Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 277 Street Angry Youth (13)

And those horns on its head look delicious.

2345 could vaguely sense that the gazes directed at him were not quite right.

But as a typical simp, it still held its head high, looked straight ahead, and accepted Luo Luo's gaze openly.

Luo Luo looked at it for a long time, and finally turned her head away indifferently, as if it were no use, just like Yun Yun had said.

It's strange. She's seen systems before, but this is the first time she's encountered one like this.

He's good at nothing, and his looks are just average—cute.

And is this really the system's appearance?

Luo Luo looked at it with a suspicious gaze, wondering if it was some kind of spirit or monster.

It doesn't seem likely. With that kind of simple-mindedness, it's unlikely that it could become a spirit.

……

As soon as Sheng Huai returned home, he was subjected to everyone's comments about his new hairstyle.

He walked over, and before Sheng's father could react, the first thing he saw was Sheng Jiao, the chubby little boy.

The chubby boy sucked on his finger, staring at him in disbelief. After a long while, he reluctantly took his finger out of his mouth and slowly pointed it at him.

He said to Sheng's father, "Dad, it seems like Sheng Huai has lost his mind."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Huai's face immediately darkened. This brat.

The chubby boy noticed his father's glare and instinctively shrank back, then hid in his father's arms. "Dad, Sheng Huai shaved off all his green hair. Is he going to become a monk?"

The chubby boy said happily.

Only then did Sheng's father slowly raise his head, his eyes also showing a hint of surprise. Although he should have been very happy to see this scene, why did he feel uneasy?

Is he really going to become a monk?

Mr. Sheng had some doubts.

He hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Sheng Huai, how about I help you get two days off in a couple of days so you can go out and relax?"

Could it be depression?

Little Fatty Sheng Jiao cried out, "Dad, we can't let him go out! If he really becomes a monk, our Sheng family line will truly end!"

Father Sheng: "..."

After a while, bursts of pleas and cries could be heard in the living room.

Sheng Huai snorted coldly and went upstairs with his bag in one hand.

Seeing this, Sheng's father became even more worried.

Normally, Sheng Huai would have already thrown his bag and roared in anger. This is unusual, truly unusual.

Mr. Sheng squinted slightly.

Then he patted the chubby boy's bottom.

"Go upstairs and see what's wrong with your brother?"

Sheng Jiao stuck out her butt and slowly shook her head. "I'm not going. His room is all sorts of colors. I'm afraid it will hurt my eyes."

Their babyish, childlike voices, imitating adults, sounded incredibly cute.

Father Sheng showed no pity whatsoever, raising his hand high to slap him, "Are you going or not?"

The chubby boy had no choice but to waddle upstairs with his short legs, feeling wronged.

That's really tragic.

As a child who has just started kindergarten.

He expressed his anger.

This is clearly child abuse.

Once upstairs, the chubby boy hesitated for a moment, but still resolutely walked closer.

Before it even opened the door, it could hear the sound of someone taking a shower inside.

"When did Sheng Huai become so clean?" the chubby boy muttered, somewhat incredulous.

"Bang bang!" the chubby little boy called out in his childish voice, "Sheng Huai, open the door quickly, I have something to ask you."

The sounds inside did not stop.

The chubby boy stood with his back to the wall, sulking to himself for a while.

Then, after rolling her eyes, she said, "If you don't open the door, I'm going to call Mom."

A short while later, the door was flung open.

Sheng Huai was only wrapped in a bath towel, and his face was slightly flushed, seemingly because of the bath.

"Just say what you need to say quickly," he said impatiently. "Dad is asking if you really want to go to Mount Wutai?"

If you want to go to Mount Wutai, that's fine too.

That way, the house would be his personal domain.

Sheng Huai didn't answer him, but instead picked him up with one hand.

"If you come any closer, I'll tell Mom and Dad about how you flirted with girls in kindergarten."

Sheng Huai gets angry just thinking about it. He never expected that such a young child would know to give flowers to a pretty little girl.

Thinking of this, his gaze suddenly became complicated.

Who did this come from?!

The chubby boy immediately shrank into a round ball and dared not speak again.

He casually covered his precious buttocks.

If people find out, they're bound to get a beating.

But he couldn't let this grudge go unpunished.

With that thought in mind, he went downstairs.

She walked up to Sheng's father and whispered in his ear, "Dad, I think Sheng Huai is in love. His face was all red when I saw him just now."

“He usually cherishes his green hair so much, and he refused to dye it black when he went back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year. Now he has even cut his hair off. There must be something fishy going on here.”

Father Sheng looked at the little boy with a twitching mouth, suddenly unsure of what to say.

This son seems a bit too mature, or rather, do kindergarten kids these days already know so much?
But what he said might not be without merit?
Mr. Sheng couldn't help but start thinking.

Actually, he has always been very tolerant of early romantic relationships.

In addition, he felt that with such a tuft of green hair around, anyone who would even look at Sheng Huai must have some kind of eye problem.

Now it seems that may not be the case.

When Sheng Huai returned, he seemed quite unhappy.

This indicates that he was not actually satisfied with his new hairstyle.

When he was dissatisfied, he didn't get angry; instead, he swallowed his anger deeply.

This is something worth investigating.

The way Sheng's father pondered was just like that of an old fox.

Upon seeing his appearance, the chubby boy quickly tiptoed and turned away.

Although I don't quite understand what's going on, I have a feeling that staying here won't be good.

The next morning, Sheng Huai got up early and sat obediently at the dining table.

Hairstyles really can affect a person's appearance.

Mr. Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

I had a son before, but I couldn't take him out at all.

With his green hair, it's as if he's hinting at something.

Now that my hair is clean-shaved, I look refreshed and handsome.

It's not unpleasant to look at while eating.

Sheng Huai felt quite displeased under the gazes of the group.

But you can't say it directly.

He ate a couple of bites quickly, then picked up his bag and left.

Sheng's father, with his sharp eyes, noticed a corner of the test paper peeking out of his bag.

Mr. Sheng was immediately shocked.

Is this still his son who is good for nothing, idle and always causing trouble?
Could it be that someone has possessed my soul?

They also brought the exam papers.

Could it be that this exam paper contains the secret to dominating the world?

Thinking of this, Mr. Sheng couldn't help but slap his forehead a few times.

What is he thinking?
Why?
He probably just wanted to pretend to be a top student and win over girls.

This trick is really outdated.

You can easily find a better way to flirt by searching online!

(End of this chapter)