Quickly travel through the lucky system, the boss is omnipotent

After the college entrance examination, the school will be on holiday.

Yan Ying stood downstairs in the town with a suitcase of books: "Finally home."

Xie Hu seemed to have smoked two catties of opium, and his words were weak: "I swear, I will definitely sleep hard for ten days and ten nights."

The two said goodbye in the corridor. Yan Ying walked into the house and found that the TV was on and the house was empty. Well, parents should go to work.

The door opened with a "creak", and as far as the eye could see, the books on a table were gone. There were checkers on it, an old-fashioned game console, and clothes were thrown all over the floor.

Also, the layout of the room has been changed to another style, and the whole room presents a dirty, messy, poor visual sense, Yan Ying's complexion turned black, and she gritted her teeth: "Song, Zi, Jian——"

Song Zijian, who was playing games, suddenly heard someone calling his name again, and just turned around to receive a heavy blow.

"Ugly girl, what are you doing?"

"I warn you, this is my home, this is my room, please be polite to me, otherwise, I will fight back!" Song Zijian rubbed his chin, hiss~, it really hurts.

Yan Ying glared angrily: "Then I'll tell you, this room is mine if I live in it. Now, immediately, throw all your trash out."

Song Zijian hugged the game console that had been spent for more than half a month, bluffing: "How dare you—"

Yan Ying started directly, telling him the facts, I really dare.

"Ugly girl, put it down for me." Song Zijian immediately put down the game console and went to compete for checkers. After all, he took advantage of his long arms to stop Yan Ying.

"Step aside"

"don't let"

While the two were struggling, Song Zijian only felt that his hand seemed to have touched a soft spot. He lowered his head and saw that the young girl had completely faded away, like a ripe peach. With a whoosh, she blushed completely .

The heat was rising, his nose was itchy, something was about to flow down, Song Zijian reacted, and rushed straight to the faucet at the speed of an 800-meter race.

It's too hot and he's got a nosebleed! ! !

Seeing him running away with his ass on fire, Yan Ying shook her head and rolled her eyes, then packed all the things on the table and threw them on Song Zijian's bed in the guest room.

I gave the house a thorough cleaning, and finally found her previous workbooks, books, and hugging bears in a box in the corner.

Song's mother and Song's father came home together, and she still carried two catties of pork ribs in her hand, Yingying's favorite food.

Song's mother: "Yingying, have you got your college entrance examination results yet?"

Father Song: "How did you do in the exam?"

Yan Ying took out her report card and showed a proud smile: "No.1 in the province, I am the number one in the college entrance examination."

"Hey, Yingying, you're really proud of me." Song Ma excitedly gave Yan Ying a big bear hug. She thought this girl was unusual at the beginning. Look, the number one in the college entrance examination is amazing.

Song's father laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Okay, okay, okay, this afternoon, let's drink one as a family, and give Yingying to celebrate her success in Longmen, the number one scholar in high school."

Father Song is an old pedant at first, but the two sons he gave birth to, the eldest was enlisted in the army early, and now he has been promoted, so it is impossible to turn back now, and the second child does not know what kind of wind he is, he is clearly out of his mind It's very good, but he always does some inconspicuous things. In the end, no one inherits the mantle of his Song family's scholarly family.

He never thought that he would rest his mind, and God sent him another good seedling who was studying, and he couldn't help but feel happy, the whole person was as happy as drinking cold soda in June.

Happy to be happy, but as an elder, Yingying is at an important crossroads in life choices, so he still has to give appropriate opinions and suggestions: "Which university does Yingying plan to apply for this time?"

Yan Ying set her goal early: "Department of Foreign Languages, Peking University"

Father Song pondered for a moment and said: "In the future, it would be a good job to be an interpreter. In our country, there are still too few people who know English. The root cause is that the country is weak. It is very good to learn from the barbarians and use their skills to control the barbarians. is a good target”

Yan Ying smiled, and asked some other questions, and Father Song explained them to her in detail.

At the dinner table, Song's mother kept making pork ribs for Yan Ying, while Song's father told Yan Ying about her school affairs, especially girls, who were studying abroad alone. As the saying goes, close neighbors are not as good as distant relatives. not much...

Although Yan Ying understands all these principles, she is also deeply moved by Father Song's care like a father's love. She raised her glass and touched Father Song, "Thank you."

At the dinner table, Yan Ying obviously became the center of care from her parents. Song Zijian was no stranger to such a scene.

He didn't know why, in just two years, this ugly girl whom he had sniffed at became so powerful, even he couldn't say against his will that she was ugly, it was just a previous habit that couldn't be changed for a while.

The book said: "There is a poem in my stomach, and I am proud of it. It should be her."

After Yan Ying's college entrance examination was over, she planned to take advantage of the summer vacation to relax herself, but she always felt that someone was secretly watching her, raising her eyes to catch that sneaky gaze, and it was Song Zijian again, what the hell was he going to do?

"Yan Ying, I..." The young man's feelings were inexplicable. Song Zijian stood in front of Yan Ying. He clearly wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Suddenly, Yan Ying only felt a powerful force driving her. Although it was only a few seconds, Yan Ying still showed horror in her eyes: "What is this force?"

After Yan Ying came back to her senses, she saw Song Zijian on the opposite side leaving the house like a wooden man who had lost his soul. Seeing him through the glass, the place where he was going away should be the health center?

"System? What happened?" Yan Ying called the system in her mind.

The mysterious cloud pattern on the arm flickered: "Host, this is the second world plot revision, the system has captured the source of this strange force, and it is being traced..."

Yan Ying frowned and said, "What's wrong with the heroine?"

Xuan Yun appeared in mid-air, and called up a monitoring screen and said: "After the previous plot revision, the heroine has returned to her original character of repaying all grudges and repaying favors, and began her revenge on the scumbags." Male, the plot of cruelly torturing Bailian's best friend"

"When the host was in high school, the heroine Yan Xin married the bamboo horse hero Xu Zhuo, but after marriage, the heroine Yan Xin met the wicked mother-in-law and the best sister-in-law, and they quarreled endlessly at home. This time, it was because of the hero's salary. , the heroine was pushed down by the evil mother-in-law, almost had a miscarriage, and then the heroine began to blacken."

Yan Ying was silent for a moment: "What about Song Zijian?"

The white light on the system flashed, and continued, "As an affectionate supporting actor, his task is to be a tool for giving money to the heroine when she is in the most difficult time."

Yan Ying glanced at the coat that the male partner threw on the chair, then took out 150 yuan from his pocket, and said silently: "The male partner probably doesn't have any money with him now."

The system's small body turned around in mid-air: ...