Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

Yu Xingyue called out the system:

"666, look at your male protagonist. Are you sure he has anything to do with the poor little guy you described to me? I think he is more like a bully."

"The evidence is irrefutable."

[Ah, this... maybe it's just an illusion.] System 666 scanned it again, and it still showed that everything was normal.

During their conversation, Jiang Chi glanced at him with some sense, but at that time, the two people and the system were chatting enthusiastically and no one noticed this small detail.

[Maybe this is the first time I resist, because I really want to sleep, uh, probably...] The system couldn't continue.

[In short, the data shows that everything is normal. Host, don't worry about these small details. Besides, isn't he your follower? ]

[From now on, we will allow the host to do whatever he wants. No, he can do whatever he wants to us. He will not delay us from doing our vicious cannon fodder mission and committing suicide.]

System 666 was relieved optimistically, not caring whether Yu Xingyue believed it or not, and quickly ran away.

"Can you use idioms?"

666 is really good at being sneaky! He only comes out for a short while each time and slips away when he sees nothing is wrong. He understands human nature very well. It's a pity that as a system, all he has learned is bad.

Artificial Idiot 666!

Yu Xingyue cursed it in his heart, but unfortunately it had already slipped away, and even if it heard it, it would probably be pretending to be dead.

I will definitely report it if I get a chance, so that it can also experience the feeling of oppression, Yu Xingyue thought indignantly.

However, thinking about himself now, he seemed even more miserable. He was still worrying about his 1000-word self-criticism.

Compared to Jiang Chilai, Lao Ren was more of a tough nut to crack. Yu Xingyue realized belatedly that this journey might not be as easy as he thought, because the things that happened in this world and the people he met were too real.

Anyway, he can't beat Lao Ren, and he can't do anything in Lao Ren's territory.

Wait, that's not right. Wouldn't it be better to just pass on the crisis and leave it to the male protagonist to write? It's his fault for not waking me up and pretending to be out of it. He must have deliberately watched him being late and punished by Mr. Ren.

Yu Xingyue suddenly had an epiphany, and he was really going backwards as he got older.

In fact, this is really a bit of an unexpected disaster.

Yu Xingyue acted decisively and rekindled his hope, sweeping away his previous feelings of dejection and sadness, and felt like he was alive again.

He pulled Jiang Chi's sleeve and said, "Jiang Chi, don't go to sleep yet. Lao Ren asked me to write a 1000-word self-review and give it to him tomorrow. Write one for me quickly. It will be useful to me."

"Didn't Mr. Ren ask you to write it yourself? I'm not late." Jiang Chi was obviously unwilling to respond.

"Isn't this part of my job as a follower? Besides, it's all your fault for not calling me this morning. You left the dormitory alone and coldly abandoned me. Do you still have any roommate feelings?"

"I called you several times." Jiang Chi said with a calm expression and a flat tone.

“Really? When did it happen?” Yu Xingyue was sure that he was blazing a trail for himself, but he had no recollection of it at all.

As he was talking, his memory of the morning suddenly came back to him. He seemed to have some recollection, as if Jiang Chi had indeed called him, but he thought it was noisy and told him to get out.

After thinking about it, he felt a little unsure, and his voice gradually became quieter.

That's not right. As a follower, doesn't he know that he shouldn't expose others' shortcomings?

"I don't care. You have to write it to me anyway. The fact is that you didn't wake me up." Yu Xingyue insisted on playing tricks to the end and became a villain who bullied men and women.

“He doesn’t even know my handwriting.”

"You'll know it sooner or later. Besides, even though Lao Ren doesn't know what your handwriting looks like, he knows what mine looks like." Jiang Chi still refused.

"Why don't you just copy it from the Internet?"

"That won't work. Old Ren will definitely see it."

Wouldn't it be easier for him if he copied it? That won't work.

Yu Xingyue insisted on forcing Jiang Chi to write for him: "How about this, you write one first, and I will copy it myself."

Seeing that Jiang Chi was still trying to argue, he quickly covered his mouth to stop him from saying anything: "Don't bargain, you are a follower and there is no room for negotiation."

