The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Siyang carefully recalled the last time the system read tears.

It was the last world, when he was receiving the letter that Sang Xiaoshi left for him.

The happiness value read at that time was 0.

Because of the growth of the system, Shen Siyang thought that this might be one of the reasons why the system pulled him into these worlds and assigned him tasks.

The system needs his tears, or his emotions, to upgrade itself.

It's like a robot that just left the factory and doesn't understand the complex emotions of human beings.

The fastest way to acquire this skill is to select a human being for emotional monitoring.

Then use something that can be used as a measurement, such as tears, as a numerical conversion tool to convert the monitored emotional changes into a fixed value that the machine can understand.

But since the first tear reading, the system has never read his tears again.

Until today, the system skipped over him and read Mu Zhihuai's tears.

He is a bound tasker, so the system can read his tears.

Then what is the identity of Mu Zhihuai who can also be read tears by the system?

-

At five o'clock in the morning, the Internet cafe was filled with smoke.

Amidst the chaotic yelling and typing on the keyboard, Tang Yushan couldn't help covering his nose, and coughed twice.

I didn't sleep all night, and my brain swelled badly.

He slid the chair silently, leaned back, his eyes skipped over the few people in the middle, and fell on the person sitting in the same row next to the aisle seat.

Qiu Zhi was holding a freshly lit cigarette in one hand, and manipulating the mouse with the other, staring at the computer screen in front of him sleepily.

Turn the time back to last night.

At around [-]:[-], a roommate who had just gone to the laundry room to throw away his clothes came back to the dormitory, cursing and complaining: "I really don't understand why the school only has so many washing machines on the first and third floors. If you want to wash clothes during the day, at least a row Half an hour queue."

Tang Yushan slapped the boy on the bed: "Did you take my clothes to wash?"

The boy on the ground put the basin back on the balcony: "Where did you get the clothes, you are all fucking stinky socks, wash them off yourself!"

Returning to the dormitory after putting the basin, he suddenly said again: "The group from the second class climbed over the wall and went out to rent a dormitory. Recently, the dormitory management has strictly investigated them. They are really courageous."

The boy on the opposite bed lay back on the single bed, shaking his legs and sighing: "If I were as rich as Qiu Zhi's family, I would rush to the dormitory manager and scold him."

Tang Yushan had heard this conversation yesterday.

It's just that he was thinking about the plot and sorting out the clues at that time, so he didn't take it seriously.

However, tonight, looking at Mu Zhihuai's daily fixed itinerary issued by Shen Si Yang Gang in the group, he sat up abruptly and looked at his roommate under the bed: "Which Internet cafe did Qiu Zhi and the others go to?"

The roommate under the bed was terrified by him: "The Qian X Internet cafe at the back door of the school, you have been to them once, why are you asking me?"

Tang Yushan got the answer he wanted, and quickly left the dormitory and rushed out.

On the way to the back door, he was still worried about whether he could leave the school.

After all, when they came to this world, Fan Zhiyong tried it himself, and they couldn't leave the school.

Fortunately, it is not clear whether the back door of the school was divided into the school by the task issuer, or because he had the mentality to do the task. He left the back door of the school very smoothly and found the Qian X Internet cafe that his roommate said.

-

"Tang Yushan, let's go."

Felt a tap on the shoulder.

Tang Yushan took a break from his memories and looked at the person beside him who was patting him.

It was a boy about his height and slightly fatter.

Chen Kaidong.

He is the only person in this group who is more talkative and acquainted.

Tang Yushan noticed that Qiu Zhi had put out the cigarette butt, got up and walked outside.

He nodded and got up to follow.

A group of nine people.

Walked into the breakfast shop opposite.

A few minutes later, everyone had a breakfast in their hands, and walked to school while gnawing.

After Qiu Zhi finished eating the Xiaolongbao in his hand, he rolled up the plastic bag and deliberately threw it beside the wild cat on the side of the road.

Daju, who was licking his hair, jumped up in fright, and quickly slipped into the bushes and disappeared.

