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

Due to the small number of students in the school, the results of the entrance examinations came out very quickly.

On the morning of the second day after the exam, the latest ranking of the opening exam results was posted on the results bulletin board.

Shen Muque, who got two fried dough sticks in the morning, was in a good mood. When he saw the result column was full of people, he floated to read the result for Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang didn't intend to look at it himself, but saw that Shen Muque had floated into the crowd, so he had to stop and wait outside.

Two minutes later, Shen Muque floated out of the crowd and looked at Shen Siyang in a daze.

Expected reaction.

Shen Siyang turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

Shen Muque followed Shen Siyang, earnestly counting: "The total score of the college entrance examination is 750 points, right?"

Shen Siyang agreed.

"You only have 240 points, a total of 6 subjects, on average, only 40 points in one subject."

"Is it the last one?" Shen Siyang asked.

"That's not true, there are five more behind you." After Shen Muque answered, he added, "The next five are also from Class 6."

Walking into the teaching building, Shen Muque floated up to Shen Siyang, and said softly, "Why is there only 240 points?"

No one was on the stairs.

Shen Siyang stopped and looked straight at Shen Muque: "Why do you think it shouldn't be only 240 points?"

The morning sun fell from the window in the stairwell, and sprinkled on Shen Muque's soft and slightly curly black hair.

Shen Muque looked at Shen Siyang softly, showing a faint smile.

With the blessing of a smile, the already beautiful facial features make people unable to take their eyes off at all.

"You look very smart." He said it as a matter of course.

Shen Siyang withdrew his gaze after a brief moment of stupefaction, chuckled and continued to walk upstairs.

"I used to spend most of my time on the road with my parents. I had no time to study, and they didn't care about my academic performance."

Shen Muque followed him and asked, "What about now? Are you still running?"

Shen Siyang shook his head: "I will be here for the next year."

Shen Muque's eyes brightened: "Then should we start studying hard?"

Shen Siyang noticed his gaze and asked doubtfully, "You expect me to study hard?"

Shen Muque deserved to say: "It's always like this on TV. The protagonist's grades were not satisfactory due to various reasons. In the last year, he was impaled on the beam and made a perfect counterattack. In the end, he got admitted to the university he wanted and reached the pinnacle of his life."

"I don't have a university I want to take." Shen Siyang responded calmly.

He walked to the second floor and turned to the third floor, with a rare look of confusion on his youthful face: "I didn't expect much, college life."

Shen Muque opened his mouth to answer, but found that with his current knowledge reserves, it seemed that he couldn't get any useful words.

So in the end he just quietly followed Shen Siyang and watched Shen Siyang quietly.

-

Shen Siyang walked into the classroom.

Just as he sat down in his seat, a person sat down next to him.

He unloaded his schoolbag and looked at the strange boy in the next seat.

Short cut, dark skin, tough facial features, and big white teeth when he smiles.

"Hello, Shen Siyang," the man Le Diandian introduced himself, "My name is Yan Pu, and I am the sports committee member of our class."

As soon as the words were finished, a sports schedule was conjured up, and Shen Siyang smiled brightly.

"I see that you have excellent bones, and you are an athlete at first glance."

He pressed the registration form on Shen Siyang's desk: "Come and participate in the sports meeting! Classmate!"

Shen Siyang glanced at him, then at the project list on the table, and fell into a brief silence.

Yan Pu didn't feel embarrassed either. Seeing that Shen Siyang didn't respond, he asked familiarly, "Are you a local?"

Shen Siyang nodded.

"Then you should also know that it rains frequently this autumn, so our school's sports meeting is basically held in mid-September."

Yan Pu picked up the event list again, like a salesman: "See which event you are interested in? High jump? Long jump? Do you like sprinting or long-distance running? Or throwing a shot put?"

Shen Siyang had never participated in a sports meet and was about to refuse when he suddenly heard Shen Muque's voice.

"sweat!"

Shen Siyang froze for a moment, looked at him for a while, and then remembered that this was one of his descriptions of school life yesterday.

The handsome young man stood under the sun, his eyes full of anticipation.

Shen Siyang didn't say his refusal for a while, until Yan Pu's voice sounded: "Student Shen, what are you looking at?"

Shen Siyang withdrew his gaze and changed his words: "Let me think about it."

