I don't fall in love [System]

Ji Mengran shook his head, "Even a crane like Gu Shifeng is working hard, I really shouldn't spend time and energy on this kind of thing... Let's talk about it after the college entrance examination."

Bai Jiajia frowned slightly, seeing that Ji Mengran had already spread out the book and started to do the questions, he could only swallow what he wanted to say.

Song Wei heard this from afar, covered his mouth and laughed, "You're pretty good at brainwashing."

Gu Shifeng glanced at him, without saying a word, he spread the book and pushed it in front of him, "Check the question."

Gu Baba is now very active in his studies. Not only will he take the initiative to ask to check the questions, but the time spent sleeping in class has also been reduced by one-third. Song Wei happily picked up the pen, and just after ticking a few questions, Wang Weiwei and the physics teacher came When I got to the class, I walked straight towards him.

"Song Wei, come out with us, I have something to talk to you about." Wang Weiwei said.

Song Wei put down her pen and followed them out to a secluded corner.

The physics teacher had his hands behind his back, his wrinkled face was still serious, "I hope you will participate in this national physics competition."

"Ah?" Song Wei was taken aback, but he had never participated in such a national competition, and he was not interested in participating.

What's more, he came to the parallel world on vacation, and now he has a new thing about dating, so he is really busy, okay?

"You kid, why don't you know how to cherish opportunities." Seeing that he seemed unwilling, Wang Weiwei was a little anxious, "If you get the No. I realized that as long as I can compete for a good ranking for the school, I can also get a lot of bonuses."

Hearing the word bonus, Song Wei's eyes lit up immediately.

The original owner has been excellent in grades these years, and has already won the "Municipal Excellent Student". If he can really get No.1 this time, there is a 70.00% chance of being awarded the "Provincial Outstanding Student", which also means that he has the hope of being recommended. qualifications.

If he gets the qualification for escort, he won't have to pretend to be a sea of ​​questions every day for the rest of the time, and he can save more time to make money and give his grandma an extra guarantee.

Seeing how thoughtful he was, Wang Weiwei guessed that he might be thinking about whether it would delay his studies and the issue of cost.

"You are also representing the school when you participate in the competition. All the expenses must be borne by the school. But it must take part of your energy, so you need to allocate your own time." After all, even though this kind of competition is marked as "middle school students", In fact, there are many super-class topics related to university physics and advanced mathematics.

If you don't have a solid foundation and a smart mind, you may not even be able to pass the preliminaries.But the school is very relieved about Song Wei's grades. Before they came to talk to him, several physics teachers at the school got together and dug out the backups of Song Wei's test papers from the past few years. What worries me is those super-level questions.

"I'll go." Song Wei suddenly raised his head, "But teacher, I have to take a day off and need to buy some materials. And I remember that the preliminaries are at the end of this month, and the time is a bit too tight."

The physics teacher sighed, "This is a competition for the third year of high school, but you can also participate in the preliminaries for the second year of high school. I didn't say it before because I was afraid of delaying your studies, but your physics scores this time are very good, so the school proposed to let you participate."

In fact, the physics teacher didn't tell the truth. In the past, Song Wei couldn't fart with a few sticks. He just lowered his head gloomyly every day and didn't even say a word. Who can rest assured that he represented the school in the competition.But now that the class has changed, the person seems to have changed, so the school has the idea of ​​letting him go out to win glory.

Knowing that Song Wei was short of money, Wang Weiwei agreed to leave Song Wei when he agreed, and then gave him 200 yuan with his physics teacher to buy materials and nutritional supplements to nourish his body.

Song Wei hurriedly waved the money back, and asked inexplicably, "Mr. Wang, if I win the championship school, can I also give a bonus?"

The physics teacher slapped him directly on the head, "We'll wait until you win the prize, brat."

Wang Weiwei pursed his lips and smiled, "Yes, the school board will have an award fund, and will reward you according to your quota."

Song Wei didn't come to class that afternoon, and threw a bunch of homework to Gu Shifeng. He went to the Xinhua Bookstore with his schoolbag on his back, picked up some books on general physics and basic advanced mathematics in college, and was about to order college textbooks online. Gu Shifeng's call came.

"Where is it? I found some books for you, and you can see if it's useful."

Song Weiyi couldn't help wagging his tail when he heard Gu Shifeng's voice, holding his mobile phone and muttering, "I'm in the bookstore in the city center—"

Before the last coquettish "what" could be said, his throat got stuck.

The system in my mind issued a sharp alarm, "The world is under an unknown attack, please prepare the host to withdraw mental power."

