After binding the defective product system, I became a group favorite

【Dear, actually, you want to open up a bit, everyone is the protagonist in your own life, Gu Chong is, you... 】

【To shut up. 】

Cen Yang said indifferently.

The system obediently dared not speak.

Cen Yang walked towards the school with a gloomy face. Previously, because he insisted on pursuing Gu Chong, he had an unpleasant quarrel with his family, so he simply moved to the school boarding house, but now he can only go back to the dormitory.

The beach is far away from the school, and it takes two or three hours to walk. Cen Yang didn't call for a car, and he was thinking fast while walking.

Cen Yang doesn't want to die, he wants to live, no matter what, he still has two years, so he might not be able to fight for it.

Even if it is not the world in the book, according to the idea of ​​writing a book, the hero must have a halo, money, power, status, and the most important appearance, these are the elements that must be possessed. For example, even if his personality is extremely bad, it does not affect his royal status and handsome appearance, as well as his honorable piano accomplishments.

He asked the system for verification and got a positive answer.

[Yes, this is certain, I swear in the name of the main system.In addition, dear, I applied to the main system just now, in order to make up for this mistake, the system provides you with a chance to roll the lucky dice]

Lucky dice?Cen Yang became a little interested. His system is extremely useless. He can only read one "life value" data, and the rest is just talking nonsense. This is the first time he has been buffed.

Immediately, a six-sided dice appeared in Cen Yang's hand.Cen Yang picked it up and took a look. The cube, with numbers engraved on each of its six sides, seemed to be just an ordinary dice. He couldn't help but doubt the system's so-called lucky dice, but don't wait until he is full. After the long-awaited voting was over, the system told him that he had voted and thanked him for his patronage, that would really kill him.

Even though he thought so, Cen Yang found a flat ground, folded his hands together and prayed for three seconds, then threw it on the ground!

The dice rolled around, and the upward side was originally three dots, but now it slowly floated up and dispersed into a cloud of mist in the air, and finally the mist condensed into three words:

Geeky

The mist dissipated along with the dice.

[Congratulations to the host for winning the "Glamorous" gold finger! 】

Although this golden finger sounds like Marysu's fault, it has to be said that it has played a great role in Cen Yang's follow-up work. It's a blessing in disguise, and Cen Yang feels that today is not so bad.

Cen Yang, who was in a brighter mood, called a suspension car and arrived at the school 5 minutes later. As soon as he walked to the gate, he felt the restlessness in the campus that was different from the past.

The people who came and went were chatting excitedly. From the air, Cen Yang caught the words "z4 Galaxy", "Marshal", and "the day after tomorrow".

Sensing that it might be related to Shen Yanzhi, Cen Yang casually grabbed a student from the art department who had known him before: "What are you talking about?"

When the other party saw that it was Cen Yang, he was slightly taken aback.

"Don't you know, Senior Colonel Shen is back, all the star thieves in the Z4 galaxy have been annihilated, and three livable planets and twelve mine stars have been recovered. His Majesty is going to leapfrog to promote the senior colonel, and the awarding ceremony will be the day after tomorrow!"

"The Z4 galaxy has not been fully explored because of the rampant star robbers. The position and transition point of the planet are unknown. It is really too strong for Colonel Shen to be able to wipe it all out." The art student who was stopped by Cen Yang said with emotion, " It must have been seven or eight years before and after."

The friend who was with him looked at Cen Yang: "You still don't know? We just saw it on the Internet. I thought you would have known."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, the art student poked his friend with his elbow, and said with a smile: "The award ceremony will be held in the open-air theater the day after tomorrow. I heard that the 'supervisor' has not been put away, and you can see it when the time comes. There are only four hyperspace heavy mechas, and I never thought that I would have the opportunity to get close."

"Yes," my friend echoed, "It happens that the day after tomorrow is the weekend, so go early, there will probably be a lot of people."

After bidding farewell to Cen Yang, the two left together, muttering to themselves as they walked away, "Didn't that Cen Yang be adopted by Shen Yanzhi? Why doesn't he know anything about the Shen family?"

The art student spoke in a low voice, his tone full of gloating: "You didn't know it when you just transferred. Originally, Marshal Shen treated him very well, but he didn't know which muscle was wrong. He wanted to be with Gu Chong for life and death, and with Gu Chong. The big boss broke up."

"Gu Chong? That's the political enemy of the Shen family, why would he do this?"

"Not only that, the Millennium War back then..."

"What did he think? Because of Gu Chong's status? Is Marshal Shen not high enough? Is it because of Gu Chong's handsome appearance? This is too chilling. I saw his love letter posted on the campus network two days ago. I still think he is miserable...he deserves it..."

They thought their voice was very low, but when the night breeze sent it, Cen Yang still listened a lot. He stood where he was, lowering his eyes slightly.

That's right, in the eyes of everyone, he was very stupid, he didn't know what was good or bad, he played a good hand of cards to pieces, and made everyone betray him because of Gu Chong, who was more than golden and jade... Looking back now, I don't know if it's too late.

After making up his mind, Cen Yang turned around and didn't go back to the dormitory. He turned back to the school gate and hailed a car again. After getting in the car, he entered the address of Shen's family.

The navigation system of the hover car pops up a notification: access to this destination is restricted

Cen Yang swiped his ID card, let out a clear "beep", and then a line of words popped up on the interface: setting the best route.

After a while, the suspension car started, and it drove Cen Yang to the central area where Shen's house was located. Cen Yang leaned on the seat, looking at the city scenery outside, slightly lost in thought.

The last time I saw Shen Yanzhi was half a year ago. The college organized a trip to Yaoqinxing. Cen Yang was not from the piano department—although he really wanted to come in, but when he entered school, he played the piano really badly. He left the department of his own department. The team followed Gu Chong and his friends all the way, until the return trip, when the group boarded the spaceship together, he was told by the crew that the students of each department could only take the spaceship arranged by his own department when he swiped his ID.

