When I put on the savior vest

"Hey! Wake up, ****."

In a daze, Ye Qing felt someone pushing him.Before he could figure out the situation, he felt his eyes open uncontrollably.

Ye Qing said uncontrollably: "Teacher??"

Bright sunlight streams in from outside.At some point, he was sitting in a classroom, next to a female teacher in her 30s, looking at him helplessly.

The students around turned their heads curiously, and some couldn't help but gloated in their eyes.

"**, you will come to the office with me after class later."

There were faint titters all around.

"Okay, teacher."

The voice was young and immature, Ye Qing only now realized that this was not the vest he used before, but a boy less than 15 years old.

At this time, the boy was called up by the teacher in class, and he was quite embarrassed. He hurriedly lowered his head and flipped through the book, and he was relieved until he found the content of the lecture.

The pages of the book flipped quickly, Ye Qing noticed the boy's book while he was turning the pages, and found that he and Ben couldn't read the boy's name clearly, only knew that he was in Chinese class now.

what happened?Ye Qing was puzzled in his heart, but he couldn't control this body at all now, so he had no choice but to follow the original owner of this body to attend classes obediently.

After that, the class went very smoothly. When the class was over, the female teacher gave her a look, and the owner of the body obediently followed her to the office.

Ye Qing paid special attention to the reflection on the glass when they walked past the glass window, the boy in the reflection had a childish face, wearing a regular school uniform, but crumpled, one can see the predicament in it.

And this boy, with the same face as 'Trash-Ke', can be said to be a teenager.

Does this belong to the past of 'Trash-Ke'?

Ye Qing doesn't know what mood he is in now, he is trapped in this body, unable to move, but he can feel the sadness from the original owner of the body.

There were bursts of sobs, like the low cries of a small animal.

Even though it was just for a moment, Ye Qing couldn't believe that such a person who seemed to be an obedient student was actually a person who called himself trash in the future, so poor that even his skills were trash.

"**, this is the sixth time I've caught you sleeping in class this week."

At this time, the two had arrived at the office.The female teacher in front of her was sitting on an office chair, frowning at the original owner. She took out an exercise book from the side, opened it, and pointed to the places with red crosses with a pen.

"Look at your current grades. It has changed from the upper class to the last few in our class. If this continues, the teacher is really worried."

"Sorry, teacher."

"..."

"..."

There was a moment of silence after that, Ye Qing couldn't see the expression on his face, but there was a burst of sadness in his heart, he gritted his teeth and tried not to let his emotions show.

The female teacher looked at the original owner for a while, and the expression on her face gradually softened, turning into a complex expression mixed with helplessness and pity.

"Hey." She sighed, "***, I know your family is in a difficult situation now, but it's because of this that you work harder."

"You used to have such good grades, you don't have to worry about going to a prestigious university in the future."

"But if you look at it now, the teacher is really worried about you. Your current grades, not to mention college, even high school, you may not be able to pass the exam. Is this really what your parents want?"

"..." An unknown place deep in his heart was shaken, with a kind of pain mixed with longing, the young man whispered: "But, teacher, I really don't want to see..."

"I know." The female teacher sighed again, and then smiled: "Don't think too much, I have already applied for crowdfunding to the school for you, and we will help you."

The boy's body froze, his heart felt embarrassment and shyness, which finally turned into joy and hope.

"Really? Teacher?"

"Well, the teacher won't lie to you." The female teacher in front of her had a kind smile and kind eyes.

"Well, I trust the teacher. I will work hard!"

"come on."

The scene in front of him was as beautiful as the breeze in spring, Ye Qing felt that since that conversation, there was a faint spark of hope in the young man's heart.

He could feel the boy coming out of school in a happy mood, and then walked into a dilapidated small building.

The boy's home is not very good, although the location is not bad, but there is an obvious sense of antiquatedness.The house is not as clean and tidy as normal. Instead, it is full of large and small burlap bags, and there are a bunch of small handmade objects on the dining table beside it.

The boy put down his schoolbag and walked into one of the rooms.

The lighting in the room was not good, and a woman lay quietly on the bed, seemingly asleep.

The boy didn't go in to disturb the woman, but closed the door gently, sat down at the table skillfully, and started to do handwork.He did it seriously, with his fingers flying, each small handmade ornament was completed in his hands.

After doing this for over an hour, when Ye Qing was so bored that he couldn't take it anymore, the boy stopped what he was doing.

He looked up at the clock, which showed that it was seven o'clock.

"Daddy is coming back."

The boy muttered, put away the prepared items on the table, got up and went to the kitchen, took out the leftover rice from the refrigerator, and started to heat up dinner.

Not long after, with a 'click', the door was opened from the outside, and a man who looked about 50 years old came in.

"Dad, you're back." The boy brought out the freshly heated meal from the kitchen, "I just heated up, come and have dinner."

"Ah."

The tiredness on the man's face could not be concealed. When he saw his son, he couldn't help laughing. He had a naive feeling. He looked like an honest and reliable person.

"Where's your mom?"

"Rest in bed, I didn't bother her."

"okay."

The two sat at the dining table and began to eat, Ye Qing felt the joy coming from the young man's heart, and looked at the man beside him from time to time.

"What's wrong?" The man noticed the gaze and asked.

"Dad. The teacher talked to me today." The boy faltered and said, "She said she helped me apply for crowdfunding."

The man paused while he was eating, and he turned his head to look at the young man, a trace of complexity appeared on his face, which finally turned into worry.

He said softly: "***, will this affect your relationship with your classmates at school?"

"If you don't want to, just decline, Dad will find a way. Don't worry."

"Do not."

The warmth in his heart slowly suppressed the negative emotions, Ye Qing felt the corners of his mouth curl up unconsciously.

"Dad, I will study hard, and I will work hard to get into a famous university."

Hearing this, the man laughed. He reached out and touched the boy's head, "Haha, my son is indeed promising. Dad believes in you."

"You can do it for sure."

The two smiled, as if they wanted to turn all the hardships into happiness, and then with this mood, they faced tomorrow's future together.

Ye Qing woke up from the dream in a trance, the real scene and feeling just now made him temporarily distracted.

"System, what was that just now?"

[Unlock the progress of the identity 'Junk-Ke', the current fusion degree is 15.00%, points +15. ]

[It is the memory of the current identity of the host.The higher the host's fusion degree, the more able to understand and master the use of identity. ]

"Really." Ye Qing murmured, he stared at the ceiling in a daze, and then said: "Really, sleeping itself is a very precious time, yet you still have to dream."

"So why do you become such a trash person in the future?"

Ye Qing felt the feeling of 'Trash-Ke' deep in his heart, but found that he seemed to be dead, and there was no movement at all.

"Hey."

Sighing, Ye Qing closed his eyes, it's still early, he should try again to see if he can get back to sleep.