Song Wei's heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and he was struggling hard. He drank some broth now, and he didn't even eat the meat residue. He didn't want to leave, and once the mental power was withdrawn, this body would appear Sudden death, Gu Shifeng is coming soon, he will be sad if he sees himself dead...

This was the first time he deeply realized that the two of them were people from different worlds.

Song Wei had never encountered a similar situation. He stood there helplessly, unable to think of any way to deal with it, and if the outside world forcibly stopped the shuttle, he would have no chance to stop it.

"I won't go." Song Wei gritted his teeth and said firmly, "I've only talked about one-tenth of my love life as promised."

The system still issued the "Dididi" alarm sound, which became more and more sharp and amplified in my mind.

Song Wei's face was pale, and he covered his head in pain and squatted on the ground.

The customers passing by saw that he seemed unwell, and they all stopped and asked with concern, but these voices penetrated into Song Wei's mind like sharp arrows, causing bursts of stinging pain, and he felt that his whole brain was about to burst.He really wanted to tell them to stop talking, but he couldn't make a sound. It was as if he was thrown into a closed transparent space, and all his perceptions except pain were sealed.

"Song Wei!"

The familiar voice was like Moses dividing the sea, cutting the voices of the crowd and reaching his ears very clearly.

"Song Wei, you look at me, can you hear me?" Gu Shifeng knelt on one knee and clasped the boy's shoulder tightly.

The stinging pain rolling in his mind receded quickly like a tide, and the noisy voice suddenly quieted down. Song Wei let go of his hands holding his head, and looked up at Gu Shifeng. Although his face was still not good, the painful expression was gone. His lips were grievously deflated, as if he was about to cry.

Gu Shifeng hugged him into his arms, patted his back to comfort him, "Okay, okay, it's okay, are you okay? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Song Wei rubbed his face against his chest, and the uneasiness in his heart did not diminish. He could feel the instability of the mission world and system.

"Brother Tong, how are you doing?"

"I'm going, the data almost collapsed." The system was bluffing, as if it was quite frightened.

Song Wei hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes widened again in surprise, and a line of simple words appeared in his mind: [You are suffering from collection addiction. 】

System: "Gu Shifeng's love value has reached 35%, and he has entered the third stage of his love life "Sick Love Syndrome". The above tasks need to continue until the next task is issued."

Song Wei was so frightened that he hugged Gu Shifeng even tighter, and yelled at the system: "What the hell is the difference between this and a pervert? Did you just smoke and send the wrong mission?"

"No."

"I won't do it! I just want a small and fresh love."

That's why the system didn't threaten him with "in situ explosion-explosion", but said: "The parallel world was indeed attacked just now, but the task has been issued and cannot be taken back, but since the 'collection addiction' is too much a test of acting skills, I will treat you Make some minor adjustments to your current state of mind.”

As soon as the words fell, Song Wei felt that his forehead was shocked by electricity, and then a strong longing surged in his heart, especially wanting to touch Gu Shifeng, and then...then pick a button from him, or pull out the root hair What, secretly hide.

Fuck, how could I have such a thought!terrible!

He gently pushed Gu Shifeng away, with a pale face looking for excuses for his strangeness just now, "I just suddenly have a headache, maybe I have a cold... I'm fine." Then he looked at the people around him, "Thank you everyone Relationship."

Seeing that he was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and soon dispersed.

"Is it really okay?" Gu Shifeng held onto his hand, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people.

Song Wei gritted his teeth and shook his head, said something and wanted to find a few books before slipping away. He ran to the psychological book area, looked back at Gu Shifeng who was about to approach, and quickly took a copy of " Basic Psychology.

Follow the directory to find the answer you are looking for: collection addiction, also known as storage addiction, also known as compulsive storage disorder, hoarding disorder, Collier Brothers Syndrome, people with this disease are afraid of throwing things away, crazy It is a kind of mental illness to store items indecently.

Intuition told him that his problem should only be aimed at Gu Shifeng.

When Gu Shifeng approached, the young man was looking at the ceiling with a look of lovelessness, and there was one word all over his body - mourning.

Can he not be mourned? He was a positive successor to communism, but suddenly he became crazy.Thankfully though, he's here to stay, and that's enough.

Song Wei stretched out his hand to hold Gu Shifeng's fingers, pursed his lips, and asked in pain: "If I have... disease, would you still like me?"

Gu Shifeng: "..."

Gu Shifeng sat down beside him, inserted his fingers into the boy's soft black hair and rubbed it, "I like it, I like everything about you."

Song Wei knew that the other party might just think of him as a whim, but he still felt a lot more at ease. Gu Shifeng didn't dislike it, and he was afraid of a fart.