Qiu Zhi showed a happy smile of a successful prank, and soon his irritability appeared on his face: "Why the hell do we all have to go to the opening ceremony this year, and all of us in the Finance Department go to this lecture and that lecture every day, and read this shit book."

A boy beside him immediately greeted him with a smile: "Brother Qiu calm down, if you don't want to go, I'll find someone to take your place."

"You think I don't want to?" Qiu Zhi pushed him, "It's all because of the mess with the Internet two days ago. My dad wants the instructor to watch me more closely. It's annoying to death. It's Deng Peishan's fucking fault. !"

Several boys around should scold Deng Peishan together with him.

A few people wandered to the door of the dormitory, and one person said: "School has just started recently, the dormitory management is strict, and the points are deducted very much. We are already familiar with him. Now we must not enter through the main entrance."

"Then let's go back over the wall." Someone suggested.

Qiu Zhi, who was already irritable, exploded directly: "Fucking over the wall again! Fucking over the wall again! Whoever wants to go over the wall, I will stop serving!"

Tang Yushan watched this scene from the side, and Mu Zhihuai's fixed morning running route that Shen Siyang posted in the group last night flashed in his mind.

He is "Tang Yushan" with strong vanity and self-esteem.

He tried his best to create a flawless image in front of people.

After years of hard work, it was ruined by Mu Zhihuai's light report.

Everything he tried desperately and gritted his teeth to fight for, to Mu Zhihuai, it was as easy as eating and sleeping.

How could he not hate?

I hate this self-righteous and arrogant flower of Gaoling.

He wants to pick him off and crush him under his feet.

But the juice from the crushed flowers remained on the soles of his shoes, and everyone would know that he was the perpetrator.

He is the Huai of hatred and admiration.

But an insignificant person is not enough for him to risk destroying the perfect image by himself.

If you can't do it yourself, you have to find someone to help.

The gang in front of me did all kinds of bad things all day long, as if they were born without their brains out.

Nobody could be more suitable than them.

He knows Mu Zhihuai's habit of running in the morning, and he may even know the fixed route of Mu Zhihuai's morning running.

He followed this group of people a few days ago, and found out their sleeping habit and the time to return to the dormitory in the early morning.

The time coincided perfectly with Mu Zhihuai's morning jog time.

Tang Yushan said, "I know a path."

-

The alarm bell rang in the quiet dormitory.

Soon it was pressed again.

Mu Zhihuai lightly removed Shen Siyang's hand on his waist, and just about to sit up, Shen Siyang's hand wrapped around his waist again, and sat up with him.

Mu Zhihuai looked at Shen Siyang who was hugging him and was trying to open his eyes, raised his hand and gently touched Shen Siyang's head, and said softly: "I'm going to run in the morning, you can sleep later."

Shen Siyang shook his head: "I am with you. According to the current calculation, I am an irrelevant variable. One more person means one more discovery."

Mu Zhihuai looked at Shen Siyang's black eyes, and remembered what happened last night.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he put his hand into the quilt: "Are you really all right? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Siyang trembled slightly with an itch, and instantly regained consciousness. He smiled and threw himself at Mu Zhihuai: "Okay, you flower picker! I've caught you!"

Mu Zhihuai was arrested honestly, hugging Shen Siyang lightly to prevent others from knocking against the wall, and asked with a gentle smile, "What should I do? I was caught, what should I do with it?"

Shen Siyang gently pinched his chin, and looked at him carefully twice: "This little appearance is not bad, it sells..."

Mu Zhihuai covered his mouth with a serious expression: "I can't sell it. I only picked your flower."

Shen Siyang smiled happily, and took off Mu Zhihuai's hand: "Who said you're going to sell you. I mean, you look good, so keep it for yourself."

Mu Zhihuai's cheeks flushed slightly, he hugged Shen Siyang even tighter, and responded softly: "That should be good, it's a private possession."

Shen Siyang's eyes moved slightly, and he buried it back in Mu Zhihuai's arms: "Tie it to the waist of his trousers, take it with you wherever you go."

Mu Zhihuai's cheerful laughter gradually spread in the dormitory.

