MTL - I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha-Chapter 8 Moved

When Zhuang Yan entered, Qin Heyu was looking for food in the kitchen. Cake, milk, and potato chips, he ate until his cheeks bulged, like a little hamster.

Meeting the eyes of his roommate, Qin Heyu immediately pretended to be serious, swallowed all the food in his mouth, and then greeted: "You are back."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing, and hummed.

Qin Heyu asked casually, "It's so late, what are you busy with?"

Zhuang Yan reviewed the experience of tonight...

He sighed: "It's mainly learning."

Qin Heyu was immediately in awe, and felt ashamed of himself for eating supper.

"Don't eat, submit the evidence tomorrow, and I will study with you!"

I heard that Chi Tianyi had specially hired a lawyer for this matter, but Qin Heyu didn't take it to heart for a long time, and even mocked that this was indeed an old-fashioned way of a declining political family.

The first 50% practical points for the homework have been approved, and Chi Tianyi's group and Zhuang Yan's group both got full marks.

Qin Heyu clenched his fists, nervous and expectant.

Let's fight to the death at the user evaluation level, scumbag!

The assessment is scheduled for the afternoon of the second day.

Ms. Sun will be leaving on a starship in a few days, so she has to arrange everything before leaving. In the past few days, she has seen many different designs in a row, and her eyes have gradually become numb.

Hearing that there were two or three other models sent by Central University, Ms. Sun laughed angrily: "These are all made by students, or forget it, and don't waste each other's time."

The staff member explained: "Professor Shan spoke highly of these designs, please think again."

Professor Shan is a well-known expert in the industry. Ms. Sun calmed down and said that she would find a chance to have a look.

In the interstellar age, there is already a perfect holographic technology. Turn on the optical brain, import the model, and then choose projection—

After two or three seconds of refresh time, Ms. Sun and her mother successfully entered the design model.

The first level is not bad, and the elderly in wheelchairs and the butler robot can pass without hindrance. There are also surprising small details, but overall it is unremarkable and has no qualitative difference from other designs.

The second one is a bit worse and only suitable for young people.

Ms. Sun projected the third model without any hope while feeling that she was being stupid.

Then, she was slightly taken aback.

In this era, few people use the style full of age for interior decoration. This design is retro, but definitely not outdated. Many details are quite in place, and the color matching is particularly harmonious.

A house of less than 50 square meters, although small, has all internal organs.

A whole piece of new cabinet is made into a movable style, which is convenient for the elderly and robots to access. Each aisle is left half a meter wide to allow wheelchairs to turn around.

There are retractable grab bars in the bathroom and bedroom.

After storage, a comfortable and spacious space is freed up in the living room, with a small coffee table placed in the center.

There was really no place to put them before, and the wedding photos that were squeezed to the window sill by debris are now placed on the coffee table. The newlyweds from many years ago are smiling and smiling in the photo, and the atmosphere is warm and peaceful.

This is a bit like the old house I lived in when I was young, warm and full of nostalgic atmosphere.

In the familiar atmosphere, the memory of her father was awakened, and Ms. Sun's eyes were a little moist. She leaned against the wall, holding back tears and staring out the window.

The butler robot rattled into the bedroom.

He took the quilt back again and helped Grandma Sun cover it.

After a while, Ms. Sun collected her mood and looked back at her mother.

An octogenarian old man, holding the quilt on his body with his withered hands. She stared at the photos on the coffee table, tears in the corners of her eyes disappearing.

Ms. Sun sighed and pulled a tissue to help her mother wipe it off.

But-

The old man's face was covered with wind and frost, and there were furrows and wrinkles. She groaned and pointed to the photo, the corners of her eyes were bent downwards, and her thin lips were slightly raised.

Mother was actually smiling...

Ms. Sun immediately came to a conclusion.

She did a final check to make sure the furniture was working properly and every detail was perfect.

Coming out of the design model, Grandma Sun closed her eyes, showing a tired and nostalgic gesture.

Ms. Sun turned on the optical brain and contacted the staff.

She said: "A few days ago, I met a college student who came to visit. He should be one of the designers of the third model."

"It was too busy that day, I was in a bad mood, and I didn't entertain him very well. But his work really surprised me...It's very practical, and my mother and I both like it."

Ms. Sun raised her head, looking at the ant dwelling, the gray walls, and the cramped space, with a slightly choked tone.

"Please convey my apologies to him, and thank him."

In fact, she also knows that housing renovation is a purely public welfare project with no money and no time.

Like other designers, it's good to be able to submit the proposal on time.

"These days, he is actually the only designer who comes to our door and seriously asks about our needs."

"I'm very grateful, really."

…

This group assignment that was handed in actually got full marks!

Also included are the professor's affirmation and praise, awards from the public welfare department, and a thank-you letter written by the head of the household's daughter.

Qin Heyu was so happy that he was about to float up, and he even jumped up and down when he walked.

"Look at Chi Tianyi's expression, he worked so hard to steal my design, he must be stupid now, his face is green."

After a while, he said again: "Zhuang Yan, the two of us are really a match made in heaven! Sure enough, the cooperation of excellent designers, the collision of inspiration and inspiration, can achieve the effect that one plus one is greater than two."

