School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

After the principal finished speaking and announced the end of the welcome party, Song Nanqiao took the backpack and ran straight back to the dormitory. When leaving, Wen Wenyao glanced in the direction she left.

She came very early, and there was no one in the dormitory.

Follow the instructions of the system to find my own bed.

The one who sleeps is out of bed, and there is also a mosquito net.

"The original owner still has a mosquito net on the bed?" Song Nanqiao was a little surprised. The opaque mosquito net is a good thing, at least it can have its own independent space.

"The original owner bought this to appreciate Wen Wenyao's beauty alone."

Song Nanqiao: ...

Song Nanqiao took out all the things in the backpack. The ones with a relatively large amount of information were the original owner's mobile phone, the cards and ID cards in the wallet, notebooks and school textbooks.

The mobile phone is an ordinary mobile phone without a password, and all the games are downloaded on the desktop. After Song Nanqiao opened it, he looked at the photo album of the original owner, and it was full of Wen Wenyao's photos.

Song Nanqiao deleted them backhandedly.By the way, the game is also deleted, taking up memory.

Then there was the original owner's social software, and there were not many people added to it. Song Nanqiao found the little fat man who was talking to him at the conference.

This little fat man is called Kang Huihui, and he seems to have a good relationship with the original owner. The chat records between the two of them have almost never been broken. The original owner is also willing to see some Wen Wenyao's photos with this little fat man.

Then there is the original owner's bank account.

Because the original owner is a repeat student, 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, downloaded the bank app, and the balance was only more than 700 yuan, which was not even enough for this semester's living expenses.

This is completely giving her a zero-level account.

Song Nanqiao looked at the textbook again. The textbook contained some very simple high school knowledge. Song Nanqiao read these textbooks in his previous life, and he was already sick. Above 680 is absolutely stable.

You don't need to put too much thought into this at all, relying on your high-intensity memory, you can quickly run from class f to class a, and then use the resources of class a to climb back to the pinnacle of life.

Song Nanqiao was still planning his beautiful 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 to say hello to them.

As soon as he lifted the mosquito net, he found that no one was looking at her, and they all looked away. Occasionally, when one or two people saw Song Nanqiao, they all showed a look of contempt.

The original owner didn't like Song Nanqiao very much in their dormitory because they didn't fit in well, had poor grades, liked girls, and liked to play with chubby ones, etc.

It's good now, and they confessed their love directly in front of the Great Hall. Now they only think that Song Nanqiao is a psycho, a complete psycho! ! !

They don't want to play with Song Nanqiao anymore, low IQ is contagious.

Song Nanqiao seems to have noticed something. It seems that the original owner is not very popular. Forget it, she won't be so fussy with this group of children. Time to concentrate on studying.

Thinking of this, Song Nanqiao picked up her clothes and prepared to wash up. She always likes to be clean.

He took the clothes and walked into the bathroom, closed the door, but heard the mocking voices of the girls outside the door.

"Hey, I finally know I need to take a bath."

"Probably because I was so excited to see the goddess."

Everyone took Song Nanqiao as a laughing stock.

Song Nanqiao was not annoyed either, soon these people would lose sight of herself, her goal now was to save enough tuition for the next semester and enter Class A.

Song Nanqiao washed and washed, and found that there was no money in the water card of the original owner, but she had only washed half of it, and the bubbles on her body had not been wiped off.

I can only bite the bullet and wash in cold water.

After washing with cold water, Song Nanqiao was covered in goose bumps all over his body, shivering from the cold, put his pajamas on his body two or three times, and lay down under 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% compatibility between you and Wen Wenyao?"

At this time, the system suddenly made a sound.

"Well, what's the matter." Song Nanqiao said indifferently.

"But if you are like this, Wen Wenyao will be very miserable."

"Oh, what a tragedy?"

"She's been alone all her life."

"Who are you bluffing, she has so many suitors."

"But her matching value with others is not even ten percent."

