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

"Depend on!"

When Shen Siyang was five or six meters away from the classroom, he heard Yan Pu's very distinctive scolding.

When he walked into the classroom, he just heard the following: "Do you know that Gao Zhanpeng was sent to the hospital for foaming at the mouth last night?"

Someone responded: "I said why did I hear the sound of an ambulance last night? It turned out that he was in the car."

"Why? You shouldn't be mad at Brother Cheng!"

Several people were having a lively discussion when they saw Cheng Daiyi walk in through the back door.

Yan Pu leaped to the back door in an instant, and grabbed Cheng Daiyi's shoulder: "Brother Cheng! Gao Zhanpeng..."

"I know." Cheng Daiyi directly cut off the second half of his sentence.

Yan Pu immediately asked: "Then do you know why?"

Cheng Daiyi sneered: "Overdose on stimulants."

There was a moment of silence in the classroom, followed by heated discussions.

"Why is he?" Yan Pu was puzzled, "It's just a small sports meeting, and it's not a big game in the province. Could it be that you were mad because you lost to you yesterday?"

"All major competitions will have urine tests," Cheng Daiyi reminded aloud, "No matter how stupid he is, he would not dare to use drugs in major competitions."

Yan Pu sighed for a while, suddenly remembered something, and asked Cheng Daiyi again: "How do you know the news, isn't your two families separated by a long distance?"

"The coach of the school team told me this morning that he was in the hospital last night."

After Cheng Daiyi finished speaking, he lowered his eyes for a while, and then said again: "If there is no accident, Gao Zhanpeng will not be able to run away in the future."

Yan Pu digested this sentence for a long time, before he couldn't help but sigh: "I really did what Student Shen said that night. He walked the road paved for you by himself. You can't blame anyone for being trapped in a cocoon."

After feeling for two seconds, he regained his vitality in an instant: "No, Brother Cheng, why did the school team coach suddenly find you in the morning? Are you going back to the school team?!"

The group of people around fell silent immediately, and all of them cast their eyes on Cheng Daiyi.

Under the gaze of everyone, Cheng Daiyi nodded.

In an instant, the cheers almost burst through the roof.

Cheng Daiyi couldn't help laughing too.

He deliberately searched for Shen Siyang's figure in the crowd, but he couldn't find it.

Finally saw Shen Siyang in Shen Siyang's seat.

Shen Siyang's eyes fell on the crowd, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips that blended into the group, but his lips were lightly opened, but he was talking to the boy that only he could see.

Cheng Daiyi completely understood what Shen Siyang said yesterday.

I felt jealous yesterday, but today I suddenly feel relieved.

He said "thank you" silently, and then looked away from Shen Siyang.

-

The last event of the sports day ends at [-]:[-] pm on Friday.

Class Six won the first place in the whole grade without any suspense.

Because of the loss of [-] and Gao Zhanpeng's accident, Class [-] didn't even get the top three this year.

After Yan Pu accepted the award on behalf of the class, the group began to wander back and forth at the door of Class Five.

After a while, read the award words on the certificate.

"Congratulations to Class Six of Senior Three for winning the first prize of the Senior Three Group in the 36th Sports Meeting of our school! Oh, it happens to be No. 30 in the sixth class, and we should take the No. 1."

After a while, he dangled with the medal in his hand.

"The golden medal is really dazzling in the sun!"

There is no class arrangement after the sports meeting, but school cannot be dismissed early.

Interesting projects are still being carried out on the playground. You can participate in them, or you can choose to study in class independently.

Class [-] has suffered frequent defeats this year, and few people are interested in going downstairs to participate in the fun sports meeting, so most of them hang out in the class or in the corridor.

Yan Pu and his group swayed around twice, and everyone in Class [-] couldn't take it anymore.

"What's so great about it? You just won the first place this year! Why don't you say that you were the last two years ago?"

A group of six classes should.

"Didn't it be that you were the first to provoke us at the gate of our class two years ago?"

