The system makes me a good person

Hitting Song Jing will be a villain, but after a comprehensive evaluation by Yan Luodian, he believes that he has good thoughts in his heart, and as long as he has the right guidance, he can abandon evil and follow good. Just how he behaved.

According to the system assessment, people with a merit score below the passing mark are all villains, but the degree of evil is different. Song Jing's comprehensive assessment score is 16, which belongs to the category of heinous.Once you continue to be evil, and the merit value drops below 10 points, you will be directly destroyed by humanity, and the source will be snuffed out.

In order not to let life walk a tightrope, what Song Jing has to do now is to increase the merit value, not to mention immediately 60 to break away from the category of villains, but also need to get 40 points or more, so that life can be guaranteed, otherwise when will an ant be trampled to death or thrown away? It's too easy to die if he gets a piece of rubbish and deducts his merit points.

This is why Song Jing picked up the can and threw it into the trash can. He wanted the merit value, but unfortunately, the merit value did not change at all, and it was still the bloody, glaring red letter - 16.

"why?"

"Elementary school students know that they should not throw rubbish casually, and they should pick up the trash when they see it. It takes a long time to accumulate merits to reflect it. You, a high school student, expect to use the virtue of casualness to increase your merits immediately. Dreaming you."

"But this is also a good thing." Song Jing didn't understand, it's a good thing to do something easily.Then how does he know what good things to do, and doesn't issue some tasks for him to do, so that he has a direction to work hard.

The mind-reading system said directly: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. My full name is Xiangshan System 1.0 Beta Version. The system reminds you to read it. You are a tester, a test field, so you understand."

"What?"

The tone of the system was harsh, and he smiled, "The beta version has bugs."

"Then your bug is too big." Song Jing looked at the system interface, it was so simple, it must have been drawn by the R&D staff on scratch paper.

"I'm telling you seriously, because it's a beta version, so I don't issue tasks, I only calculate the changes your actions have brought to the merit value, and let you watch how you become 10 bit by bit and then get destroyed. "

Song Jing was annoyed, "You have too little confidence in me, you can't see me well, you can't wait for me to die."

"Yeah, you're right. Every staff member in the Palace of Kings of Hell has a mission target. Just me, I was assigned to send five ghosts to the [-]th floor of hell every year. If you die, you will definitely be sent to the [-]th floor of hell." A layer of hell, just count me as an indicator." So, I really hope.

Song Jing, "..."

"Work hard to die, boy."

Song Jing, "..."

Song Jing, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let myself fill in your indicators. Since you have become my system, you should fulfill your responsibilities. I checked the system prompts and it said that there are standards for good people. What are the standards for me?" Say it."

There was the sound of pages being turned in a "swipe", as if the system was flipping through a book in Song Jing's mind to look up information. After a while, the system told him the standard of a good person, "The standard of a good person is not high, as long as you have the heart Good thoughts, as long as you don’t do evil things, but your situation is quite special. If you become a good person, the standard will be raised accordingly. The comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor is the foundation. Pursuit. Young man, with 60 points of merit and no upper limit, you can develop yourself into a benevolent person and make outstanding contributions to the peace and stability of the Three Realms."

"...It's very difficult."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

Feeling a little heavy, and didn't want to deal with the system for the time being, Song Jing turned around and went to the third grade classroom. It should be the last class in the morning, and he can go to the cafeteria to eat after the class. He went to the classroom to sit and think about things for a while .

"Report."

"Come in, go back to your seat and do the reading comprehension and cloze on page 38 of the workbook."

After the physics exam, I went to English. In this class, I did English exercises. The teacher handed out the answer sheet, and the students below were busy doing it. If you miss it, there will be stacks of papers on the table.

Song Jing calmly returned to his seat and sat down under the winks of Wang Bingbing and Li Gang, and stuffed the papers, English newspapers, etc. into the belly of the table, and did not take out the exercise book for the problem, but opened the The notebook does its own thing.

"Moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor are the foundation. If you don't do test papers, you are not a good student. Although it is a trivial matter, but if you do it too often, points will be deducted. Now every point deducted is a straw that crushes you. , you can think clearly."

Song Jing took a deep breath, closed the notebook that was about to summarize the various things after the emergence of Xiangshan System 1.0, found an almost brand-new exercise book, and turned to page 38.

Seeing that he took out the exercise booklet and began to do the problems honestly, the two buddies behind him were so shocked that their eyes almost went out of frame. Wang Bingbing stood up and was about to touch Song Jing's forehead to see if he was dizzy. Burned out my brain once.

"What is Wang Bingbing doing? Do the questions well and don't move around."

Wang Bingbing had a naive smile on his chubby face, he looked very shy, but from the outside, he was very honest and honest, but unfortunately this was just an appearance.