Zhuang Yan was a little dizzy from being shaken by him, and they were happy together for a while in a daze.

Back in the dormitory, Qin Heyu hummed a song and packed up his things, ready to go to work.

Qin Heyu is well versed in the art of time management, working hard to make money and studying hard. Before that, he was able to take time out of his busy schedule to play games, fall in love with scumbags, and help scumbags with their homework...

At this point, Zhuang Yan admired him very much and felt ashamed.

It had become a habit to stay up late to catch up on homework before, and late at night before handing in homework, Qin Heyu couldn't sleep, so he secretly cried again in front of Zhuang Yan.

"Zhuang Yan, why is it me who wants to fall in love with a fool for the first time?"

After a while, he choked up again and said, "I know it's not worth it, but it's really sad."

What is suppressed during the day will surface in the middle of the night, and this has nothing to do with self-control. Qin Heyu cried so contagiously that Zhuang Yan couldn't help feeling sad too, comforting him with red eyes.

After waking up, Zhuang Yan felt stupid again.

It seemed as if he had truly loved Chi Tianyi... Actually, he didn't!

The year his life was taken away, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he had just split up. Because she was protected under the wings of her mother and elder brother since she was a child, she was as clean as a piece of white paper.

All desires of greed, hatred, ignorance, love and parting are just on the screen in the book, from the experience of others.

Qin Heyu also felt stupid, and he swore in front of Zhuang Yan: "If I cry for idiots in the future, I'll be a puppy!"

Zhuang Yan nodded solemnly.

Qin Heyu: "It's settled like this. We will deal with him together in the future. I will recover the emotional debt, and you will recover the money. It is best to ruin Chi Tianyi's reputation and never dare to bluff in school again."

"Ok!"

…

In the afternoon, Zhuang Yan seized the time and continued to watch a few more lessons that the fakes missed. This subject involves complex spatial models and calculations. He took out the blank paper and wrote calculations casually.

In a blink of an eye, two or three hours passed.

There was still some time before dinner, so Zhuang Yan decided to go out to buy something and cook for himself.

The supermarket is not far from the school gate, very close to the military academy. There are many students in a hurry on the road, all rushing in one direction.

Zhuang Yan was hit on the shoulder at the entrance of the supermarket and took two steps back.

The man only had time to say "sorry" hastily, then raised his optical brain, and excitedly talked to his friend—

"I'm still on my way, have you arrived yet? How about it, is Senior Colonel Chen E so strong?"

"What, he still wants to conduct actual combat exercises?"

"Okay, I'll look up now!"

Student Beta raised his head with anticipation and excitement, and looked up at the sky. Zhuang Yan listened to the whole process with his ears pricked up. Curious, he also looked up.

Today the sun is dim and the sky is full of leaden gray clouds.

Next to it is the military academy, with three towering white towers. Now the top of the tower is emitting high-frequency energy particle pulses.

Under the dark clouds, beams of light criss-crossed, forming a dense network.

Zhuang Yan had read the news a few times before and knew that it was a new weapon developed by the military. Once hit, the powerful thermal radiation will directly destroy the target.

There is a figure shuttling in the light beam, light and sensitive, like an eagle. He swooped down to the ground rapidly, dodging several waves of pulse attacks, and then suddenly went up, rushing towards the source of the light beam.

Gray smoke rose.

With a quick and precise strike, the light beams in the air were instantly reduced by a third.

The military cadets on the sidelines exclaimed—

"So fast!"

"Chen E is wearing the latest light mecha, right?"

"My God, this status switch and precision strike ability are like fakes."

Then someone laughed: "There is no real material, how can he climb all the way from the border to the central star, I heard that he has passed the assessment for a while, and he still has a great chance to be promoted to a major general."

"Speaking of which, doesn't Chen E have a congressman's father?"

"It seems to have collapsed a long time ago. Otherwise, even if he wants to join the army, he wouldn't be able to join the border guards."

While the onlookers were chatting, Chen E, who was gliding in the air, attacked again and destroyed the pulse transmitters on the second and third towers.

Less than ten minutes.

Total victory.

After the last ray of light disappeared, Chen E, who was wearing light armor, stood in the gray smoke, with the half metal wing on the right glowing coldly. He slowly folded his wings and bent down to look down.

Clouds hung low.

In the turbulent crowd, Zhuang Yan raised his face. For a brief moment, their eyes seemed to meet briefly.

As if being targeted by a ferocious predator, Zhuang Yan's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Chen E turned his head and stretched his wings, flying along the tower to the ground. Zhuang Yan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued walking in the direction of the supermarket.

He was dressed very casually today, a white shirt rolled up to the elbows, with two buttons open at the neckline, revealing a thin collarbone and asteroids hanging from silver chains.

At a glance, he was a handsome young man.

"Brother Chi, look, who is that?"

Chi Tianyi, who was standing at the other end of the supermarket, raised his head upon hearing the sound. He saw Zhuang Yan pick up the basket, walk to the food area, and slowly pick out dinner with his hands raised.

Chi Tianyi laughed softly, and said to the friends beside him: "Isn't this Zhuang Yan, wait, I'll go and have a word with him."