Sheng Yan was woken up by Gou You's phone call the next day at noon.

"Hey, Yan-ge, are you alright? I heard from Weasel that you took sick leave? Why did you suddenly get sick? Did Qin Zigui upset you?"

Sheng Yan frowned and turned over uncomfortably: "What sick leave?"

After saying that, she realized that her throat was very hoarse and a little sore. When she instinctively reached for her huge cat-shaped pillow, she missed.

Something doesn't feel right.

Sheng Yan slowly opened his eyes and saw a bookshelf full of books, trophies and certificates on the opposite wall, as well as a room decorated in a minimalist, almost austere style.

Isn't this Qin Zigui's room?

Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment. When he saw the throat lozenges on the bedside table, his memory slowly expanded and returned to its original shape, like a sponge that had come into contact with water.

It all started with him arguing with Qin Zigui.

Then he came to Qin Zigui's house for dinner on his birthday.

Then Ms. Xu told him that her house had been bombed and that he had to stay at Qin Zigui's house for a month.

Finally, he was so shocked by the news that he choked on a mouthful of chopped chili fish head and downed a large glass of baijiu.

The final hurdle in all the memories was Qin Zigui's "woof".

There was no reluctance, no mockery or teasing; it was natural and unremarkable. While it lacked the exhilarating feeling of revenge after embarrassing and backing down a sworn enemy, there was no discomfort whatsoever either. It was just like…

It felt like I'd been coaxed.

But why did Qin Zigui try to coax him?

A year ago, this would have been normal, but now their relationship is such that they're practically estranged.

What kind of dirty trick is this guy up to now?

Sheng Yan stared at the full bookshelf, lost in thought.

On the other end of the phone, Gou You said "hello" several times: "Hello? Brother Yan? Are you still there? Did something really happen? Holy crap, don't scare me."

"Shut up." Sheng Yan was snapped back to reality and said irritably, "It's your birthday, aren't you unlucky?"

"Pah, pah, pah, don't take this tapping on the wood seriously." Gou You tapped the wood three times and then said, "I was just worried because I sent you my birthday wishes right on time last night, but you didn't reply until noon and didn't come to class."

noon?

Sheng Yan took the phone up to his face and saw that the time was 12:11 PM on July 7, 2020.

My message board is flooded with WeChat messages, text messages, and private messages from friends and family. Almost all of them have sent me birthday wishes.

Except for one person.

Sheng Yan repeatedly clicked to exit and confirmed that he had not received any messages from Qin Zigui. Then, in a fit of pique, he cursed, "You piece of trash."

"???" Gou You on the other end of the phone was instantly terrified. "Brother Yan, why are you yelling at me?! What did I do wrong again?!"

"I didn't insult you." Sheng Yan was too lazy to explain. "I saw the skin you sent. Thanks. I'll treat you to dinner later. I'm free here and can go to class this afternoon."

After saying that, Sheng Yan hung up the phone, having nothing else to say.

Clicking on Ms. Xu's WeChat profile picture revealed several unread messages, all sent at 5 a.m.

It's estimated that Ms. Xu left home early in the morning.

[Empress Dowager]: He got drunk after just two ounces of liquor. He's so delicate. Don't tell anyone he's my son when he goes out in the future.

[Empress Dowager]: Don't worry, I've arranged sick leave for you. Just stay home and sleep peacefully. You can go to class when you wake up.

[Empress Dowager]: But I'm still a little regretful that I didn't see you before I left, and that I didn't get to say happy seventeenth birthday to you in person.

[Empress Dowager]: But you must believe that your mother will always love you and has no other greedy requests. She just hopes that her son can continue to grow up kind, brave, happy and joyful in the new year.

[Empress Dowager]: I'll let you know I've arrived safely in London tonight. Take good care of yourself at Aunt Qin's house, listen to Zigui, and don't worry your mother.

[Empress Dowager]: I love you.

Sheng Yan lay on the bed, pursing his lips, his fingers flying across the keyboard: [Mother, rest assured, wear your mask, come back soon, and be careful. Our family has enough money already. You can go to London and see more handsome British men, and work less. Your son kneels in greeting.]

