The world suddenly turned pink.

Everything is shrouded in mist, with soft clouds, melted marshmallows, and fresh cherries sliding gently off the cream and into the wet waves.

The dormitory was obviously extremely quiet, but there was a faint noise in his consciousness. Ji Tong's mind went blank. He grasped the corner of his clothes that was close at hand helplessly, and his fingertips were warmed by the body temperature that penetrated the thin shirt.

A jerky kiss.

The senses became particularly vivid, and the noisy voices in the corridor outside the door seemed to be in my ears, as if someone would push the door in the next second.

In the uneasiness that he had never felt before, Ji Tong grasped the hem of his clothes tighter and tighter. He tried to struggle, but was tightly held in his arms by the people around him.

Pei Qingyuan let go of the clumsy boy in his arms until he blushed and was almost unable to breathe.

Fresh air poured in, and the noise didn't stop. Ji Tong lowered his head, not daring to look at the host at all, thinking that the noise resounding in his heart was an auditory hallucination with a rapid heartbeat.

It was the first time in his life that he felt the taste of a kiss.

Five minutes was not over yet, but he whispered, "Someone is here."

After the words fell, Pei Qingyuan's arms suddenly became empty.

The pink boy disappeared.

At the same time, the door was really gently pushed open.

Huang Wen complained in a low voice while walking in: "I forgot to take my phone."

There were traces of the lively party in the dormitory, Ji Tong's bed curtain had been closed, and only Pei Qingyuan stood beside his bunk.

Huang Wen was used to this scene, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He lowered his head to find his mobile phone on the table, and whispered, "Is Xiao Tong asleep? Brother Pei, come quickly, I'm missing you."

After he found the mobile phone from a pile of messy things, he heard Pei Qingyuan hum in an unclear way.

Accompanied by a burst of cold air generated out of thin air.

Xiao Huang shuddered inexplicably, seeing Pei Qingyuan passing by, he felt as if he had just passed through a tornado.

Collective life is really troublesome.

"Ji Tong" fell asleep, and there was a golden button on his shirt cuff.

The golden cufflinks were cold, completely different from the sudden fever just now, as if he was deceiving himself and pretending that that scene hadn't happened.

Relying on his current form and not being shy, Ji Tong plucked up the courage to tell the host in his heart: "There can't be a next time."

"Why?"

Ji Tong hesitated for a moment, thinking about the warning light that kept flashing, and decided to tell the host the truth.

"…will be discovered."

The uproar just now was not an auditory hallucination, but the early warning device he set for the mission panel was triggered.

It may be because the host hugged him and often held hands when he was a child, so the task panel is not sensitive to this kind of behavior, but the kiss is different. This is a contact only related to love.

Fortunately, the kiss was terminated in time, otherwise the task panel might resume operation on the spot under the stimulation of this huge shock.

After all, it's just stuck, not dead.

If the mission panel returns to normal, it will definitely continue to post new missions.

He doesn't want to match the relationship between the host and others now.

Not at all.

Listening to Ji Tong's stammering narration, Pei Qingyuan's brows gradually frowned.

It turned out that he still had a relationship task to do, but for some reason, the panel temporarily stopped working, and the task was temporarily put on hold.

But he won't like others anymore.

During the period before solving this task system, did the first kiss that just happened become the last kiss?

Why can't the task object of the relationship line be Ji Tong?

Countless chaotic thoughts floated in his mind, and Pei Qingyuan suddenly remembered the brand new building that appeared in the space of consciousness, and couldn't help but said: "So that white dome..."

Did Ji Tong bury the mission panel?

As the host, he didn't know about the mission of the relationship line.

The cold cufflinks were even too embarrassed to finish listening to this question, and quietly pinched the host's wrist, preventing him from continuing.

In his reaction, Pei Qingyuan's originally gloomy mood suddenly became brighter.

He has seen the little robot seriously tending the flowers and plants, and he couldn't help but imagine Ji Tong's serious way of burying the task panel and covering it layer by layer.

"so cute."

The cuff buttons on his white shirt continued to attack him in vain.

In the cool touch, a smile appeared in Pei Qingyuan's eyes again.

"I see," he said, "don't worry too much."

The deviation of the emotional line is a foregone conclusion.

There will always be a solution to the problem.

There was at least one kiss before the crisis disappeared.

He will remember it for a long time.

Cufflinks didn't want to discuss this topic with him anymore, and urged: "Go play cards, go play cards, I want to see."

So this night, the students who gathered happily in Ouyang Yu's dormitory experienced what is called a grand slam of entertainment events.

Of course they were the ones who were impaled.