"The past follows the wind. It doesn't matter how many places we got in the past two years. It is enough for us to be the first this year."

"What's the use of winning the first place in a sports meeting, the result is not the bottom one in the whole grade!"

"Today we only talk about today's affairs. Our class won the first place in the sports meeting today."

"If you have the ability, you use the sports meeting results to fill up the college entrance examination results!"

"Our class won the first place in the sports meet today."

"The most important thing for students is their grades! Look at the grades of each one in your class, 36 people took the college entrance examination, and in the end, only six of them will go to college, right?"

"Our class won the first place in the sports meet today."

A group of people were arguing like hell.

No matter how the members of Class [-] divert the direction of the quarrel, Yan Pu and his team will always carry out the "first in the sports meeting" to the end.

When it comes to ranking in sports games, definitely don't compare with them.

The people in Class [-] were arguing and arguing, and the more they quarreled, the more they felt that they were punching the cotton.

He was so angry that he was about to roll up his sleeves and start working, Zhong Wenfeng arrived in time and pulled the group back to his own class.

Before Yan Pu left, he did not forget to sneer.

"The next time you quarrel, remember to focus on one key point. After two years of quarreling, you still haven't learned the essence of quarreling. It's delicious, eh——"

The group of people who hadn't entered the room immediately laughed.

"what--"

Zhong Wenfeng pushed a group of people into the classroom before the fifth class rushed up, then followed into the classroom and locked the door with his backhand.

With the joy of his class winning the first honor on his face, he shook his head helplessly and looked at the people who entered the room: "You guys."

"We didn't fight them!" Yan Pu preemptively said, "The corridor belongs to everyone, why don't people go back and forth?"

Zhong Wenfeng waved his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, everyone go back to their seats and sit down."

Someone asked aloud, "What's the matter, old Zhong, are you in class?"

Zhong Wenfeng took the hot water on the podium, took two sips, and responded with a smile: "Yes, I will give you a lesson while everyone is happy."

Yan Pu scratched his head: "Old Zhong, we will not be happy when you are in class. Although the people in class [-] speak harshly, they are telling the truth. People in our class really don't have that talent for learning."

"Don't attend the class in the textbook." Zhong Wenfeng put down the water glass, picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and wrote two large characters on the blackboard, "The teacher told everyone from the first year of high school that we don't insist on everyone's grades. As a people's teacher , Of course I hope that everyone can have good grades, but I don't want you to study for exams, I hope you will work independently and happily for the goals you want to achieve."

He turned around and looked at the people under the podium, and tapped the two words on the blackboard: "So in this class, let's talk about dreams."

The moment Shen Muque heard the word "dream", he turned and looked at the blackboard.

Zhong Wenfeng's handwriting is vigorous and powerful.

Shen Muque's gaze fell on the blackboard for a long time, and he suddenly remembered what Shen Siyang said in the stairwell half a month ago, when the results of the school exam were released on the second day of school.

——I don’t have a university I want to take.I didn't expect much, college life.

Shen Muque didn't know how to deal with this problem at that time.

At this moment, looking at the two large characters flying on the blackboard and listening to Zhong Wenfeng's imagination about the future, he suddenly found the answer.

Shen Muque turned around and looked at Shen Siyang again: "Let's find our dreams."

Shen Siyang was slightly taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously.

The afternoon sun fell on Shen Muque's face.

The clear and beautiful eyes shone brighter than ever.

He met Shen Siyang's puzzled gaze, smiled slowly, and repeated: "Look for your dream."

-

Shen Muque is a very practical kid.

Talking about looking for a dream, early the next morning, he dragged Shen Siyang out of the house.

Based on his memory, he reported one by one what he checked on Shen Siyang's mobile phone last night.

"Let's start with life-style occupations, first, the chef."

It is probably the rainy season in October near the town, and the temperature on Saturday is just right.

The sky is cloudy and the breeze is not dry.