After sending the message, I tossed my phone aside and prepared to turn over and lie back down. But when I kicked, I kicked something hard and uncomfortable. I got up and lifted the blanket to see that it was the book "After Obtaining the Wish System, I Reached the Pinnacle of Life".

Looking at the book title, Sheng Yan seemed to vaguely recall a dream he had last night.

It's basically like Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, told him that the wish he made on his birthday last year would come true after he woke up from his sleep.

joke.

How can this be achieved?

Should we give him a wishing system too?

But why do I vaguely remember dreaming about Qin Zigui?

Having this kind of dream on your big birthday is incredibly unlucky.

And how can this person be so stingy, not even giving a perfunctory birthday greeting?

Just then, my phone chimed.

Sheng Yan's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly grabbed his phone to take a look, but then that light dimmed.

It was a banner message from an app: [Wishing our little master a prosperous birthday!]

Sheng Yan tossed his phone aside, looking rather uninterested.

After throwing it away, he paused, then picked it up again to take a look.

The "Make Your Dreams Come True" app?

What the heck?

When did I download this thing?

Swipe up to unlock the screen, and sure enough, I saw a logo on the main screen that I had never seen before.

The logo features a smoky pink base with a milky white vertical arc, resembling half a heart sketched by a painter when longing for a lover. Below the logo are four characters: "May all your wishes come true."

I clicked on it and took a look.

The screen went completely dark instantly, followed by a mechanically typed line of white text: [Hello, Sheng Yan, congratulations! You have been selected as the current host by the Wish Come True App. Click to bind and begin your wish journey.]

? ? ?

Where have I seen this routine before?

Could it be that I'm being scammed by a man spending 180,000 yuan on me with just three sentences?

With the idea of ​​seeing what other ingenious ideas a scam app could come up with, Sheng Yan clicked to bind his account.

A pop-up message appears: "APP User Agreement and Usage Instructions"

1. The app must reach a strict mutual confidentiality agreement with the user, meaning that neither the app nor the user shall disclose any specific usage details of the app to any third party.

2. During use, users shall not make any requests or demands that violate the laws and regulations of the People's Republic of China or public order and good morals, shall not demand to forcibly and rudely bind the emotions of others, and shall not have any purpose of harming others or seeking improper benefits.

3. In accordance with the law of conservation of matter, every wish requires the user to complete a corresponding task, but the user may not be required to pay any money. Similarly, after making a wish, the user may not refuse to fulfill the obligation to complete the task (the scope of the task is the same as in Regulation 2).

4. The final interpretation of this app rests with the app developer. Thank you for using it.

The developers of this thing seem to be quite law-abiding.

Scammers these days are getting more and more sophisticated.

Although Sheng Yan didn't quite understand, he was deeply shocked.

Click "Read and Agree" to proceed.

The scene changed again.

This time, instead of a simple and abrupt interface switch, a short animation was rendered to gradually introduce the interface.

A chubby little angel with short wings, its round bottom sticking out, stumbled and fell off the moon while holding an injured kitten.

With a soft thud, she landed on the thick, soft grass, her eyes welling with tears of pain, but she still held tightly to the little kitten in her arms and bravely got up.

Then, tilting his head back, he looked around the desolate and dilapidated garden and exclaimed, "Huh?"

The image freezes, and text appears.

[Every child chosen by the God of God is an angel who has saved other souls. To reward these angels, the God of God has decided to grant their wishes. Click to confirm and receive the God of God's reward.]

confirm.

[Everything in the human world must undergo trials; all things in the world have causes and effects. Different levels of wishes can be made at different stages, and different tasks need to be completed. Click on the host scan to confirm your current level.]

scanning.

[The host's current wish level is Lv.1, available wish level: Beginner, task difficulty: Easy, frequency: twice a week (refreshes on Wednesdays), upgrade requirement: complete ten beginner tasks and fulfill ten beginner wishes to upgrade to Lv.2. Scan complete, click Next to enter the wishing tutorial.]

Next step.

