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Chapter 3 100% Fit
Chapter 3 100% Fit
After the principal finished announcing the end of the welcome meeting, Song Nanqiao took the backpack and ran straight back to the dormitory. As he left, Wen Wenyao glanced in the direction where she left.
She came very early, and there was no one in the dormitory.
Follow the system's instructions to find your own bed.
Sleeping is out of bed, and mosquito nets.
"There is still a mosquito net on the original owner's bed?" Song Nanqiao was a little surprised, an opaque mosquito net is a good thing, at least it can have its own independence
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"This was bought by the original owner to appreciate Wen Wenyao's beauty alone."
Song Nanqiao: …
Song Nanqiao took out everything in the backpack. The ones with a large amount of information were the original owner's mobile phone, the card and ID card in the wallet, notebooks and school textbooks.
The mobile phone is an ordinary mobile phone without a password. All downloaded games on the desktop are games. After Song Nanqiao opened it, he looked at the original owner's mobile phone album, and it was full of Wen Wenyao's photos.
Song Nanqiao deleted them backhand. By the way, the game is also deleted, occupying memory.
Then there is the original owner's social software. There are not many people on it. Song Nanqiao found the little fat man who was talking to him at the conference.
This little fat man is named Kang Huihui. He seems to have a good relationship with the original owner. The chat records between the two of them are almost never broken. The original owner is also willing to see some pictures of Wen Wenyao with this little fat man.
Then there is the original owner's bank account.
Because the original owner is a repeater, he is still a sophomore in high school, but he is an adult, so he has his own bank account.
Song Nanqiao opened the mobile phone and downloaded the bank's app. The balance was only over 700 yuan. This amount of money was not enough for the living expenses this semester.
This completely gave her a zero-level account.
Song Nanqiao looked at the textbook again. The textbook was almost full of simple high school knowledge. Song Nanqiao read these textbooks in the last life and had already vomited. Above 680 is absolutely stable.
You don't need to spend too much time on this. With your high-intensity memory, you can quickly go from Class F to Class A, and then use the resources of Class A to reach the peak of life again.
Song Nanqiao was still planning his Meimei plan in his heart, when suddenly, a group of uninvited guests broke in.
Like her roommate.
Song Nanqiao tidied up his bed and wanted to go out and say hello to them.
As soon as the mosquito net was lifted, they found that no one was looking at her, so they all looked away. Occasionally, one or two people saw Song Nanqiao, and they all showed a look of contempt.
Because the original owner was not gregarious, his grades were extremely poor, he liked girls, and he liked to play with chubby ones, etc., so they almost didn't like Song Nanqiao in the dormitory.
It's better now, and confessed directly in front of the Great Hall. Now they only think that Song Nanqiao is a lunatic, a complete lunatic! ! !
They don't want to play more with Song Nanqiao, low IQ is contagious.
Song Nanqiao seems to have noticed something. It seems that the original owner is not very popular. That's all, she won't care so much with these children. It's not bad. Time to focus on studying.
Thinking of this, Song Nanqiao picked up her clothes and prepared to wash. She always likes to be clean.
He walked into the bathroom with his clothes and closed the door, only to hear the mocking voices of the girls outside the door.
"Yo, I finally know it's time to take a shower."
"Probably because I was so excited to see the goddess."
Everyone took Song Nanqiao as a laughing stock.
Song Nanqiao is not annoyed either. Soon these people will no longer be able to see her. Her goal now is to save enough tuition for the next semester and enter Class A.
Song Nanqiao washed and washed, and found that the original owner's water card had no money, but she had only washed half of it, and the bubbles on her body had not been wiped clean.
Can only bite the bullet and wash in cold water.
After washing with cold water, Song Nanqiao had goose bumps all over his body and shivered from the cold. He put his pajamas over his body two or three times and lay on the quilt.
Now I can only pray that I don't catch a cold.
"By the way, are you really going to waste the 100% fit between you and Wen Wenyao?"
The system suddenly made a sound at this time.
"Well, what's the matter." Song Nanqiao said calmly.
"But if you are like this, Wen Wenyao will be miserable."
"Oh, what a horrible way?"
"She will be alone all her life."
"Who are you bluffing, she has so many suitors."
"But she doesn't even have a ten percent match with anyone else."
In this world, if the matching degree is not 10%, it is very difficult to be together. Even after being together, it will lead to divorce due to poor spiritual comfort.