The two of them nestled on the bed for 2 minutes, then speeded up their washing after getting out of bed.

Finally, at Mu Zhihuai's usual time to go out - 5:15, he went out on time.

"Need to slow down?"

After running a certain distance, Mu Zhihuai asked Shen Siyang warmly.

Shen Siyang raised his brows frivolously: "This speed is even slower, who do you look down on?"

Mu Zhihuai laughed, raised his hand and brushed back Shen Siyang's hair that was about to touch his eyes.

"Is it just enough to go around in this way?" Shen Siyang asked.

Mu Zhihuai nodded in response: "This path can lead back to the dormitory."

While the two were talking, they ran into the depths of the path, and suddenly heard a noise ahead.

"Damn! What kind of broken road is this! It's all fucking mosquitoes! Which idiot suggested this road just now?!"

Hear the sound first, see the people later.

Qiu Zhi's irritated face appeared in front of the two of them.

Tang Yushan responded with an apologetic smile, "It's because I didn't think carefully, Brother Qiu."

Qiu Zhi looked at Tang Yushan contemptuously: "Who the hell are you? Do I know you?"

Tang Yushan showed embarrassment, and there was a hint of cruelty in his lowered eyes, but his tone was still full of apologetic flattery: "Brother Qiu, I am Chen Kaidong's friend."

Qiu Zhi instantly looked at a fat man in the crowd.

The man immediately disregarded the relationship and waved his hand: "I don't know him well! He didn't know where he heard the news from."

Seeing that Qiu Zhi's face was still in a bad mood, Chen Kaidong changed the subject very skillfully: "Why the hell is that idiot Deng Peishan to blame! It's not him, do we need to go so hard to follow these crooked ways? With our brother Qiu's ability, Are you still afraid of the fucking hostess?"

Qiu Zhi was comforted by a few words, and said coldly: "Deng Peishan... I'm so fucking annoying, just kill him."

A boy who was a little timid was startled: "Brother Qiu, kill... the murderer who broke the law."

Qiu Zhi sneered, walked up to the boy, and patted the boy's face: "Who broke the law? There are so many accidents in this world, did you see me break the law? Or who saw me break the law?"

He smiled arrogantly, and the more he laughed, the louder he said: "When Deng Peishan is gone, it will be your turn next, how about it?"

The boy whose name was called turned pale in fright, and shook his head frantically: "No! I can't, Brother Qiu!"

"Okay, I have the final say, not you." Qiu Zhi straightened up, his contemptuous gaze swept over the people around him, "As long as I think, everyone here, everyone in the class, Can be next, understand?"

The people following him were too frightened to say a word.

Qiu Zhi looked at the group of people shrinking their heads one by one like a tortoise, and the breath that was stuffy in his chest all morning finally melted away.

He turned around in a happy mood and continued to walk forward. Just after taking two steps, he saw two people in the middle of the road in front of him.

Qiu Zhi's eyes fell directly on Mu Zhihuai, he automatically ignored the people around Mu Zhihuai, and said in a choked voice, "Hey, isn't this our school beauty?"

Mu Zhihuai's eyes lightly fell on him, and then lightly moved away.

Then, as if they didn't see the group of people, they detoured away with Shen Siyang.

The smile on Qiu Zhi's face instantly faded: "What the hell is that air! You can order in this kind of school full of bumpkins! After you go out, you won't be a rich man's plaything!"

Tang Yushan's gaze swept across Qiu Zhi's face, and then fell on Mu Zhihuai who was gradually going away.

The madness after succeeding gradually emerged in his eyes.

Mu Zhihuai, take your kindness and go to hell.

-

Deng Peishan escaped the opening ceremony in the morning, citing sick leave as an excuse.

He is "Deng Peishan" who is timid, cowardly, and dare not resist.

But this does not mean that he is willing to lie and label himself a "habitual thief" for the world to ridicule, so that Qiu Zhi and his group can bully him more justifiably.

He couldn't openly admit that he was a habitual thief online.

But he was also afraid of angering Qiu Zhi, so that he would be treated more cruelly.

I don't want to see Qiu Zhi.

