The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

Before Song Nan died, those kneeling beside her bed were the children of her brothers and sisters. She had never been married.

Many people have asked her why she doesn't want to get married, but Song Nan only said that she hasn't met the right one.

It's true that Song Nan didn't meet anyone here that made her attracted, and she didn't want to get married and live with someone else.

What a joke, she is the richest man in the Wei Dynasty, does she need to wrong herself?

"Sister-in-law! What will I do if you leave!"

"Sister-in-law, oooooo~"

"Auntie, you haven't met my grandchildren yet..."

Looking at the middle-aged children, Song Nan sighed softly: "Xiao Hao, go out and call your grandparents to come in."

A bunch of brats howled so hard that she felt dizzy.

Some things, if you don't explain them, it will be too late.

When the juniors went out, Song Nan looked at the bed curtain with blank eyes.

System, system, why can't we exchange survival points for life span? I don’t even want to count the many points of survival. Wouldn’t it be better for me to have a life span?

In my two lifetimes, I haven’t even had a hundred years in total. It’s such a loss.

"Nan Nan..."

Song Nan looked at the people entering the room and said softly: "I am not Nan Nan, I am Song Nan."

"My name is Song Nan, but I am not your child Song Nan, nor your sister Song Nan..."

Song Nan talked about her own affairs angrily, without paying any attention to the expressions of the Song family.

She talked about the era she lived in, the things of that era, how she got here, and the words she used to lie to them.

The voice became quieter and softer, and Song Nan's eyes became more and more dazzled.

Amidst the cries, Song Nan's consciousness gradually blurred.

*

"Nan Nan? Nan Nan?"

"Why hasn't this girl moved yet? It will be too late if she doesn't get up!"

"Hurry up! If you keep lying down, you won't be able to catch up with morning class! You don't listen to me not to stay up late and read novels. You read them every day! Why are you still standing there! Why don't you get up?!"

Amidst the chaos, Song Nan was shaken awake.

Morning class?

Reading novels?

Song Nan rubbed her temples and sat up. She was pulled by her roommate Zhong Lili to change clothes and wash up. Then she went to the classroom in a hurry.

"Let me tell you, our ideological and political teacher has been replaced! I heard that he is still a young professor who transferred from S University! I don't know why this person came to us from a double first-class school. What is he doing?"

"I'll go! Where's your book?!"

Song Nan recalled it and shook her head silently: "I didn't bring it, and I didn't bring my mobile phone either."

The buns she ate just now were bought by Zhong Lili who took the initiative to squeeze into the crowd when she saw that she was not in a good state.

Zhong Lili rolled her eyes: "Come on, you are really good! I hope this professor is short-sighted, and you will be in trouble if he sees you without books."

When the professor appeared, Song Nan felt that she was short-sighted.

Why does this professor look exactly like Song Huai?

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked up again.

I saw the professor holding chalk and writing two words on the blackboard: "Hello fellow students, from today on I will be your ideological and political teacher. My name is Song Huai."

The handsome professor smiled, his eyes scanning the people below from time to time, causing some students to exclaim.

Some brave students saw that the professor was so easy to get along with and even whistled: "Professor Song, the girls in our class really want to know if you have a partner. Please tell us!"

"I'm married and my child is two years old."

Zhong Lili covered her mouth and slapped Song Nan's arm: "I'll go! The child is two years old at such a young age?! Marry young!"

Song Nan smiled helplessly: "This is called a match made in heaven."

Zhong Lili chuckled: "We have never met Professor Song's partner, how do we know if he is a good person?"

Song Nan thought: I have seen it.

Song Huai's wife was the legitimate daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Works, and they met at the Ministry of Works.

"Lili, I don't have my phone with me. Please give me your phone and I'll search for something."

Zhong Lili covered her phone and smiled: "Well, wait until I delete the browsing history~"

What should I delete from my browsing history?

and many more!

Song Nan held her forehead, she almost forgot that this roommate was a complete lover of a certain article, and often received official text messages...

Zhong Lili operated the phone for a while, then pushed the phone over: "Here, here it is."

Song Nan opened the browser and searched for the names "Song He Du Feng".

No way, she had long forgotten what the book was called. She only remembered that Song He and Du Feng were the two protagonists. Searching for their names would definitely bring up the book.

"Villain's Counterattack Strategy"?

and many more!

Why this name?

Song Nan clicked on the author's homepage and saw that there were two books on the author's homepage!

The author's pen name is "Shuangnan is my daughter". She has written three books in total. The first is called "Drought is coming, the whole family goes south to make a living", and the third is called "Wear the best clothes to escape famine and lead the whole family to a well-off society." 》.

The second book is called "The Opportunity to Seize the Protagonist at the Beginning and the Reborn Villain's Counterattack". This Tomato platform can have multiple titles. The "Villain's Counterattack Strategy" that Song Nan read is one of the titles of this book.

but……

Why are these three books so strange?

The characters in the three books are all the same? ?

The protagonist of the first book is Fang Peilan, the protagonist of the second book is Song He, and the protagonist of the third book is "Song Nan"!

this! this! this!

Song Nan stared at the screen without blinking.

I opened the introduction to the third book mechanically. Isn’t what was written in the introduction exactly what I had done through my life? !

Zhong Lili poked her: "Nannan! Professor Song is here! Put your phone away quickly!"

Song Nan was about to put her phone into her pocket when she saw someone striding over and taking the phone from her hand.

Song Huai narrowed his eyes and said, "This classmate, come to the office with me after class."

The students around him were surprised, when did Song Nan become so courageous? How dare you play with your phone in the new teacher’s class!

And got caught!

It seems that her ideological and political issues are in doubt at the end of the semester!

after class.

Zhong Lili looked happy: "Fortunately, I deleted my browsing history..."

Song Nan patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will get it back."

She followed Song Huai to the office like a quail. The instructor in the office was a little confused when she saw it: "Teacher Song, who is Song Nan?"

Song Huai smiled: "Song Nan is very serious in class. I want her to be my class representative."

The instructor nodded repeatedly: "Song Nan is indeed very serious, but she is very slippery. Teachers in several courses wanted her to be the class representative but this child refused. Come on, Teacher Song!"

After saying that, he walked out of the office and stood outside the corridor, leaving space for the two of them.

However, he still paid attention and did not close the door.

Song Huai put the phone on the table: "Tell me what happened."

Song Nan opened her phone with Zhong Lili's birthday, pointed at it, "Both Nan are my daughters" and said, "Why don't you tell me first?"

What does this mean?

Song Huai suddenly came to his school as a teacher and happened to teach himself. What does this mean?

From the moment Song Huai introduced himself in the classroom, Song Nan knew that this Song Huai was the same Song Huai.

No matter how a person changes his dress, it is difficult to change his speaking habits and subconscious actions.

She also recognized Song Huai and asked Zhong Lili to borrow her cell phone.

Song Huai adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses: "This has nothing to do with me, it was all written by my mother."

Song Nan didn't care whether this novel had anything to do with Song Huai or not, she just wanted to ask one thing.

"Then what I experienced...were they all scripts?"