It is because of Wen Wenyao's strange match value that the system can move its hands and feet, so that the match between Song Nanqiao and Wen Wenyao has reached 100%.
It's also indirect... oh no, it's a direct match between two people.
"It's none of my business, is she the type I like?" Song Nanqiao seemed very ruthless, although this sentence was awkward.
"You don't like it that looks good, what type do you like, the Cuihua kind??"
"Well, I like gentle, generous and beautiful. It doesn't have to be pretty."
"Wen Wenyao is not gentle?? Wen Wenyao is not generous? Wen Wenyao is not good-looking?"
The system now finally understands why Song Nanqiao didn't fall in love at first sight. It turned out that he was already blind.
In addition to her face, Wen Wenyao's most worthy of praise is her gentle personality and noble demeanor, but although she is a noble lady, she still retains a bit of the cleanliness of the girl next door.
The system does not speak
System: I won't tell her if the host is blind. I'm waiting for the moment when she regains her sight.
Song Nanqiao felt very tired, and she didn't want to talk to the system anymore. She covered her head with the quilt. Now she just wanted to have a good night's sleep, and then
Start studying hard tomorrow...
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After Wen Wenyao changed her dress, the driver at home was already waiting for her at the school gate.
"Miss, please get in the car." The driver opened the car door, and Wen Wenyao's thin body got into the car.
Although very tired, Wen Wenyao has always maintained the good sitting posture of your eldest lady.
This posture has been engraved in Wen Wenyao's mind, forming a muscle memory.
She was really tired today. After changing her clothes, she wanted to lie down on her big bed and have a good sleep.
When Wen Wenyao just arrived at the door, a girl about her age rushed out, it was her sister, Wen Jiayao.
"sister."
Wen Wenyao fondly touched his sister's head.
This sister, who is only two years younger than her, was not so active in picking her up before. What happened today.
"Sister, I heard that you were confessed in public today?" The girl's eyes lit up, and her whole face was full of gossip.
When Wen Wenyao made his remarks, the whole process was broadcast live by the camera. Wen Jiayao watched it at home. When she saw Wen Wenyao's confession, she was all excited.
"How is it, sister, is that person handsome? Kind or kind? Are you rich?" Wen Wenyao asked three times in a row, causing Wen Wenyao to have a headache.
"Damn, let's not talk about this for now. Help me put down the hot water. I want to take a hot bath." Wen Wenyao didn't plan to answer his little sister's question.
"Okay." The little girl pouted in dissatisfaction, but went to prepare hot water for Wen Wenyao anyway.
"By the way, I was confessed, don't tell my father and mother." Wen Wenyao suddenly thought of something and called the little girl back.
Wen's family was very strict, and although her parents didn't care much about her, they reminded her once when she was just entering the first year of high school.
"You are not allowed to fall in love for three years in high school, otherwise the family law will serve you."
When my father said this, his expression was very serious.
The serious and even scary expression of his father was still imprinted in his mind to this day.
Wen Wenyao was lying on his bed, he shouldn't have thought about this, but the question from his sister just now pulled his thoughts back again.
Compared with the person who confessed to him, Wen Wenyao wanted to know more about the person who caught his eye...
Wen Wenyao took some sex education courses when he was a child, and the teacher at home mentioned a term in particular when he told himself these matters needing attention in adolescence.
"Match value."
When the teacher talked about the matching value, Wen Wenyao was at a loss.
"Teacher, what is the matching value?"
"It's the degree of fit between lovers. Usually, if the matching value of two people exceeds 80%, they will be unconsciously attracted to each other."
"Attracted to each other? What does that feel like?"
When Wen Wenyao was a child, he didn't know what it was like to be attracted, but now that he's grown up, he has never felt it.
Now……
Indeed, at that moment, I felt that someone was attracting me, making my eyes look over unconsciously...
For a moment, the heart was pulled violently.
Ah... it's kind of like a heart-pounding feeling.
This feeling is really, people feel, incredible.
Wen Wenyao didn't realize that there was a different kind of tenderness on his eyebrows.
"Sister, the hot water is ready for you."
When Wen Wenyao took his face out of his head, he looked in the mirror.
A blush appeared on his face.
It's the shyness of a girl...
Wen Wenyao took off his clothes.
The girl's originally fair skin was dyed a little red, and then she fainted from the neck, which was very beautiful.
Wen Wenyao lay in the bathtub, enjoying a moment of peace.
She raised her head, revealing her fair neck, and unconsciously drew Song Nanqiao's eyes in her mind.
"I want to see her again..."