One day can be delayed.

He prays every night that he can become the most inconspicuous wild flower on the roadside.

Struggling and swaying in the corner, no one paid attention, and no one stepped on it.

That would be great.

He would rather be a free wild flower that only lives for one day, than a person who has to drag his scarred body and mind to continue to linger after being trampled and insulted by others.

I also want to ask for sick leave in the afternoon class.

However, sick leave in the classroom requires a leave note.

Deng Peishan struggled nervously through the first small class, finally mustered up the courage, wrapped himself up tightly, left the dormitory, and rushed to the infirmary to issue a leave note.

But that's always the way it is.

The more you are afraid of something, the more something will come.

After a lot of trouble, he finally managed to get the leave note from the teacher in the infirmary.

Just a few steps away, I bumped into Qiu Zhi and his group who were smoking by the side of the teaching building.

Seeing Qiu Zhi showing that familiar smiling face, Deng Peishan had already foreseen his own death.

-

The auditorium, which can accommodate 200 people, is noisy.

There are 10 minutes before class.

Mu Zhihuai carried the collected homework to the podium, and recorded the number of homework handed in by each class one by one.

A late summer afternoon breeze rolled the curtains.

The sun falls on the bright smiles of young men and women,

Suddenly, the noisy classroom was quiet for a moment.

Mu Zhihuai happened to record the number of all homework.

Putting the record sheet and roll call together and pressing them down with a blackboard eraser, he looked up and saw a group of people pouring in from the back door.

The leader circled the neck of a thin boy.

Half of the black-rimmed glasses on the boy's nose were broken, and the corners of his forehead and lips were scratched.

The already thin person curled up into a ball, trembling uncontrollably.

Mu Zhihuai withdrew his gaze and walked straight to his seat.

But before he got back to his seat, the pedestrian swayed forward, blocking his way.

Mu Zhihuai frowned slightly.

Qiu Zhi sneered: "I'm sorry, we have to find a seat here, you may have to turn around and go to the other side."

Seeing that Mu Zhihuai hadn't moved after speaking, he patted Deng Peishan's face next to him: "Could it be that our campus belle of Mu University has to meddle in other's business? You say you have such a pretty face, why do you study finance? Go out and sell Isn't it more profitable? You say it is!"

Facing Qiu Zhi's ridicule of Mu Zhihuai, several people around him obviously dared not praise him but could not help it.

Mu Zhihuai's indifferent eyes fell on Qiu Zhi.

Just when others thought that he would leave indifferently as usual, Mu Zhihuai suddenly said softly: "People who have nothing to do and nothing to think about, the only way to make money is to sell, which is normal. "

Qiu Zhi's eyes widened suddenly: "What did you say?! Do you have the guts to say it again?!"

He roared and threw Deng Peishan away, and was about to beat Mu Zhihuai.

The people next to him saw the teacher walking in through the front door, and hurried to pull Qiu Zhi.

"Brother Qiu! Calm down! The teacher is here!"

"Mu Zhihuai is the class representative of this class. This teacher likes him a lot. If you touch Mu Zhihuai in his class, this matter will definitely be reported to the instructor immediately!"

Several people forcibly dragged Qiu Zhi back.

Qiu Zhi struggled to punch and kick: "I don't care! Ah?! Mu Zhihuai, what the hell are you!"

Mu Zhihuai ignored Qiu Zhi's roar, and went straight back to his seat and sat down.

Several people pulled Qiu Zhi to sit down in the bottom row.

A boy who was close to Qiu Zhi dissuaded him: "Brother Qiu, Mu Zhihuai really can't move, he just gave a speech at the opening ceremony in the morning and was interviewed by TV stations, not only in our school, but also on the Internet. Little celebrity, if you touch him, the matter will be exposed on the Internet, but it will not be as easy to solve as Deng Peishan's matter. If you are not careful, your matters will also be brought out, and it will become yours in the end Trouble."

Qiu Zhi was so angry that he threw away the things at hand.

It was a water glass, filled with water, and hit a boy in the next seat directly on the face.

