Scum attack all over the world [Quick Transmigration]

The boy who looked similar to Gu Zhaoxie stood by the glass door of the balcony as if forced to stand, bowed his head to admit his mistake, and 123 ignored him, which was worse than 123 hating him.

The robot in the kitchen is frying eggs. The shape of the poached eggs is a very complete circle. The temperature inside is just right, full of smoke, not as cold as outside.

"Sorry……"

At the beginning, he didn't think it was a serious matter, he just tried it for fun, and he didn't know it was wrong until 123 went dormant.

Han Yao's eyes fell on the hovering tall buildings not far away, maybe because of the lack of electricity, he didn't have much strength to move, and he couldn't even speak well.

Gu Zihang only wanted to get 123's forgiveness now, he wanted to hold 123's hand, but saw the damaged wound, his hand stopped, staring blankly for a long time.

Then he retreated silently.

[The negative value is eliminated by 20.00%, and the points increase by [-]. The total points are now: [-]. ] The system reminded one sentence: [The reduction of negative value and empathy will bring more help~(≧▽≦)/~]

—Twenty points to go.

Gu Zihang didn't have the face to hold his hand, this was caused by himself.

He stood in the wind in thin pajamas for a long time, until his hands and feet were cold, and he was already late for school, and the teacher's phone call would be sent to his parents' mobile phone when he was late for a class.

Gu Zihang's face was a little dry from the wind, and he never moved his eyes from 123: "123..."

It is too easy for him to be liked, so no matter how much others like him, he will not care. He is used to being sought after, used to being the focus, and once he is ignored by others, he will care very much.

He has never liked anyone before, and only 123 has brought him the feeling of electric current passing through the border, so he doesn't know how to get along with him correctly.

Maybe it was God's retribution, Gu Zihang thought so himself, when he threw someone else's love letter with the fragrance of petals into the trash can, it might be doomed for him to pass this test.

Gu Zihang felt that even if 123 scolded him, don't refuse to talk to him. This is really difficult: "I'm sorry, I won't do such a thing again in the future."

Due to the lack of battery, Han Yao didn't answer a word from the beginning to the end. Gu Zihang was so frustrated that he waited for almost half an hour.

In the end, he went indoors and changed into his school uniform. He took a piece of bread and went to school first. He bit down so hard that he almost bit his tongue, which made him gasp.

The school is not far away, ten minutes away, when Gu Zihang arrived at the school, he was only halfway through the first class.

He sat down on his seat, staring blankly at the blackboard, and those winding mathematical curves turned into a particularly handsome face in his sight.

Everything is 123.

The whole morning class was spent in Gu Zihang's distraction. Before class in the afternoon, the vice chairman of the Propaganda Committee specially came to call him. Immediately at two o'clock, foreign guests from foreign schools came to visit the school and asked him to receive them.

"understood."

This matter was arranged last week, but he lacked interest, mainly because the principal could not speak French, so instead of letting the robot translate by the side, it is better to find a student to introduce.

The vice-chairman talked non-stop all the way, his mouth had no valves, it was the same in the Propaganda Department, giving a speech on stage could squeeze out the principal's time.

When walking to the auditorium on the road, he saw a group of people on the stone steps of the school.

It was Gu Zhaoxie and his class.

Gu Zihang and Gu Zhaoxie are not in the same class, and because Gu Zihang is very busy, he is not seen many times at school, and the number of encounters is also very small.

He glanced at it from a distance, isn't it time for class, what is Gu Zhaoxie doing there?

Those few people obviously skipped classes. As for Gu Zhaoxie, when did he learn to skip classes?

Gu Zihang raised his foot and walked over, the vice chairman followed him, looked towards the greenway, a little strange: "Zihang, what are you doing there, the foreign guests will arrive soon, we have to hurry over."

"President!" Seeing Gu Zihang approaching, several men and women warmly greeted him, "Aren't you going to class now?"

Gu Zihang looked at Gu Zhaoxie without answering a word.The enthusiasm of several people was a bit embarrassing, and the vice chairman explained for him: "The president will go to the principal's business later, so he won't go to class."

Several people responded: "It's really busy."

Gu Zihang would pretend to those in need, and these people should be kept out of the circle. He did not hide his own snobbery at all, and admitted it very straightforwardly.

But there are still many people who think that President Gu is approachable, and the gifts that are full of drawers will either be divided up by classmates, or they will go into the recycling bin, anyway, he will not eat a bite himself.

Gu Zihang looked at Gu Zhaoxie in the wheelchair, his whole body was drenched with water. In this weather, it is a ghost if he is not sick, and he can know what happened here without using his brain.

"Did they pour water on you?"

Gu Zhaoxie's lips turned white from the cold, and he lowered his head tremblingly, dripping water from his sleeves.Because of bad behavior, Gu Zhaoxie can only suffer no matter what he encounters.

These people just wanted to find a place to vent their anger, so Gu Zhaoxie became their target.

There is no place more like a small society than a school, with everyone playing their due roles, good leaders at the top of the pyramid, their followers, ordinary people, and the bottom.

Gu Zihang turned his head, frowned at the gangsters, "You should know what price you should pay for your actions?"