The third year of senior high school is about to face the college entrance examination, and the students have also been divided. In the science class, the first to fourth classes are full of good students. The bosses are the cadres of a certain unit. They can go abroad without studying and have better job opportunities. It is a pity that this society where parents are the starting line, and they win more than half of them as soon as they are born.

Even so, the students in Class [-] are also divided into several categories, such as Song Jing, Li Gangzhi, Wang Bingbing and other small groups who take the lead in making troubles, skipping school, fighting and making trouble, etc. It really makes the teacher a headache when they see it characters.

The head of the character who had a headache actually took the initiative to do the questions, not to mention friends who found it incredible, even the teacher couldn't help but took off his glasses and wiped them.

The English teacher is a petite female teacher, she can't control most of the students in Class [-], it's more like a decoration here, it's a quiz in class, few of them are doing the questions seriously, she's used to it up.Walking to Song Jing's side, he saw that Song Jing had ten lines at a glance, writing very quickly, and soon there was an answer in the blank.

To the teacher's surprise, the answers were eighty to nine out of ten correct. Seeing that Song Jing wrote the pen almost without thinking, she wondered if he had memorized the answers in advance.

"You failed all your homework. I thought you were a scumbag, but I didn't expect you to be a top student." The system teased that some people don't use their talents well, but they just want to find stimulation. Now it's okay, it's become Yan Luodian focused on monitoring targets.

"Just listen to the questions that you can just listen to in class. I don't know why you have to do the papers over and over again. It's boring and annoying." Song Jing frowned irritably.

The high school that Song Jing attended was the high school affiliated to Linhai University. Province G is a major province of education, and Linhai City is one of the best.To go to this high school, one must either have excellent grades, or have a wealthy and powerful family. Song Jing belongs to the latter, but he was not sent in by his parents with money, but he got in by himself, with three points higher than the admission score.

He never relied on rote memorization in his exams, but on his talent, the kind that he could do well by looking through before the exam.

Talent, sometimes really pissing people off.

Except language.

Song Jing's language is terrible, the kind that even talent can't save.

Not to mention this.

Let’s just talk about the later part of the day. Whenever Song Jing wanted to desert or do other things, the system would pop up and say that he was adding bricks and tiles to the deduction points. When his life was threatened, Song Jing had to do his best. The annoying thing, I did all the test papers issued for all subjects, which surprised my classmates and teachers, maybe Song Jing was worn by other souls after fainting...

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong! Could it really be pierced?!" Fatty Wang Bingbing stood in front of Song Jing like a wall, and poked Song Jing carefully with his fat fingers. arm, "I wet the bed when I was three years old, what's that pattern?"

Song Jing patted Wang Bingbing's finger off, and waved his hand impatiently, "I'm still talking about bed-wetting when I was a child, isn't it just a particularly round pattern, keep saying, don't be ashamed."

As soon as Li Gang stretched out his arms, he hooked Wang Bingbing around his neck from behind, like a thin monkey hanging on the wall. "He can use these to show off, but Song Jing, what's wrong with you today? If you say dizzy, you will faint, scaring us to death."

Wang Bingbing muttered to the side, "The pattern is so round that most people can't urinate."

Both Song Jing and Li Gang ignored him.

"It's okay, it's healthier to be dizzy." Song Jing held his car keys and kept raising his wrist to look at his watch. He was in a hurry to go back and sum up, sort out what happened today, and prepare for being a good person and doing good deeds to earn merit. Kung Fu chatted nonsense with two friends.

Li Gang blamed "haha" for laughing, and pointed at Song Jing, "You will tell bad jokes sometime, it's not funny at all."

"Come on, who is joking with you? I am in a hurry to go home and read a book. If you have something to talk about, flash forward if you have nothing to do."

Both Li Gangzhi and Wang Bingbing couldn't help looking up at the sky. The sky was dark and gloomy. It might rain. Song Jing, who treats his studies as bullshit, actually said that he wanted to read a book. If the sun rises tomorrow, it must be from the west. from.

"You must be joking." Li Gang scolded and winked at Song Jing, his delicate face was full of insignificance, "Let's go, let's go to Xuandong, I heard that there are some good girls here, let's see Look, by the way, let's talk about going out on the National Day, get ready first, so Brother Hei can arrange a place for us. Brother Hei is not easy to invite, I just got him to agree to meet tonight."

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The stupid author wanted to eat taro, so he shaved a few, but his hand was still itchy. In desperation, he thought of an online folk remedy to apply wind oil essence to relieve the itching. Okay, now I am allergic, and the left paw is swollen into a trotter , Crying _(:3ゝ∠)_There is no need to do this at all to relieve the itching of taro, as long as it is roasted on the fire, my mother told me afterwards.