However, when Cen Yang went back to look for the spaceship of the sculpture department, they had already set off. The class monitor who counted the number did not count him among them, and defaulted that Cen Yang would return with the piano department.

The mischievous students didn’t know that Yaoqin star had forecasted an ion storm that morning, and all the spaceships and flights had already left. To this beautiful tourist planet, Cen Yang listened to the frantic sirens in the control tower, thinking that his borrowed life was about to be confessed, a pure black mecha passed through the atmosphere of Yaoqin and The turbulent ion flow, like a steady and reliable mountain, landed on the docking port in front of the tower.

Shen Yanzhi sent him back to school, and when he jumped off the mecha "Wu Hook" which was worshiped as a god by the people of the empire, Shen Yanzhi said the first and only sentence after seeing him.

"Yangyang, I'm sorry for your father, I didn't raise you well."

……

The hover car stopped, Cen Yang withdrew his thoughts, and saw that the sentry in the central area intercepted the hover car.Cen Yang pressed the car window and saw that the other person was a stranger, so he stretched out his wrist and motioned for him to swipe the ID card implanted in his skin: "Hello, I'm Cen Yang."

The guard took the scanner and swiped it on his wrist to read the information in the ID card: level three authority

The other party took back the scanner and said politely but forcefully: "Sorry sir, the central area is under martial law, and only two levels of authority are required to enter."

Cen Yang was taken aback. The last time he came back was a year ago. At that time, he could enter and exit only by reading his identity information, and there was no permission level set. He couldn't help asking: "Why martial law?"

The young man revealed a fair and handsome face from the hover car parked ten centimeters above the ground, his eyes widened slightly when he looked up, the pupils were black and bright, like a small animal poking out of a tree hole .

The soldier standing guard was in a trance for a moment, and was about to say nothing, but finally he woke up and said seriously: "I'm sorry."

Cen Yang thought for a while: "How about this, I'll call Uncle Shen, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw several other soldiers talking eagerly and quickly, and then said involuntarily, "Sir, please let me go first."

Cen Yang's hover car was forcibly pulled aside, and then he saw eight guards lined up on both sides of the gate of the central area, each of them was as straight and sharp as poplars, and when he looked carefully, he could see the faint excitement in his eyes .

Half a minute later, a pure black suspension vehicle reinforced with high-density steel came and slowly fell from mid-air. The smooth and streamlined body was covered with steel plates full of thickness and strength. Every design embodies thousands of years of industrial development. Combination with mechanical aesthetics.

The eight guards saluted in unison, with respectful and admiring expressions on their faces.

The tall and magnificent silver-gray gate automatically opened to both sides, but the black suspension vehicle did not move. After a while, the rear door of the suspension vehicle lifted upwards, and a man in military uniform stepped out of the vehicle.

The military uniform of the Empire is pure black, the waist is closed with a thin black belt, the lapel collar is equipped with double rows of silver buttons, and the calf-length military boots are under the feet. The solemn and sharp black and neat tailoring make the already tall and straight man take advantage of It became more and more fierce, like a long knife that was soaked in blood and put into the scabbard.

The man's eyebrows are too handsome, and his cold eyes make people dare not look directly at him. On the chest of his military uniform, there are base badges, ship badges and identification badges with complicated patterns. The four rhombuses are Shen Heng, the youngest colonel in the empire, the only son of Marshal Shen Yanzhi.

Cen Yang looked at him, and it suddenly appeared in his mind that many years ago, when he was still living in the Shen family, Shen Heng had not yet officially participated in the war. At that time, Shen Heng was also silent and cold, but not as he is now, even With the bloody smell of killing and decisiveness, but also with a calm and heavy sense of stability.

Shen Heng stood in front of Cen Yang's suspension car and called his name: "Cen Yang?"

Cen Yang was at a loss for a moment, opened the car door and jumped out, and couldn't help standing up straight in front of him: "Shen, Colonel Shen."

He really couldn't call such a Shen Heng "Brother Shen Heng" like he did when he was a child.

Shen Heng looked at Cen Yang's loose standing posture, frowned, said nothing, turned around and said briefly to the guard: "Let him in."

Then he turned back again, as if he had come down specially to call his name, but here, Cen Yang was talking to the system very fast.

[System system, do you think he looks like the male lead? 】

[Dear, this one is definitely very suspicious!Why hesitate, rush, kiss!punch him! 】

Cen Yang: ...

Why do you feel that this system is not only stupid but also useless, not only useless, but also... weird, although the system is very strange, but Cen Yang felt that what he said made sense, so he quickly trotted two steps: "That, Colonel!"

Shen Heng stopped and looked back at him.

Cen Yang showed an obedient smile: "I ordered this car from outside, and I can't enter the first district. It's still far away from home. Can I take your car?"

Shen Heng didn't answer, and just sat in the car, but the raised door was not closed, Cen Yang hurried over when he saw this, and got into the car by himself.

However, he did not expect that Shen Heng was not the only one in the car. As soon as Cen Yang sat down, he saw a person in the front seat turn his head. His soft and bright blond hair shone like a scorching sun in the dark night. A pair of water-blue eyes are as gentle and calm as sea water, and the finely crafted appearance is another kind of exquisite beauty completely different from Shen Heng.

"Hi, I'm Yu Ting." The blond angel smiled slightly.

Yu is the surname of the empire. If Cen Yang remembers correctly, the eldest son of the current imperial king and the first heir to the throne is a prince named Yu Ting.

Cen Yang: "... hello."

【system!Come out of the system, tell me which one should I rush? ! 】

[Small and small children make choices, QAQ]