[Wish Making Tutorial: Step 1, collect ten daisy seeds; Step 2, put your wish in the garden mailbox, and if approved, you will receive a flower pot; Step 3, plant the seeds in the flower pot, and you will receive a task letter; Step 4, click to complete the task and wait for approval; Step 5, approval complete, wait for your wish to come true and the daisies to bloom.]

It's made to sound quite artistic and romantic.

Sheng Yan became increasingly interested in this fraudulent app and actually clicked to claim the daisy seeds.

In addition to the seeds, three pots of daisies appeared on the screen, along with a letter: [The system has detected that the host's trust level is currently 0. Therefore, in order to increase the host's trust level, the system has decided to give three pots of blooming daisies as a trial, granting three basic wishes without requiring any tasks, in order to establish trust between the host and the system. Please accept this gift.]

Are there trial packs available?

Sheng Yan felt that this was most likely one of those common scams in shopping malls where you first win a prize and try it out for free, and then gradually trick you into making other purchases.

The shell may be fancy and elaborate, but the core remains the same despite all the variations.

Did you think you could trick him with such a low-level tactic?

It does not exist.

Sheng Yan thought he was incredibly clever.

I casually entered a wish: [I want sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch]

A white circle appears on the page and rotates.

Five seconds later: Wish granted.

Ten seconds later, Qin Ru's voice came from the kitchen: "Auntie, Zigui is coming back for lunch. Can you make some sweet and sour pork ribs again?"

The cook readily agreed: "Sure, no problem, it'll be ready in ten minutes!"

Sheng Yan, who had been casually tapping the screen, suddenly stopped: "?"

Is this just a coincidence?

This must be a coincidence, right?

No, let's try again.

Sheng Yan typed rapidly with both hands: "[Hopefully I can know the winning numbers for the next Super Lotto draw in advance]"

The white circle is rotating.

Three seconds later: The wish is too high and is rejected.

Is this wish going too far?

Stingy, can't afford to play games.

Sheng Yan snorted disdainfully, pondering what wish he should make that wouldn't be too extravagant, when he heard someone enter the room and Qin Zigui's cool, low voice: "Auntie, I'm back."

Sheng Yan immediately came up with a plan: [He promised to make Qin Zigui fall down right away.]

The white circle rotates again.

Five seconds later: Wish granted.

The instant those four words appeared, a loud thud, accompanied by the panicked voices of Qin Ru and the cooking aunt, abruptly rang out in the living room: "Zigui, what happened? Be careful, does it hurt? Did you bump or scrape yourself anywhere?"

"It's nothing, I just slipped."

Qin Zigui remained as calm and composed as ever.

Instead, it was Sheng Yan, the instigator in the room, who became unsettled.

He was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Holy crap?!"

What happened?!

How could an AI robot like Qin Zigui, which has its own complete control system, actually fall down?

Or did he trip and fall the very first second after his wish was granted?

coincide.

It must be a coincidence.

As a pure materialist who grew up in a socialist country and received a Marxist-Leninist education, I cannot believe that this is not a coincidence.

Sheng Yan pursed his lips and quickly typed again: [I hope Qin Zigui chokes even when drinking cold water.]

"Cough cough cough cough—"

Qin Zigui's unexpected low cough and the clatter of a glass being slammed back onto the coffee table rang out as expected.

Sheng Yan: "..."

I'm dumbfounded.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he sat up abruptly, grabbed the thick yellow book, and began to flip through it frantically.

A struggling student who is constantly suppressed.

I got drunk on my birthday.

You obtain a wish-granting system called "May Your Wishes Come True".

Then he started punching the top student and kicking the student council president...

Hold? !

Has the novel become reality?!

Did his birthday wish from last year come true?!

It's a scam app, isn't it?

This world can't be that magical, can it?

Sheng Yan's brain, still reeling from the alcohol poisoning of last night, was stunned.

Then, another notification popped up on the phone screen: [You have used up your three trial opportunities. The task cycle will officially refresh on Wednesday. Please come and experience it in person at that time.]

Today is Tuesday, July 7th, which means we can start seriously doing tasks and making wishes tomorrow.

Sheng Yan bit his lip, tapped the screen with his fingertip, and after a brief moment of thought, decided not to uninstall it yet, but to wait and see what tasks he would be given in the future.