Pei Qingyuan not only knows how to memorize and count cards, but also learns new things very quickly, and he is also very lucky. Everyone does not believe in evil, and the more they lose, the more courageous they are. As a result, they switched from poker to various board games, but they failed to escape the fiasco.

Among them, Huang Wen was the most miserable. He was repeatedly targeted by the king of grand slams. His face was covered with white paper after losing, which formed a tragic contrast with his dark complexion.

Amidst the giggling laughter, Cui Yinan, who had politely dissuaded him from going back to get his phone, comforted Xiao Huang gloatingly: "Actually, it can be considered a good thing."

Huang Wen picked up the two bundles of paper and looked at him with confused eyes: "What's the good thing?"

Cui Yinan patted his hand away and let the note hang down again: "It prevents you from seeing what you shouldn't see."

"What shouldn't you be looking at?"

"have no idea."

"...Then what a ghost!"

The last night of the holiday ended in a happy atmosphere.

The doll cat once again sternly refused to share the bed with the host.

Can affect sleep quality.

In the name of basking in the moon to supplement vitamins, Ji Tong left the host and ran to the balcony alone, turning into a potted flower blooming among the leaves, releasing a faint heartbeat in the moonlight.

Can no longer sleep next to the host like before.

How to spend the rest of your sleep time?

Petals stared sadly at the scenery outside the balcony.

Then he saw a couple hugging and kissing on a campus path late at night.

...annoying.

The smoked pink flowers quietly turned their backs.

The bonus in the evening wind lasted all night, and when he woke up the next day, Ji Tong, who had completely cooled down, returned to his calm state.

Get up, eat breakfast, and go to class together.

He was no different from usual, but as the host, he seemed to be a bit colder than before.

During the break between classes, while Pei Qingyuan went to discuss with the professional teacher, Ouyang Yu quietly turned around and talked to Ji Tong: "Do you feel that some new attributes have awakened in Pei Shen?"

After experiencing the unilateral massacre last night in the entertainment bureau, Ouyang Yu's address for Pei Qingyuan has been upgraded from Brother Pei to God Pei.

Those who study well are brothers, and those who study well and play well are gods.

Ji Tong asked curiously, "What attribute?"

"A kind of attribute that bears a deep secret and forbears forward." Ouyang Yu tried to describe it, "It's close to that feeling, a lover with an extraordinary background is taken away by a hermit family with high eyesight, so you have to practice crazily and keep changing. Strongly cross classes to find your lover back."

Ji Tong put away his curiosity, and said dumbly: "Did you read a bunch of fantasy novels during your vacation?"

"You can see this?" Ouyang Yu turned pale with shock, "Did Master Cui teach you? I want to learn too."

"Hey, I was going out for a trip, but I ran into a sudden rainstorm, so I had to stay in the hotel and read novels and eat takeaway. I'm really depressed. If I knew it, I would have stayed at home and learned something."

As Ouyang Yu babbled, Ji Tong was amused, and his eyes casually glanced at Pei Qingyuan who had stopped the teacher from asking questions beside the podium.

The host has always worked hard, even more so now.

He is also doing his best to help the host.

But as a system that is restricted everywhere, there are not as many things that can be done as a relatively free human host.

He can't say love to the host, can't mention the past when he was a human being, can't have a full twenty-four hours like ordinary people, and can't teach the host knowledge that is too far beyond the technological level of this world.

He is restricted by various frameworks and rules.

Although virtual data has the greatest power and freedom, everyday real life seems to be locked in a transparent door.

And the host gave him a key shining with stars.

Like another silent kiss.

What will the future look like if it deviates from the preset plot?

Ji Tong didn't know, but he guessed, it shouldn't be too bad.

After all, from the day he met the host, this is a story of trying to tame fate together.

The host has been a stubborn person since he was a child, unwilling to obey blindly.

He has already broken free from the fate of falling suddenly from a high place and his situation turned upside down, and obviously he will not obediently walk into the designed relationship and future.

Before the bell rang for the next class, Pei Qingyuan, who returned to his seat, saw Ji Tong's expression of deep thought, and looked him up and down with an inquiring expression.

…a sense of imagining someone else through yourself.

Pei Qingyuan was vigilant, and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

Ji Tong blinked, stretched out his hand and pinched his face as a signal: "I was thinking about your baby fat appearance when you were a child, would your face be very round?"

Pei Qingyuan: ...

"Won't."

"Really?"

Pei Qingyuan resisted the urge to reach out and pinch his face, and looked away: "Class is over."

This class was given by an older professor in the school, and his speech was not very funny. Ji Tong fell asleep after listening to it, so he simply started to study the upgraded version of Mayou AI. Pei Qingyuan completely mastered these basic knowledge, bowed his head in the Look at other things, and occasionally listen to the content of the old professor's lectures.