Shen Siyang strolled out of the village with Shen Muque leisurely, and responded aloud: "Probably not, I'm not very interested in cooking."

Shen Muque reported: "Second, dessert chef."

Shen Siyang said concisely: "Same as above."

"Car mechanic."

Shen Siyang thought for a while: "I practiced it a few times when I was traveling with my parents. I should...not have the talent in this area."

The two went to the city by car.

When arriving at the library station in the city center, Shen Siyang was pulled down by Shen Muque.

When Shen Siyang saw Shen Muque leading him to the library, he asked with a chuckle, "Librarian?"

Shen Muque stopped in his tracks: "Are you interested in this?"

Shen Siyang shook his head.

Only then did Shen Muque continue to walk forward: "Today there is a lecture for translators and a lecture for writers, and I have already reserved seats for you."

"One morning, one afternoon?"

Shen Muque shook his head: "Both are in the morning, and in the afternoon there is an art exhibition and a court hearing."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shen Siyang: "Is the lineup a bit full?"

Shen Siyang responded with a smile: "No."

Shen Muque's eyes lingered on the dimples on Shen Siyang's cheeks for a moment, then retracted, and said softly: "If you are tired, remember to tell me."

"it is good."

Both lectures are about an hour long.

After the first lecture, Shen Siyang took the initiative to shake his head at Shen Muque.

Halfway through the second round, Shen Muque felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

He lowered his head and found that Shen Siyang was fast asleep on his shoulder.

After a whole day, the harvest is not nothing.

At least most occupations are excluded.

Shen Siyang finished dinner in a shopping mall not far from the court, and the sky had completely darkened.

The two walked out of the mall.

Seeing that there were not too many people in the square outside the mall, he found a bench and sat down.

Shen Muque objectively analyzed the reason: "Could it be that the itinerary is too full, resulting in a lack of experience."

Shen Siyang smiled and watched him seriously analyze.

Suddenly, attention was attracted by the large-screen advertisement across the square.

A very technological advertisement was played on the big screen.

"XX company invested a lot, and it took three years to launch an improved version of the holographic game warehouse. More realistic game experience, absolutely realistic real-scene simulation..."

Ads are played in 3D.

The moment the swaying vegetation appeared on the big screen, Shen Siyang seemed to really feel a breeze blowing on his face.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to watch with interest.

And at the moment when the next function appeared, his heart suddenly missed a beat.

"This time the game warehouse comes with a real-life projection bracelet. The bracelet can be adjusted according to specific values ​​to bring virtual characters into reality..."

After analyzing a series of reasons, Shen Muque found that Shen Siyang did not respond, so he stopped and looked at Shen Siyang.

The white light from the street lamp shone on Shen Siyang's face, illuminating his dark eyes extra brightly.

Shen Muque saw that Shen Siyang was staring at something intently, so he followed his line of sight.

Advertisements on the big screen are played on time.

If the total time is not up, the ad will keep playing in a loop.

Shen Muque followed through, then turned around in a daze, and looked at Shen Siyang again.

The night wind blew the boy's soft short hair.

The young man rested his arms on the back of the bench, tilted his head slightly, and read the advertisement over and over again with his eyes gradually flooding.

It wasn't until the end of the time that he looked away, looked at Shen Muque again, and raised his tone: "Did you see the advertisement just now?"

Shen Muque nodded.

Shen Siyang's cheeks flushed with excitement: "As long as the technology is mature enough, one day, I can let everyone see you."

He pursed his lips lightly, and when he spoke again, there was a crystal light on his lips: "From a technical point of view, this should be considered an IT industry, right? Subdividing university majors..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Shen Siyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Shen Muque who suddenly kissed him in front of him in astonishment.

A soft touch that has never been experienced on the lips.

Soft and cold.

Shen Siyang's face flushed instantly, and his heart was beating wildly.

"you……"

Just as he uttered an irrelevant word, Shen Muque suddenly pushed him onto the back of the bench, deepening this superficial kiss.