The boy bared his teeth in pain, and was about to curse someone angrily.

Qiu Zhi spoke out first: "What? Don't accept it? Are you scolding me? Come on!"

The boy's chest heaved violently, but in the end he just turned around and didn't speak from the beginning to the end.

Qiu Zhi's anger was a little smoother, and he specially amplified his voice: "I don't have such a beautiful face as the school girl of Mu University, but there is no way to make me angry!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced forward, and Mu Zhihuai was reading a book quietly with his head down, as if whatever happened in the back row had nothing to do with him.

Qiu Zhi got angry again, and looked around: "Where's Deng Peishan? Fuck get Deng Peishan here! Who made him run away!"

A sharp-eyed boy quickly noticed: "It's moving forward!"

Qiu Zhi gestured with his eyes, and the boy got up instantly, ran to the front row in two or three steps, and circled Deng Peishan's neck.

He glanced at the teacher on the podium, lowered his voice and said in Deng Peishan's ear, "Why are you running? If you can run today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Don't you plan to read the book?"

Deng Peishan buried his head, tears kept rolling down his face, and his whole body trembled violently.

He was led back by that boy, and his painful eyes turned to everyone within sight.

The tall boy lowered his head, and the girl biting her lips wanted to raise her hand to press the empty chair beside her, but was stopped by her companion. The boy wearing glasses seemed to avoid bad luck, before Deng Peishan passed by. , moved the books beside the table a lot inward...

Deng Peishan lowered his head in despair, his eyes gradually became hollow.

Suddenly, the teacher's voice came from the podium: "Zhihuai, come up and take the roll for me."

Mu Zhihuai got up in response, walked out of the seat, and bumped into the two people who were walking back.

The boy holding Deng Peishan looked at Mu Zhihuai, then at Qiu Zhi who was staring at him from the back seat, and said in a low voice, "Mushen, let me go."

Mu Zhihuai did not move.

The teacher's voice sounded again: "What are those students over there doing? Hurry up and go back to your seats, or you will be deducted one point from each other."

The boy looked anxiously at Mu Zhihuai.

Mu Zhihuai still has no intention of moving.

The aisle is just that big, and at most two people can pass side by side.

If he wanted to walk back with Deng Peishan in his arms, he would definitely bump Mu Zhihuai away.

The boy was sweating all over his forehead, and finally cursed, let go of Deng Peishan and walked back alone.

Deng Peishan looked up at Mu Zhihuai in a daze.

Mu Zhihuai walked past him with an indifferent expression: "Find a seat and sit down. Those who have not returned to their seats after the roll call will be deducted one point."

After speaking, he went straight to the podium.

Deng Peishan was stunned for a long time, until the girl sitting directly behind Mu Zhihuai moved inside, made an empty seat, and motioned him to sit down with her eyes, then he hurried forward.

Sitting down in a warm position, tears could not stop pouring out.

He lowered his head, choked up and said, "Thank you, you... you give me your seat, you're not afraid... aren't you afraid that Qiu Zhi will be bullied together with you in the future?"

The girl's eyes followed Mu Zhihuai who came onto the stage and respectfully took over the roster from the teacher.

There was softness in her eyes, which was soon replaced by coldness: "I have nothing to be afraid of, and it is Qiu Zhi who should be afraid now."

Deng Peishan stopped choking, and stared blankly at the girl beside him.

The girl had already lowered her head, staring blankly at the book in front of her, as if she hadn't said anything just now.

The boy who failed to bring him back was kicked severely by Qiu Zhi as soon as he returned to his seat.

Qiu Zhi's gaze closely followed Mu Zhihuai's body, with a gloomy and fierce expression.

Tang Yushan sat in the corner, quietly watching the farce, a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

The author says:

I’m afraid everyone will be confused, let me tell you, the reading of tears in the last chapter has nothing to do with the story of this unit, it has to do with the main plot——

In fact, in the second dungeon Chapter 1, when the system said that Mr. Sang's authority was higher than his authority, I thought everyone would start guessing what kind of existence Gongbao was, but I didn't expect everyone's focus to be on it Face)