A yellow-haired man with stud earrings smiled and said, "Don't, president, we are playing around. If you don't believe me, ask Gu Zhaoxie if we are playing? It's just a joke."

Another person slapped Gu Zhaoxie: "Yes, our boss was just joking. As soon as we saw him getting cold, our brothers immediately surrounded him to keep him warm."

"That's right, the school still doesn't allow friendly interactions between classmates, even if the principal is here." They were forcing Gu Zhaoxie to admit that this incident was just a joke.

After all, if there is a big trouble, the consequences are still very serious, and no one wants to take responsibility.

Gu Zhaoxie didn't say a word, there was water under the wheelchair, and the water from the tips of her hair flowed down her neck into her collar.

This group of hooligans will only let the victim admit that this is just a joke to avoid punishment.

If the victim says something they don't want to hear at this time, the subsequent bullying will be more serious.

Gu Zihang watched the group of people laughing, and all the suffocation of the morning came out at once. He slapped away the hand of the bastard Gu Zhaoxie, and turned to the man with the earrings: "Joke? What are you farting?"

The man with the earrings was humiliated in front of his younger brother. Just now, this time, he felt very shameless, his face was wrinkled like dried orange peel, and he sneered: "President... isn't this a joke..."

Leader Gu Zihang is used to it, and he is able to crush those minions with every move: "The confinement room and the teaching stick, go to the Disciplinary Committee by yourself."

There's no need for him to waste time on this group of people. Foreign guests are coming soon, so he has no time to spend here.

The man with the earrings and the minions scolded and looked at each other in blank dismay.

A person kicked away a small stone on the ground, and complained in a low voice: "This is nothing, the president of the student council is amazing, the chairman is amazing..."

Why is my luck so bad today, I ran into the president of the student union before I did anything else, and now I have to go to the Disciplinary Committee to get a punishment. If I don't get punished, not only the whole school notifies me to meet the parents at the general meeting, but also I have to suspend school.

The eyes behind the glasses of the Vice Chairman of the Propaganda Department glanced at him: "Is it insulting the student cadres?"

The other people immediately waved their hands, indicating that they made a mistake, and came over to apologize: "He is not in a good mood, I am really sorry to offend you, I am sorry for President Gu, I am sorry for the vice chairman, let's go to the Disciplinary Committee."

A few people left in despair. In the building of the Academic Affairs Office, the Disciplinary Committee is full of old men with old-fashioned ideas. In addition to corporal punishment, they will also chant all kinds of sutras, which is very annoying. Some people even go where, I'd rather be coached a few more times, and I don't want to meet those retired old men.

Everyone has left, so there is no need to stay any longer.

There is a small pond next to the stone-step greenway, which is probably the water there.

Looking at Gu Zhaoxie's appearance, Gu Zihang blocked his mouth with a lot of accusing words, lingered on the tip of his tongue, and finally did not say it.

--never mind.

He threw his school uniform jacket on Gu Zhaoxie's wheelchair and left with the vice chairman.

Gu Zhaoxie's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly grabbed the school uniform in his hand. The water from his hair dripped onto the school badge. He wiped the water with his hand and rolled up the school uniform.

When he raised his eyes, Gu Zihang had already walked away, the vice chairman was talking to him beside him, and he occasionally added a sentence or two, not as if he really wanted to chat.

——Are you going to receive foreign guests...

Gu Zhaoxie watched his shadow disappear before pushing the wheelchair to the locker room.

He let out a long sigh of relief, his teeth were chattering from the cold just now, he has no time to think about other things now, he has to change his clothes quickly, otherwise he might catch a cold.

He opened the cabinet door, and the scene of 123 giving him an umbrella that day appeared in his mind.

I don't know if the 123 is fully charged...

Inside the family apartment on the 52nd floor.

The tuxedo robot stood in the living room, looking around to see where it needed to be cleaned or tidied up. He changed into a set of home clothes to better adapt to the environment, and he packed the clothes he brought into a silver and white box well.

When Han Yao was charging, he tidied up the house without stopping for a moment. The whole room was spotless, the floor was polished very brightly, and every place exuded the smell of cleanliness.

Even the folds of the back of the sofa have been smoothed out, making it extremely tidy at first glance.

This is why humans are so enthusiastic about robots now.

The breakfast is ready and served, and I greet the host with a good temper every day. I never get angry, and I do all the homework, homework and housework.

The full-time nanny hired by the Gu family was expensive, and it was only for breakfast and dinner.

An apron-clad robot with a tomato and a knife in his hands is preparing a planned dinner for two, and the robot won't let itself stop unless there's really nothing else going on.

Although Han Yao's body is also a robot, but after all, it is too old to be referenced, and it is not waterproof. Unlike today's robots, there are all kinds of robots, and their functions are completely different from his.

The robot finished cooking dinner and put it in an incubator to keep it warm.

Feeling his power consumption, he went to the corner of the living room, where there was a plug, and he plugged in the charger for himself.

The plug-in port is behind his waist, and after plugging it in, he just stays there like a mushroom, and after two beeps, a red light lights up on the logo behind his ear: "It's charging, please don't touch it~"

The author has something to say: eliminate the negative value_(:з」∠)_