BE Crazy Demon Survival System

"0901, why do I think the protagonists in these worlds are familiar?"

The voice of 0901 appeared in my heart.

"Mr. Xu, did you add your own emotional element when creating, or do you have a so-called creative prototype?"

0901's rhetorical question made Xu Qichen lost in thought.

That's right.

My obsession is too deep.

"Okay, we are in class. Starting from this class, I will bring your probability theory and mathematical statistics."

The voice of the Mediterranean pulled Xu Qichen back to reality. He took out the textbook and pen from his schoolbag. When he raised his head, he met the eyes of the Mediterranean, and the other party had an expression of "You guys know each other well." He took out the roster. ,First clicked on the name and confirmed that no one was absent before starting the lecture.

To be honest, Xu Qichen has been listening very carefully, but the lectures in the Mediterranean are really mediocre and boring. They are clearly a sub-subject of mathematics, and they use PPT to slide page by page.

At least it should be calculated on the blackboard...

For Xu Qichen, a liberal arts student who wants to learn well but can't understand it, it is really a torture.

During a big class, Xu Qichen kept his back straight, focusing on the podium, for fear that he would become sleepy as soon as he relaxed.

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and the Mediterranean continued with a sullen face: "It takes five minutes of your time. We will dismiss the get out of class after we finish this topic."

The students below dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak. They were about to stand up, and sat down after hearing this.

Remembering that Muyao didn't say a word for the entire class, Xu Qichen turned around while looking down at the textbook in the Mediterranean, and saw that he fell asleep lying on the table with his arms under his feet.

The male student next to him said: "He has slept for a class, but fortunately the Mediterranean has no control."

"I will do this question a few times after I go back, maybe I will come up with this question in the mid-term exam, you know?"

The students replied feebly: "Know-Tao-now."

"Let's end get out of class."

The classroom suddenly rejuvenated.

"Weekend! I finally got through this week!"

"Go eat, I'm so hungry."

"Remember to pick up the courier later."

"Go back to the dormitory first~"

Xu Qichen turned around and looked closer at Mu Yao, who was still not awake. He turned his face sideways, resting his right arm outstretched, and his black hair was dyed into a gentle hue by sunlight.

Mu Yao was still asleep, as if he couldn't hear the noise around him.

Shouldn't a dog's ears be very sensitive?

Speaking of it, how did the ears come out?

Feeling that the other party was asleep, Xu Qichen stretched out his hand, wanting to take a look at his hair, thinking of this Xu Qichen couldn't help but chuckle.

I feel more and more naive.

But before the fingers touched his hair, he was grabbed by his other hand.

woke up?

"Senior." Mu Yao sat up with half-squinted eyes, holding him tightly with his hands, as if he had some important criminal evidence, "What do you want to do?"

Xu Qichen pretended that nothing happened and looked at Mu Yao's eyes: "I didn't want to do anything."

The grasped hand, hot.

Only two of them are left in the classroom.

"If you like ears so much, I can change it now, and bring you a lot of puppies by the way, what do you think?"

Xu Qichen finally couldn't stretch himself, shook his head, and suddenly thought of something, "Why didn't you recruit a puppy yesterday?"

Mu Yao's expression that shouldn't have said these made Xu Qichen see the strangeness, "So you can control it, right? Don't you attract them every time?"

Mu Yao smiled and changed the subject: "get out of class is over, right, let's go to dinner."

Xu Qichen refused to give up, "You did it on purpose last time."

"No." Mu Yao's voice softened, "Let's eat, eat, I'm so hungry, senior."

It was fooled again.

but.

"You slept so soundly just now, why did you wake up suddenly."

The timing of waking up was so perfect that he was caught upright.

Mu Yao took the schoolbag from the drawer, put both hands on Xu Qichen's shoulders, pushing him forward slowly.

"I heard you smile."

Ah, it turned out that I exposed myself.

Saturday afternoon was the fourth game of the basketball group promotion match. When they reached the playing field, they saw Qi Meng and Yu Cang sitting in the front of the audience from a distance.

Qi Meng stood up suddenly, with his hands around his mouth, shouting at Xu Qichen who was still at the entrance of the basketball hall.

"Ye-Han-learn-grow!"

The crowd was onlookers.

Xu Qichen smiled awkwardly and walked over, "Are you here so early?"

Qi Meng took a sip of the bag of yogurt in her hand and took her bag away from her seat. "Senior, sit down, don’t you know that the dog’s popularity is too high. When the hall was closed at noon, there was a queue at the door." Up."

Xu Qichen wanted to laugh every time he heard Qi Meng call Muyao Gouzi.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you food." Xu Qichen took out two lock boxes from his backpack, "Didn't you say you came at noon? I'm afraid you didn't eat much lunch."