Jiang Chi only felt a coolness on his lips, and something soft covered them. He didn't expect that Yu Xingyue suddenly reached out his hand without saying a word, catching him off guard.

"It's settled, do you hear me?" He was still chattering.

He was still wondering why Old Ren scolded him like a quail and always hit the mark; why he lost all his authority when it was his turn to scold others, and the people being scolded even dared to talk back and bargain.

It seems that my skills are still not good enough and I need to improve.

The culprit himself was unaware of his guilt, and Yu Xingyue couldn't help but glare at him.

Jiang Chi was stared at with bewilderment. Although he finally moved his hand away, he felt as if the strange touch was still on his mouth, and a tingling sensation arose.

"I didn't say I wouldn't write." He stroked the corner of his mouth and lowered his eyes, as if to brush away some strange emotion.

"Then when will you write?" Although Yu Xingyue had freed his hands from the shackles, he still clenched his sleeves tightly, and the smooth sleeves were wrinkled by him.

"I'll write it later, don't rush me." Jiang Chi just perfunctorily answered him.

During the rest of the time, Yu Xingyue stared at him eagerly whether in class or after class, and asked him from time to time when he would write it, but every time he would only get the reply "wait a minute".

"Are you playing tricks on me again?" Yu Xingyue tried to attack him with Lao Ren's death glare, intimidating him with his eyes.

"No, I'm thinking about it." Jiang Chi suppressed the smile on his face, "I'll write it for you after this class."

Only then was Yu Xingyue reluctantly satisfied.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Yu Xingyue came up to him immediately, stared at him passionately, and used his eyes to indicate to him whether he should do something.

With his earnest expectation, Jiang Chi finally spread out the draft paper and began to write. The first line he wrote in elegant and graceful handwriting was: "I have deeply realized my mistakes. I shouldn't..."

"Why do I have to write such a humble thing? What did I do wrong? It's all because Mr. Ren is so aggressive and petty, and he won't be magnanimous and let me go..."

"Okay, stop talking." Jiang Chi stopped writing and pushed away his head. "This is written for Lao Ren. Otherwise, you can write it yourself."

"And you can't write it when you see me."

Yu Xingyue didn't believe it and came closer to take a look. Seeing that Jiang Chi really gave up, he pinched him angrily. Jiang Chi was unmoved and didn't respond to him as if he had no sense of pain. He had no choice but to hide in the hole in the table and check his phone in boredom.

He clicked on the campus circle, hoping to see what new and interesting things had happened, but he didn't expect that the first post was a photo taken by some bastard of him being scolded by Ren Zhengfei. The popularity of the photo remained high, attracting a lot of discussion.

Why don't you tell lies and distort the facts at this time!

Yu Xingyue was so ashamed and angry that he felt like he was going to faint.

He came here to have fun, but he ended up becoming the fun himself, and it was even on the headlines. This was truly a shame and he became famous.

At this time, he hated the unscrupulous reporters for not being competent enough, reporting the facts truthfully when they should have, and making changes and adding extra details when they shouldn't have.

Can't it be a battle of wits between him and Nintendo? Make him look like a fool.

Yu Xingyue was so furious that he could not stay in the hole in the table any longer. He tried to stand up, but forgot that he was bending over, and slammed into the table with a thud.

"Ah, it hurts—"

This made him almost cry, and he covered his head and gasped.

"what happened?"

Seeing Jiang Chi coming over to ask about the situation, he got angry as soon as he saw him and said unhappily: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that I hit my head?"

I've been unlucky whenever I've met him recently. Nothing good has happened to me. It must be all because of him. Yu Xingyue is determined to take double the revenge.

Jiang Chi automatically filtered out his bad words and translated them into his headache. He touched the area he was covering and said softly, "Let me rub it for you." Then he pressed down.

"Ah - it hurts -" the scream attracted more people's attention.

Yu Xingyue was about to jump up in pain, not caring what others thought.

He slapped Jiang Chi's hand away, feeling like tears were about to fall: "Are you doing this on purpose? I don't want you to be so fake!"