Why do you have a crush on me again

When he got home, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

He put the key in the door lock, and the door opened, and a middle-aged woman looked at him anxiously.

"Xiao Bei! What the hell did you do! Come home so late! Did you run to the game console room!"

"I didn't! I didn't go to the console room!"

The person in front of him who was about to pinch Qu Yun's ears was Liang Ru, the mother of the identity "Mo Xiaobei" he had taken up in this world.She is a corporate accountant, and she is busy at the end of the month and the end of the year. She may not spend as much time at home as other parents, but she dotes on Mo Xiaobei very much. It is conceivable to see Mo Xiaobei getting fat like this.

As for Mo Xiaobei's father, he was a senior engineer and well-known in the industry, but he often worked in other places.

Today too, only Liang Ru and Mo Xiaobei had dinner together.

Look at the dishes on the table, a pot of braised pork, steamed fish, and green vegetables. In this age, Qu Yun can eat such meals almost every day. Qu Yun is really glad that he can become Mo Xiaobei.

But before Qu Yun could swallow his saliva, Ms. Liang Ru grabbed her ears.

He is good at everything, but he likes to hold people's ears, which needs to be improved!

"What about the five yuan I gave you this morning? This is your breakfast money for two days. How much is left now?"

Liang Ru still suspects that he went to the game room!

He wanted to go, but the money was given to Cheng Zhi, so he couldn't go!

"I had two dollars and a half left... but I lost it when I left school..."

Surely I can't say that I donated my five yuan to Cheng Zhi just to strike up a conversation with Ling Mo!Otherwise, Liang Ru might not be pulling her own ears, but carrying a kitchen knife to find Cheng Zhi!

"lost?"

"Hmm... I searched around the school several times... I still couldn't find it..." Qu Yun said aggrievedly.

He really felt aggrieved, after all, the five yuan didn't buy pancakes, fruit jelly, or noodles, and didn't go into the game room, but gave it to Cheng Zhi!Even if Cheng Zhi bought cigarettes, he couldn't smoke them himself!

Liang Ru let go of her hand immediately, hugged Qu Yun and rubbed it for a long time: "Why are you so stupid! Where can I get the money back if I lost it? Tell your mother, she will give it to you again!"

"But I said it, how can I prove that I lost it?"

"What proof do you want! Mom believes in you!"

Eh?Didn't you just swear that I brought money into the game room?

"Come on! Eat dinner quickly! Don't be sad!"

Qu Yun looked at the bulging bowl of rice in front of him, and sighed in his heart: After walking with Ling Mo for so long, it was a waste of calories.

After dinner, Qu Yun sat in front of his small desk and pretended to open the exercise paper. Anyway, apart from Chinese, other mathematics Pythagorean Theorem, the reflection of physical light, English cloze, he looked very good. Familiar...but don't remember.

This is the rhythm to finish.

I think when I enlisted in the army, I drank a few pots of beer with my scumbag friends to celebrate that I no longer have to take exams!

But he never expected that if he did it all over again, this would still be a hurdle he couldn't get past.

In the past, the teacher always told them that if you work hard, you will be rewarded if you work hard.But the more he grows up, the more he understands that many times hard work will not yield results.

Just like him in the past, the harder he studied, the farther away he was from the correct answer.

As for Ling Mo, he didn't need to do papers until the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and he was physically and mentally exhausted by memorizing formulas. He still became an outstanding virologist in the world and an aircraft carrier among geniuses more than ten years later.

When Qu Yun's real world was attacked by a virus called "Hale", the whole world fell into panic, and the research of elites from all over the world was stuck in a bottleneck. Ling Mo drank tea for half a month and stayed up for a few days. He led his team to find the virus antibody and developed a vaccine.

But less than an hour after he boarded the plane with his research results, the plane broke down. Fortunately, the pilot's skills were good, and he barely landed in a mountain forest.

Ling Mo's assistant died on the spot, and several other team members could not reach Ling Mo's height and could not recover his research.

But Ling Mo's head was hit and he fell into a deep coma.

And the box he was carrying was set with a password. I heard that the computer needs to calculate at least ten years to try all the possibilities to open the box.And that box is highly heat-resistant and impact-resistant, and cannot be opened unless there is a password. It is a masterpiece of the most advanced technology company Juli Group.And this masterpiece shuts down the hopes of humanity.

At the same time, the "Hale" virus, a contact hemorrhagic fever, has developed to the point where it can be transmitted through the air, and the number of deaths per minute is rising sharply.

Modern medicine cannot awaken Ling Mo, so Juli Group, which funded Ling Mo's laboratory, launched another project of theirs that is still in the experimental process-deep thinking.

Although Ling Mo fell into a severe coma, part of his brain was still active. Using the "deep thinking" neuron docking technology, one person's thinking could enter another's thinking.

The Juli Group sent psychologists, neurologists, and Ling Mo's team members into his mind, but in the end it neither woke him up, nor did he think about any code clues about the antibody samples in his mind.