Qi Meng shook his head happily, took the lock box and opened it, "Ah! Sandwich, thank you senior!"

Xu Qichen handed the other one to Yu Cang: "Xiao Cang, I have boiled butter corn, and I can eat it later when I watch the ball."

Yu Cang took the box with both hands. Although he was a little trembling when he said thank you, he couldn't help but show his front teeth and looked very happy.

"Senior turned out to be a man and wife, so cute!" Qi Meng's cheeks were full, "Um! The dog is here!"

Xu Qichen took a look, and the teams on both sides entered the field.

"This time, the opponent is said to be very powerful. It belongs to the Physics Department." Qi Meng ate the last bite of the sandwich and reached for Xu Qichen's ear. "Senior, there are our kind in this."

Xu Qichen frowned and looked at the Physics team members wearing dark blue uniforms. One of them, although not tall, looked very hostile and dyed yellow hair.

"Is it number 21?"

Qi Meng said in a low voice, "There is also number 8, too."

Although the size of No. 8 is similar to Mu Yao, he is much stronger than him, and he seems to weigh 200 jin.

I was a little worried.

After the coach of the team of this department had finished training, several players were doing basic warm-ups in place. Xu Qichen shouted in Muyao's direction, "Muyao."

Although he tried his best to shout, his voice was almost covered by the noise of the audience.

Nevertheless, Mu Yao turned around for the first time, smiled at Xu Qichen, and ran over.

Qi Meng giggled, "Really a loyal dog, our dog."

"Senior," Mu Yao walked over and lay on the railing of the auditorium, "you are here."

Xu Qichen nodded, seeing the hair band on Mu Yao's forehead, feeling warm in his heart. However, did the bangs grow too long? Xu Qichen reached out and touched the broken hair in front of Muyao's forehead: "Don't you block your eyes?"

Mu Yao blew his bangs, "It's a little bit, and I've been sweating today."

Qi Meng said next to him: "Tie it up, otherwise it will affect your performance."

Xu Qichen also agreed.

"Then senior, tie me up." Mu Yao snatched the black hair tie Qi Meng took out of the small bag and stuffed it into Xu Qichen's hand. He said that he took off his hair band and shook his hair.

It's like a dog shaking the water droplets on his body after a shower.

"Then..." Xu Qichen grabbed the hair on Mu Yao's forehead into a small bundle, "I don't know how to tie this."

"It's okay, just do it whatever you want, just don't block your eyes."

Xu Qichen circled awkwardly, for fear that he might hurt him if he made too much hands.

"All right."

Mu Yao raised his head, revealing two cute tiger teeth, and the little tugging on the top of his head shook like a small apple.

Suddenly a scream erupted from the auditorium, which shocked Xu Qichen. Qi Meng looked speechless: "Dog, disfigure and gain weight to understand."

Mu Yao gave Qi Meng a white look, and wrapped the hairband around his wrist, "Thank you, senior."

To Xu Qichen stretched out his palms and made a high five gesture.

"I have to go."

Xu Qichen also raised his hand and patted his palm lightly.

About to leave.

Xu Qichen's five fingers were inserted between his fingers and grabbed his hand.

Mu Yao turned his head.

Xu Qichen's expression was solemn, "Be careful."

Ah, here again.

The urge to kiss him desperately.

The stiff fingers slowly bend until they touch the back of Xu Qichen's hand and clasp his hand.

Hold it tightly.

"I know."

Seeing Muyao leaving behind, Xu Qichen always felt a little uneasy.

Sideways saw Qi Meng holding a notebook and lowering his head to draw something.

"What are you painting?"

Yu Cang replied in a low voice across Qi Meng: "Book."

"Book?" Xu Qichen frowned, "What book."

"BL Ben... um..." Before Yu Cang finished speaking, Qi Meng covered his mouth.

Xu Qichen is not stupid, let alone a Danmei novel author.

Once I turned my mind, I figured out what was going on.

It turned out to be a rotten girl.

No wonder what attributes or the like just said.

The whistle sounded, and Mu Yao's hand commander unexpectedly got the ball, but when he turned around with the ball, he was hit hard by the opponent's No. 8. The ball fell off his hand and was snatched by the opponent.

The strong smell of fire and medicine made Xu Qichen's inner anxiety aggravated.

No. 8 is the opponent's center, technically not much better than Mu Yao, but weight is a very advantageous weapon. When he was hit, his head was dumbfounded for a long time.

"The dog was pinched."

No. 8 and No. 21 are obviously aimed at Mu Yao's offensive methods. Once Mu Yao appears inside the opponent's line, he will be spotted, causing Mu Yao to be forced to pass the ball to Amin after entering the inside line.

Xu Qichen stared at every move on the court.

