Feng He asked the system in shock as she walked: I am just a nanny's child, the hero's mother is so good to me!

[The male protagonist's family didn't have that much power originally. It was only in his generation that their power began to grow slowly, so he was regarded as the head of the Song family. Your mother can be considered a veteran figure who has accompanied this family in its continuous progress.]

[Besides, the male protagonist’s mother has a happy family and her son is very capable. She lives in happiness and will not hesitate to bring convenience to others.]

Feng He: "Oh, okay."

Fengmu took Fenghe to his room, which was on the first floor.

The room was of moderate size and contained necessary furniture such as a bed and a wardrobe, and he was also provided with a separate desk.

The most thoughtful thing is that the room is equipped with a shower and toilet.

Feng He was already very satisfied.

Fengmu had already made the bed for him and cleaned the room, waiting for him to move in.

Mother Feng said to Feng He gently, "Xiao He, you must remember Mrs. Song's kindness and don't cause any trouble here, okay?"

Feng He nodded.

Mother Feng touched his head and continued, "Study hard when you get to the capital and try to get into university."

Feng He felt that just for his mother's wish he must get into university!

Feng Mu gave a few instructions and then went out, leaving Feng He alone with his own time.

After sitting in the car for a whole day, Feng He was very tired and his body was not very clean, so he took a shower first.

After taking a shower, Fenghe blew her hair dry and started packing her luggage.

He sorted the clothes in his backpack and hung them in the closet, and took out all his summer homework and placed it on the desk.

He had very little stuff and he finished packing it in no time.

Feng He was lying on the bed resting, chatting with the system intermittently.

"System, what were the original owner's previous grades like?"

[My high school was ranked last in my hometown, and my test scores were generally around 300 points.]

Feng He: “…Okay.”

It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement to achieve Feng Mu's expectations.

[The original owner is eighteen years old this year, the male protagonist is thirty years old, and the female protagonist is twenty-five years old.]

Feng He pondered, "I remember when you introduced the plot to me before, you seemed to have said that the hero has a younger brother."

[The protagonist’s younger brother, Song Ziqin, is sixteen years old this year.

You will go to the same school as him when school starts in September. He will be a freshman and you will be a junior. ]

"Oh~, I don't think I saw him tonight."

[Mr. Song is still busy at the company, while Song Ziqin is hanging out with his friends at the bar.]

"Okay, okay..."

Feng He fell asleep while talking. He was too tired today.

A dreamless night.

Feng He slept until he woke up naturally the next day. He slept very well the night before.

Feeling well-rested.

When he went into the bathroom to wash up, he saw the mirror above the sink and was shocked to realize that he seemed to have not seen his image in this world yet.

The boy in the mirror was thin, perhaps due to malnutrition or genetic problems, and he wasn't very tall either.

His exposed skin was slightly dark and red, like the marks left by playing outside every day in the hot summer. It would slowly recover in winter or when he didn't go out in the sun often.

His hair is also very long, a bit non-mainstream.

The whole person looks rather gloomy.

Feng He pulled up his bangs that were almost reaching his nose, revealing his familiar face, which was darker and redder.

Looking closer, you can see some tiny pimples on his forehead and on both ends of his nose.

Acne, normal.

!

What did he find? !

The original owner actually had her ears pierced? !

The original owner wouldn’t still want to wear earrings, would he?

Died young.

Feng He touched the two small holes on her ears and felt very curious.

Feng He went to bed very early last night and woke up naturally at 7:30 this morning. It is already 8 o'clock now.

Just as he was about to go out, Feng Mu knocked on the door and wanted to come in.

"Xiao He, are you up? Mommy is coming in."

"Yeah, I'm up."

Feng He hurried to open the door.

Fengmu came in with a bowl of red bean and barley porridge, a basket of steamed dumplings and a boiled egg.

"Just have breakfast in your room. Mom has already brought it to you."

"it is good."

Mother Feng placed breakfast on his desk, which was filled with only his summer homework and had plenty of space.

"After we finish eating, Mom will come and get the bowls and steamer to wash."

"Ah."

"You can go to the capital to stroll around today, buy some delicious food, and have some fun. Mom will transfer some pocket money to you."

Feng He nodded, and a transfer notification sound came from his mobile phone.

Feng He clicked on it and saw that his mother had sent him one thousand yuan.

Feng He clicked the claim button. He already had several hundred yuan in his account, and now he had another thousand.

Feng He went out after finishing breakfast. He went out through the side door.

If he wasn't in front of the main character, there was no need for him to maintain his character.

It's better to keep a low profile when living under someone else's roof.

Fenghe strolled around and familiarized herself with the roads nearby.

In fact, he is a person with poor sense of direction. If he doesn't walk a road several times, he will never be able to remember it.

"System, which school will I attend in September?"

[Kyoto University High School.]

Feng He searched for the navigation of Peking University Affiliated High School on her mobile phone.

He decided to walk this route every three days starting from today in case he didn't know the way when he went to school.

The capital city is very large and the road conditions are very complicated. If a person like him who is not good at finding his way around doesn't walk a few more times, he will end up in a dead end.

Feng He decided to focus on both subway and bus.

The Affiliated High School of Peking University was some distance away from the Song family, and Feng He took the subway for thirty minutes before she could reach the school.

There are bustling commercial streets around the school, with snack bars, stationery stores, and toy stores.

There are two security guards in the security room at the school gate.

"Isn't it summer vacation now? Why are there security guards?"

[Students in the Kyoto University High School who are going from the second year to the third year of high school need to take one month of make-up classes at school.]

"Oh, yes. But I am also going to be a senior this year, why didn't I take extra classes?"

[Your original high school only left students in your class for remedial classes. The other classes basically had no hope, and the school was also afraid that students who didn’t want to take remedial classes would cause trouble.]

"Oh." Feng He understood.

It seems that he has to rely on himself during the summer vacation, otherwise he really can't go to college.

He went around the school that he was going to enroll in in September. He originally wanted to go around it in a circle, but the school was too big and there was no way to get around it.

Forget it, I give up.

Feng He went back after getting a general understanding of the school.

He bought a lot of snacks online.

I decided to stay in my room during the summer vacation, playing with my phone, eating snacks, and studying.

Unless there is a mission, he will stay at home and die.

It was noon when Feng He returned to the Song family. She thought everyone should be taking a nap, so she went in through the nearby main gate.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the living room, I saw Song Ziqin, who had bloodshot eyes, a pale face, and hair like a mess with a tuft of hair sticking up.

It was obvious that this guy had stayed up all night last night. He didn't even wash his face in the morning and came out to look for something to eat.

"Who are you and why are you in my house?" Song Ziqin asked in confusion when he saw a thin boy whose face he could not see clearly.

Feng He: “…”

"Hello, I am Li Fengping's son. I will stay in your house for a while."

Li Fengping is my mother's name.

Song Ziqin was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered this matter.

He said "Oh" and stopped talking and continued eating.

Although Song Ziqin's image is not very good, one can still tell at a glance that he is handsome. This is the handsomeness of a sunny big boy, full of energy and vigor.

The Song family has really good genes. He suddenly became curious about what the male protagonist Song Chongjiang looks like.

Feng He didn't look at it for long, he was eager to lie on the bed and play with his cell phone.

Since he doesn't have to deal with Song Ziqin for now, he doesn't have to deliberately maintain his personal image.

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