Yan Pu immediately showed joy: "Then you should think about it carefully. One person can apply for up to 3 projects. Brother, I am optimistic about you!"

Shen Siyang politely took the project list without saying anything.

-

The third period in the morning is the physical education class, and the physical education class is just after the big break.

The bell for class rang, and everyone gathered on the playground. Only then did Shen Siyang discover that two classes share one physical education teacher in this school's physical education class.

The physical education class of class 6 is with class 5.

The two classes lined up in squares, with a distinct Chu River and Han boundary between them.

The physical education teacher is obviously very familiar with people in both classes.

After the class bell rang, I smiled and made jokes with a few rowdy students, and ordered to run two laps of the playground to warm up.

Shen Si Yang Zhu was at the end of the team. He had just followed the team and ran a few steps when he was bumped hard from behind.

Shen Siyang didn't defend himself, and staggered a step forward, almost falling directly.

Only when Shen Muque grabbed him in time did he manage to stabilize his figure.

He slowed down and frowned, looking at the person who bumped into him.

It was a strange face.

The boy had dyed yellow hair, and a button on the collar of the short-sleeved school uniform was undone.

Seeing Shen Siyang looking at him, he showed a triumphant and arrogant smile.

Clearly and blatantly provocative.

"Yesterday, I heard that another dog has entered the sixth class of the kennel. It turned out to be a little white dog!"

What little patience Shen Siyang had left was exhausted in an instant.

He was about to step forward with a cold face, but Shen Muque took a step ahead of him and stretched out his foot in front of the boy who provoked Shen Siyang.

The person who was smiling arrogantly one second, fell into a dog eating shit in the next second.

The boy's face turned red in an instant, and he got up from the ground angrily: "Damn! Who the hell doesn't have eyes to trip me!"

Several boys around him quickly responded: "No, Brother Peng, there was no one around you just now."

The boy looked angry: "No one, how the hell did I fall?"

A ostentatious voice came from the front: "Of course it's the cerebellar hypoplasia, Gao Zhanpeng! It's not the first day, what's the fuss?"

"Cheng Daiyi!" Gao Zhanpeng rushed forward, "It's been a long time since I got punched by Lao Tzu, right?"

Cheng Daiyi stopped and looked at Gao Zhanpeng with disdain: "It's been two years, why don't you count who hits who?"

The distance between the two of them drew closer, and when they saw that they were about to fight, the loud voice of the physical education teacher came from the middle of the playground.

"At noon during the fight, I was fined to run 20 laps under the sun, and I personally supervised it!"

Several boys from Class [-] and Class [-] quickly stepped forward and pulled the two away one after another.

In the process of pulling apart, they did not forget to give each other a few middle fingers.

The farce was over, and Shen Siyang returned to the lap team.

Yan Pu's voice came from beside him: "The idiot who bumped into you just now, Class [-], Class [-] and our class have been at odds with each other, you don't need to talk to him, if he troubles you, just tell us at any time, we will fuck him every minute of!"

Several boys and girls around also turned around one after another, and they all agreed.

"That idiot is a mad dog, he loves to bark in our class whenever he has nothing to do."

"I wanted to put a sack on him for a long time and teach him how to be a man."

A group of people were complaining and fighting.

Shen Siyang was about to thank him politely, when he suddenly heard a decent voice from beside him.

"Fuck him."

Shen Muque's voice is a very standard gentle voice, and even when he learns to speak harshly, he can't hear a little bit of ruthlessness.

On the contrary, he is like a young child, who is so fierce that he wants to find someone to pick a fight with.

Shen Siyang couldn't help laughing out loud.

The laughter attracted the attention of several people around.

Facing the friendly and harmonious eyes of the teenagers, he lowered the high fence a little, and responded with a smile: "I hope he will come to trouble me sooner, so that we can quickly have a good reason to teach him to be a man."

A group of people burst out laughing, and exchanged insults with the fifth class next to them.

Physical education class is over.

Shen Siyang returned to the classroom and saw the sports schedule under the books on the seat.

After thinking for a moment, he ticked off one thousand and five, and then handed the watch back to Yan Pu.

Yan Pu took the watch, sweating profusely, and when he saw the content outlined on it, he exclaimed instantly: "Brother, bull! Do you know that Gao Zhanpeng reported a thousand and five for that idiot, so it is the same as him? Just face him!"