In this world, if the matching rate is not [-]%, it is very difficult to be together. Even after getting together, it will be divorced due to poor spiritual comfort.

It is because of Wen Wenyao's wonderful matching value that the system can make a move, so that the matching degree between Song Nanqiao and Wen Wenyao has reached 100%.

It can be regarded as indirect... oh no, it directly matched two people.

"It's none of my business. Is she my type?" Song Nanqiao seemed very heartless, although the words were awkward.

"You don't like the pretty one, what type do you like, the Cuihua one?"

"Well, I like gentler, generous and delicate ones. It doesn't have to be pretty."

"Wen Wenyao is not gentle?? Wen Wenyao is not generous? Wen Wenyao is not delicate?"

Now the system finally understood why Song Nanqiao didn't fall in love at first sight, it turned out that he was already blind.

Apart from her face, Wen Wenyao's most praiseworthy thing is her gentle character and aristocratic demeanor, but even though she is a noble lady, she still retains a bit of the cleanliness of the girl next door.

The system stopped talking

System: I won't tell her if the host is blind, I'm waiting for the moment when she recovers her eyesight.

Song Nanqiao felt very tired, and she didn't want to talk to the system anymore. She covered her head with a quilt, and now she just wanted to have a good 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 door, and Wen Wenyao's thin body got into the car.

Although very tired, Wen Wenyao has always maintained a good sitting posture for the eldest lady of your family.

This posture has been engraved in Wen Wenyao's mind, forming a muscle memory.

She was really tired today, and after changing her clothes, she wanted to lie 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 pampered his sister's head.

This younger sister, who is only two years younger than her, was not so active in taking her home before. What happened today.

"Sister, I heard that you were confessed in public today?" The girl's eyes lit up, with a gossip expression on her whole face.

When Wen Wenyao made a speech, the whole process was broadcast live by the camera, and Wen Jiayao watched it at home. When Wen Wenyao was confessed, she became excited.

"How is it, sister, is that person handsome? Is he kind? Is he rich?" Wen Wenyao asked three times in a row, and Wen Wenyao had a headache.

"Hey, let's not talk about this for now, put down the hot water for me, I want to take a hot bath." Wen Wenyao didn't intend to answer his little sister's question.

"Okay." The little girl pouted dissatisfiedly, but she still went to prepare hot water for Wen Wenyao.

"By the way, don't tell your parents about my confession." Wen Wenyao suddenly thought of something, and called the little girl back.

The Wen family has strict education. Although her parents didn't take care of her much, they reminded her once when she just entered the first year of high school.

"You are not allowed to fall in love for three years in high school, or the family law will take care of you."

When my father said this, his expression was very serious.

His father's serious and even a little scary expression is still imprinted in his mind.

Wen Wenyao was lying on his bed. He shouldn't have thought about these things at first, but the question from his sister just now pulled his thoughts back again.

Wen Wenyao wants to know more about the person who caught his attention than the person who confessed to him...

Wen Wenyao took some sex education courses when he was a child. When the teacher at home told himself these puberty precautions, he specifically mentioned a noun.

"Match value."

When the teacher talked about the matching value, Wen Wenyao was confused.

"Teacher, what is the matching value?"

"It's the degree of compatibility between lovers. Normally, if the matching value of two people exceeds 80.00%, they will be attracted to each other unconsciously."

"Attracted to each other? What does that feel like?"

When Wen Wenyao was a child, he didn't know what kind of feeling it was to be attracted. Now that he has grown up, he has never felt it. What kind of feeling is it.

just now……

Indeed, at that moment, I felt that someone was attracting me, and I let my eyes look over unconsciously...

For a moment, the heart was strongly pulled.

Ah... It's kind of like, the feeling of thumping.

This feeling is really, let a person feel, unbelievable.

Wen Wenyao didn't realize that there was already a different kind of tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes.

"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 it faded away from her neck, looking extremely 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..."