Mu Yao, who was originally focused on the inside, was guarded to the point where he could only play outside. After passing the ball to him, he stepped back and shot a three-pointer.

The girls in the audience were screaming, but Xu Qichen was suffering.

After the first half of the game, Mu Yao's body was sweaty, his hands propped on his knees and bent over to gasp. The coach called them together to discuss countermeasures, perhaps to change tactics.

But Xu Qichen now hopes that they can replace Mu Yao.

Because in the original text, Mu Yao was injured in this scene.

And there was something wrong with No. 8 and No. 21 opposite, and they seemed calm and relaxed in the first half.

Even Qi Meng found something was wrong, "Accordingly, their stamina should be about the same as Mu Yao, how could this be..."

Xu Qichen couldn't help but yelled to Muyao, "Muyao, otherwise you won't be in the second half."

The opponent is not so simple to play, the purpose is too obvious.

Mu Yao shook his head, "Senior, it's okay, don't worry."

The second half began with a smile on his face.

The previous score was very stale. In order to break the opponent's defense, Chen Qingyu and A Ming also launched an attack on the inside.

After Mu Yao got the ball, most of them were blocked under the rebound, but his lower limbs were very stable, even standing in a very deviated place, he made several hook shots in a row, all of which went smoothly.

"It's a solid hook shot technique." Even Xiao Cang, who has never spoken, couldn't help but sigh.

Gradually, the cooperation of several people got better and better. When Muyao dribbled the ball and was defended by No. 8, he dribbled the ball down with his left hand, caught it with his right hand, and then went around to the back. A beautiful pass from behind came with his fingers. , God passed his hand to Amin in the basket without knowing it.

A wonderful layup.

I feel the situation is much better. Under the change of tactics, Mu Yao retreated from the main scoring position, and the opponent's defense would not have the strong effect before, and the fight was much smoother than before.

But Xu Qichen always felt that the opponent's No. 21 and No. 8 hadn't really used all their strength.

The attacking rhythm of the whole court is getting faster and faster. A Feng got the ball from the outside and passed the ball to Amin with one hand on his shoulder. However, Amin, who was the main scoring player in the second half, was now double-teamed by two opponents. Can't find a suitable shooting point.

Mu Yao motioned to him with a look.

A Ming shook a fake shooting motion, swung his wrist, and passed the ball to Mu Yao. Mu Yao used the fastest speed to make a three-step layup. At this speed, even a strong center like No. 8 could not. Keep up with the defense.

Instead, No. 21 jumped up, but at this point in time, it can't stop scoring.

As everyone expected, the ball went smoothly into the basket.

But the next moment.

But Mu Yao fell heavily to the ground, covering his left chest.

The 21st also fell to the ground due to inertia.

"foul!"

Xu Qichen stood up abruptly, a dull pain in his heart.

From his perspective, he couldn't see what had happened, but there was opposition from the auditorium not far away.

"The Blue Team No. 21 hit someone with an elbow! I can see clearly here!"

"Damn, such a dirty method!"

"This is a violent foul..."

Chen Qingyu immediately ran to Mu Yao and set him up. Huang Mao on the 21st had committed a ghost but did not feel guilty at all. With a face full of provocation and disdain, A Feng came up and wanted to punch him, but he was caught by the wood. Up.

"Don't do it."

Xu Qichen didn't care what the referee judged, which substitute made the free throw, his mind was full of pictures of Mu Yao falling down just now.

The ears are filled with various sounds, like being forced to wear headphones with poor contact, harsh and confusing.

At this moment, he could only hear his own voice.

Repeatedly, shouting Muyao's name in my heart.

Squeezing out from the crowded auditorium, ignoring the staff's obstruction and ran to Mu Yao who was moved to the waiting room to rest. Xu Qichen half kneeled on the ground and grabbed Mu Yao's arm.

But he couldn't say a word.

Just clasped his arm tightly.

"Ye Han, don't move him, let the medical staff see it."

Xu Qichen looked at Mu Yao's whole body in a panic. There were no other wounds or bleeding. He just clutched his chest, frowning tightly, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

So sad.

Chest pain.

Obviously it was not me who was injured.

Mu Yao's other hand touched the back of Xu Qichen's hand.

A smile appeared, "I'm fine..."

The medical team laid Mu Yao flat and checked for a while: "It should be a unilateral rib fracture." After judging the condition, the two medical staff immediately fixed Mu Yao's left forearm diagonally to his chest with a triangle scarf to protect the injured left. chest.

"Hurry up to the hospital."

"I'll go," Xu Qichen stood up, "I will take him."

The medical staff continued, "Just send it to the school hospital, and you must make sure your upper body is upright."

Xu Qichen supported Mu Yao and walked out of the basketball hall from the side. When they reached the door, Qi Meng and Yu Cang also followed.

"He can't go to a general hospital, senior."