The two of them were doing their own thing, until Ouyang Yu suddenly turned around and knocked on their table.

"Call us."

Ji Tong looked up blankly.

The professor didn't have much contact with the first-year students. Now that the class is over, there are a few minutes left before the end of the get out of class. He casually asked about the RS Cup, which is very important in the school: "I heard that a new team has been established in your class?"

Ouyang Yu, one of the team monitors, raised his chest and held his belly in: "Yes, teacher."

"Young people are awesome." The old professor asked kindly, "Which major event are you planning to participate in?"

Ouyang Yu immediately looked at Pei Qingyuan who was sitting in the back, and Pei Qingyuan replied politely: "The big item of life, bionics."

"This is a comprehensive project with a high degree of difficulty. You are very courageous and very good." The old professor laughed and encouraged, "I hope you can also make some interesting things. The designs in previous years are quite repetitive. Nothing new."

Ouyang Yu was very happy to hear it, but suddenly, his expression froze.

The old professor continued: "I just heard today that a team from the next courtyard reported their idea to the teacher, saying that they want to make a poker robot that solves the problem of three shortages and one in daily entertainment. No matter how the finished product is, this idea is very good. Interesting, or you young people have imagination."

Hearing what he said, the students all laughed and thought it was very funny.

Except for Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan in the class, only Ouyang Yu, who joined the team, knew that they had started making three missing one mahjong robots last month.

Ouyang Yu looked back at his two teammates at a loss.

Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan looked at each other, and the latter immediately thought of a possibility.

Just after class, Pei Qingyuan opened the group chat on the phone and sent a message to Xie Yuchi.

[Pei Qingyuan: There is a team making poker robots, have you heard of it? ]

[Pei Qingyuan: Is there anyone in the team who has contact with our team? ]

Xie Yuchi returned very quickly.

[Xie Yuchi: Shit, I just wanted to tell you about this. ]

[Xie Yuchi: There was a guy in that team who hadn't negotiated before. He felt that the freshmen were unreliable as the main force and would ruin this idea. It was the man who said this directly. Do you have any impression? ]

[Xie Yuchi: Whether our thoughts are destroyed or not is none of his business! ]

[Xie Yuchi: I'm so annoyed by this group of followers, I don't have a brain? ]

Xie Yuchi had won the RS Cup domestic championship twice, and was well-known among the students who followed the competition. It was a pity that he rejected all the invited teams in his junior year.

This time I heard that he actually joined the team of two first-year students. Many senior students took the initiative to chat with him and were also very interested in this idea.

With Xie Yuchi, the master of the Institute of Materials Science and Pei Qingyuan who made the jelly bean robot, there is a high probability that there will be no problems with the hardware of this robot. The key is to see how well the AI ​​can be trained.

Because the captain is Pei Qingyuan, he insisted that Ji Tong be in charge of the design of the AI ​​part. For this reason, many people chose to give up joining after protesting unsuccessfully.

Pei Qingyuan didn't care about those noises, and Xie Yuchi didn't care either. It's a good thing not to waste time with these people who are full of prejudice and stereotypes.

When Xie Yuchi won the championship as the main force of the team, he was also a freshman.

But I didn't expect that there would be such a trend in the future.

[Pei Qingyuan: Go to dinner first, and have a meeting later. ]

An upset Xie Yuchi complained in the group, while Ji Tong was chatting with him while walking out of the classroom behind the host, preparing to eat in the cafeteria.

When passing by Zhang Yun's desk, a haughty voice sounded as usual.

"Other teams are making poker robots." Zhang Yun mocked, "You go to the mahjong club to play every day, and you still shout that there are three missing ones. Why didn't you make a mahjong robot?"

Ji Tong was not very happy, and stopped the host who was about to speak first, and rarely took the initiative to refute this arrogant classmate who liked to preach.

"We started making mahjong robots first, and I have already made the first generation of AI." Ji Tong said in a serious tone, "Three lacks and one is obviously used when playing mahjong, and only part of the poker game is played by four people."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun was stunned.

He always thought that when Ji Tong spent every day in the mahjong club, he didn't do anything serious, and he was playing with things and losing his ambition.

Afraid that the evidence was not sufficient, Ji Tong added: "Besides, there was a member of that team who wanted to join our team before, but the negotiation failed in the end, but he knew what we were doing, and even saw the first-generation AI."

"Damn it." Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yun blurted out, "Trash."

In Ji Tong's shocked eyes after hearing the swear words, Zhang Yun raised his hedgehog head and added awkwardly: "I said them."