If it's a scam involving money, selling personal privacy, or engaging in illegal and immoral activities, then just report it and let the police teach these scammers a lesson.

But if it's a normal task, and the wish is granted...

Thinking about how he was first in the grade, a shooting champion, stepping on Qin Xiaogou, punching Qin Da Miao, instructing Huang Shuliang to issue daily notices criticizing Qin Zigui, ordering Qin Zigui to write a 5,000-word self-criticism every day, and making Qin Zigui follow him around doing his homework every day, Sheng Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"why are you laughing."

Sheng Yan was happily imagining Qin Zigui pitifully tugging at his sleeve and calling him "brother" when he suddenly heard a cold sound from the doorway. He reflexively jumped out of bed and said sternly, feeling guilty, "Why don't you knock before entering other people's rooms?!"

Qin Zigui leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, and glanced at the young master who was wearing his pajamas, stepping on his blankets, and baring his teeth at him in his room. He said indifferently, "This is my room."

"..." Sheng Yan froze slightly upon realizing the problem, then reluctantly climbed off the bed. "It's not like I don't have a room or pajamas. Please let me sleep here."

"Yes, you asked for it." Qin Zigui nodded. "You said my pajamas smelled nice, the room was big, the bed was soft, and it was close to the bathroom, so you didn't want to leave."

Sheng Yan: "..."

Qin Zigui: "Should I call my aunt over to verify?"

Sheng Yan: "...Hmph!"

Sheng Yan felt it would be bad luck to stay there for even a second longer. With a sour face, he picked up the big yellow book and his phone, hugged his backpack, and walked past Qin Zigui with his head held high, intending to return to his room with his head held high.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Qin Zigui grabbed the back of his pajamas by the collar and pulled him back.

Sheng Yan was so angry that he slapped his hand away: "What are you doing!"

Qin Zigui didn't answer, but bent down to pick up a slipper from the doorway, then picked up another one from under the table and placed it in front of Sheng Yan: "Put it on."

Sheng Yan slid on his slippers indignantly: "You really are a nagging old woman."

Qin Zigui did not deny it: "If I weren't your mother, you would have slept in the toilet all night, smelling terrible."

"..."

Rubbish!

Sheng Yan, living under someone else's roof, was bound by obligation to his employer and couldn't win an argument with Qin Zigui for the time being. He could only glare at Qin Zigui fiercely before storming back to his room across the street. He slammed the door shut, threw his backpack aside, and was about to pull out his specially customized "dartboard for when he's angry with Qin Zigui" when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

Upon taking it out, it reads: [Wish Fulfillment App: The system has detected that the host's current trust level is 30%, and today is the host's birthday. Therefore, the system has decided to temporarily grant a basic wish x1, valid until 00:00 on July 8, 2020.]

Is there really such a good thing?

Sheng Yan's current attitude towards this app is one of trust but not complete faith. However, upon seeing this message, he immediately had a flash of inspiration and typed: "[I hope Qin Zigui will obediently act as my underling today]."

The wish has been granted.

Then he opened the door and shouted at Qin Zigui, who was tidying up a table in the opposite room, "Qin Zigui! You come here!"

Qin Zigui stopped what he was doing, walked to the door of the opposite room, leaned against the door frame, and looked down at him across the aisle: "Say what you have to say."

And they're still arrogant.

Sheng Yan snorted coldly: "Call me brother."

Qin Zigui raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression not particularly friendly.

He already had a somewhat aloof and unapproachable appearance, and now, with his eyebrows slightly raised and looking down at people, he seemed even more difficult to get along with.

Sheng Yan was never afraid of him.

only……

Is that wish-granting app really a scam app?

As Sheng Yan was thinking, a cool "Brother" came from above his head.

"?"

Sheng Yan looked up.

Qin Zigui frowned slightly, looking very unwilling, but as if he was being forced to speak by an invisible force. He swallowed hard, parted his lips slightly, and reluctantly uttered two more words: "Brother."

And then at that moment, the sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Sheng Yan felt he could do it again.

He tilted his head back, his eyebrows relaxed, and a bright smile appeared on his face, revealing a young man's proud and boastful smile: "Hey, good little brother."