Xu Qichen knew it clearly, but he couldn't think of other ways at all.

It was so uncomfortable, he didn't even want to look at him who was injured.

Yu Cang suddenly said, "I, I know a place, I will take you there."

The place Yu Cang said was a private clinic in an old community. It had two floors and looked very old and small.

"I come often, don't worry."

At seven o'clock in the evening, on the first floor of this clinic there was only an old grandmother sitting in front of the TV, watching the popular TV series more than ten years ago.

Yu Cang helped Xu Qichen to help Mu Yao sit on the empty bed on one side, then walked inside and whispered, "Doctor Zhang...are you there?"

A man with a beard and a vest came out with a lollipop in his mouth, "It's you little mouse again, what's the matter? Did he eat his stomach again?"

Yu Cang shook his head and pointed to the outside, "I, my friend is injured... You, how about you help me see him?"

The man glanced outside, took off the white coat from the clothes rack in the middle, and put it on. He walked out and glanced at Mu Yao, who was sitting on the bed with an expression of pain.

"Is this a fall?"

Yu Cang followed the doctor Zhang, "No, I was injured by an elbow."

Doctor Zhang stopped, frowning and asked, "People?"

"No, it's a weasel..."

Doctor Zhang nodded, his eyes fell on Xu Qichen, "There is a person here."

Qi Meng said immediately, "He is our friend."

"I see, I don't understand the principles of making friends with you children." Doctor Zhang bent over to examine Mu Yao, and then took him to the second floor. After a while, he took the film and passed it to Yu. Cang, "Two ribs are fractured, but it's okay, it's not serious." After speaking, he took a rubber strip and a chest strap to fix Mu Yao.

"Do not exercise in the near future, especially do not press on your chest. If this bandage can be loosened, don't loosen it." After saying that, he walked to the drawer and took out two boxes of medicine. "Take this when the pain is severe. , Two a day."

Xu Qichen said, "Excuse me, how long will his injury heal?"

"If it's you, at least three months, just like what you humans like to say, it hurts your muscles and bones for a hundred days." Doctor Zhang sat down on the chair and touched the scum on his chin. "But this kid is different from you, as long as you don't die, ten days and a half months will be fine."

The hanging heart finally fell, and Xu Qichen sighed in secret.

But he still had some things he didn't understand, so when Yu Cang met Qi Meng and helped Muyao go out, he asked Doctor Zhang a question alone.

"Does the demon's physical strength differ greatly?"

Doctor Zhang took the lollipop and glanced at Xu Qichen, "Of course, logically speaking, this kid is very strong, and his body functions are already very powerful in the demon." He took the candy out, "I I am also wondering, it is not logical that a weasel can hurt him like this."

Xu Qichen was silent, said thank you, and left the clinic.

When returning, Xu Qichen and Mu Yao were in a car, and the atmosphere was silent.

After more than ten minutes, Xu Qichen said to the driver: "I'm sorry, please turn around and go to Tianyi Community."

Mu Yao finally said dullly, "Senior, are you angry?"

Really angry.

If he had been tougher and would not let Mu Yao continue to play anyway, this would not happen.

But Xu Qichen, who was thinking this way, just felt more willful.

"No."

Mu Yao twitched at the corner of his mouth and looked at Xu Qichen, who was silent, "Don't you send me back to school first?"

Xu Qichen still did not speak.

The driver drove the car into the community where Xu Qichen lived. He opened the door first, paid the driver, and then walked to the back seat.

"From today, you will live with me temporarily."

Xu Qichen's voice was very low.

I can't leave you alone.

In this way, he took Muyao back to where he lived.

This feeling is weird, like picking up an injured stray dog ​​home.

I opened the door and found that the otaku roommate shut himself in the room again to play games. The sound was loud, and I could still hear it vaguely through the door, probably because I thought there was no one at home, so I turned on the speaker.

This gave Xu Qichen a sense of security.

Helping Muyao into the room and sitting down, Xu Qichen kept reflecting on whether his attitude towards him was too cold.

Because he was very angry, angry at the person who hurt him maliciously, and angry at what he said.

I am even more angry, knowing the original plot, but still unable to make changes.

So many emotions mingled in the chest and turned into a gloomy cotton ball, which blocked all the concerns, tenderness, distress and pain in the throat, and couldn't say a word.

Just injured.

But as soon as he saw Mu Yao's painful expression, he couldn't help thinking of the original ending.

so afraid.

It's dark.

Xu Qichen moved away and wanted to turn on the lights, but Mu Yao grabbed his wrist.

"Don't be angry with me."

His voice is also very low, with a hint of begging for mercy.

"Am I... already punished?"

Mu Yao raised his face and smiled at Xu Qichen who turned his head.

"Next time, I will be obedient."