One day, when Qu Yun was at home on vacation after finishing his mission, squinting his eyes and smoking a cigarette, shaking his legs while watching the news about the "Hale" virus on TV, his doorbell rang.

Dr. Jiang Cheng, the person in charge of the "Deep Thinking" project, approached him and invited Qu Yun to join the project on behalf of Song Zhi, chairman of Juli Group, to enter Ling Mo's subconscious.

"Why did you choose me? I don't understand viruses, I don't understand the thinking of a genius, and I'm still a scumbag—it's impossible for me to chat with that virologist named Ling Mo!" Qu Yun was extremely puzzled.

"Because you performed six rescue missions during the peacekeeping period, and according to our investigation, you are optimistic by nature. I believe you will impress Professor Ling."

Jiang Cheng's confidence in him came from somewhere.

"Can I say no? Or are cigarettes and beer more suitable for me."

What the hell is "natural optimism"?

Just as Qu Yun was about to sit back on his sofa, Jiang Cheng handed Qu Yun a photo on his phone.

"This is your partner and your observer, Dayong Chen. He was infected with the Hale virus on the bus home to visit relatives. You have 72 hours. After 72 hours, you will change observers."

Qu Yun stood there in a daze, Chen Dayong hadn't handed over all his secrets to seduce girls, how could he hang up?

If Chen Dayong dies, who will talk to him to relieve boredom when performing tasks in the future?Who will feed the mosquitoes with him and have a bloody misfortune?He stabbed the basket, who will make it up for him?

"72 hours...isn't that enough?"

"In Professor Ling's brain, time is different from that in the real world. You feel like you have spent a year or two, but in the real world, it may only be 5 minutes."

All of this seems like a fantasy to Qu Yun, but he knows that the Juli Group has always been at the forefront of human technology, and there are even rumors that they have developed space compression technology and realized the exploration of other worlds.

Therefore, "deep thinking" is not science fiction at all for Juli Group.

"Then what should I pay attention to when I enter Ling Mo's subconscious? What if he resists me and kills me?"

"Then you remember three points. First, the so-called subconscious mind is a reflection of real life. Everyone you see, everything that happens, has appeared or happened in reality, and may Because of the entry of you or other rescuers, there is a slight deviation from reality. But Professor Ling will guide everything to the ending it should happen based on his own experience in reality.”

"What about the second point?"

"In Professor Ling's subconscious mind, no matter what happens, you have to protect him. You must not let him die in your subconscious mind. If something like that happens...he won't be able to wake up at all." Jiang Cheng's eyes were very serious .

And Qu Yun also felt the severity of this principle.

"I remember. But what if I die?"

"You will exit his subconscious mind, and the conscious deep dive ends."

"I won't be a fool or won't wake up?"

Although his team leader had collapsed more than once and said "Qu Yun, you are a fucking idiot", Qu Yun is still optimistic that his IQ is definitely in the middle of the pyramid.

"Absolutely not."

"What about the last point?"

"In the end, Professor Ling is the host of his own consciousness, but no one can completely control his subconscious mind, and we will send you into his most superficial level of consciousness. How deep he can dive depends on how deep he can accept you. To what extent. We can't guarantee which role you will become in his consciousness, but based on our previous experience, it shouldn't be an important person."

So... Qu Yun entered Ling Mo's subconscious for the first time, and became his middle school classmate, a scumbag and a fat man.

...It really wasn't an important person.

In the morning of the next day, Qu Yun got up as soon as he heard the alarm clock. Everything was like instinct. He folded the quilt into square tofu cubes, and then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Liang Ru was wearing an apron, and when she knocked on her son's door, she was slightly taken aback.

Since a month ago, my son no longer needed her to shake the pot and knock the pot when he got up in the morning, and even the quilt was neatly folded.Liang Ru studied for a while in front of the bed, how did his son Mo Xiaobei fold the quilt like a piece of tofu?

In the past, Mo Xiaobei always set the alarm clock at 06:30, and didn't get up until almost seven o'clock, but for Qu Yun now, how kind it is to get up at 06:30!

In the team before, he often received instructions to go out on missions as soon as the quilt was warmed up. Now, as Mo Xiaobei, Qu Yun can sleep until the light of day, what a happy thing!

Ah, he found another benefit of being fat, which is sleeping well.

Although I don't know if there is any scientific basis, in Qu Yun's impression, the fat man always seems to sleep well.

The author has something to say: DAY2:

Qu Yun: I am optimistic that fat people always sleep well!

Ling Mo: Do ​​you still want to sleep with me?

Qu Yun: You can even eat a fat man, do you have the self-esteem to be an aircraft carrier of human intelligence?

Ling Mo: When you were fat, you were steamed stuffed buns, but when you lost weight, you were like shrimp siu mai. Whether I can eat it or not has nothing to do with my self-esteem, it's just my appetite.

Qu Yun: The sky is blind, let me break you!