Shen Siyang was taken aback.

Of course he didn't know.

Without waiting for a response, Yan Pu suddenly shouted in the class.

"Students, look at how united the new student Shen is in our class! He helped us get on with Class [-] when he first came. Why don't you all have any reason not to actively participate in this sports meeting? Get active for me." What are you doing in this year's sports meeting? Damn Class [-]!"

After Yan Pu shouted passionately, everyone's reaction was flat.

"Brother Yan, although we really want to crush Class Five, it's true, but you should be sober, their class won the first place in the sports meeting last year, and our class took the last place."

"Yes, otherwise, let's discuss the matter of putting on a sack and teaching Gao Zhanpeng to be a man. This is much more reliable than the sports meeting."

Yan Pu let out a soft "harm", thought about it, and then settled for the next best thing.

"Then at least a few of you should come and sign up. Every year we don't have enough people in our class, and when the time comes, Lao Zhong will have to talk to everyone one by one."

Everyone shook their heads and returned to their seats.

Yan Pu retreated again and again, trying to trick Shen Siyang into reporting two more, but found that Shen Siyang had already returned to his seat at some point.

The classroom of Class [-] is next to the stairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Gao Zhanpeng was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke lingered in front of his face.

"Brother Peng, this newcomer is so arrogant, don't show him some flair, those idiots from Class [-] really think they can ride on us."

"I remember that the last class of their class in the afternoon is the experimental class. There is no surveillance behind the experimental building. How about we go there early to block him?"

A group of people echoed repeatedly.

After Gao Zhanpeng took his last puff of cigarette, he threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his feet.

He snorted lightly: "Be polite to the newcomer, let him kneel down and call him daddy."

A group of people burst into laughter.

Gao Zhanpeng walked to the back door of Class [-] and looked at Shen Siyang who was sitting by the window in the last row of the classroom.

He stared coldly at Shen Siyang for a long while before leading a group of people to the fifth class.

Shen Muque watched the group disappear into Class [-] before drifting into the classroom of Class [-] and returning to Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang noticed the floating figure, and asked softly, "Where did you go?"

Shen Muque thought about it seriously for a while, and responded in a warm voice: "The crowd watching are idiots."

Shen Si Yang Le made a sound.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he looked straight at Shen Muque: "Still learning dirty words?"

Shen Muque's cheeks were slightly red, and he and Shen Siyang looked at each other for a moment, and he corrected softly: "Watching idiots."

The smile in Shen Siyang's eyes deepened.

The school bell rings.

He withdrew his gaze from Shen Muque and took out the textbook for the next class.

In the scorching morning after physical education class, the four electric fans on the classroom wall are working hard.

Seeing that Shen Siyang started to attend the class, Shen Muque turned his attention away to think about what he had just heard.

He thoughtfully glanced at the few people who talked to Shen Siyang during the lap in the morning.

Just after looking around, Shen Siyang suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Shen Siyang, dizzy from the heat, pulled him to his side and wrote in a blank notebook.

"Do you want to go out to play this class?"

Shen Muque's leg almost touched Shen Siyang's arm.

His cheeks were slightly red and he replied, "No."

Shen Siyang heard the words, raised his hand and tapped the table beside him, and continued to write.

"Then can I sit here for this class?"

Of course Shen Muque was fine, and obediently sat down at the next table.

In order to ensure that Shen Muque can touch the real thing, without making the posture seem strange.

After Shen Siyang thought for a moment, he lightly touched Shen Muque's hand on the table with his elbow.

On the right is the wind blowing into the classroom from the window, and on the left is Shenmuque with its own cooling effect.

Shen Siyang breathed a sigh of relief and continued to write in the notebook.

"Thank you, do you want fried dough sticks tomorrow morning?"

Although Shen Muque didn't know why Shen Siyang thanked him, he still asked for two fritters in a very rude manner.

Shen Siyang chuckled.

"Do you want soy milk too?"

Shen Muque responded quickly: "Yes."

After answering, his gaze inadvertently swept over Shen Siyang's white neck covered with a thin layer of sweat.

For some unknown reason, his Adam's apple twitched slightly.

He pursed his lips lightly, and suddenly wanted to drink soy milk.