Song Qian returned to the dormitory.
The dormitory was a room for six people, all of whom were educated youth admitted to college.
When she entered, the room smelled of braised pork.
Several roommates were obviously swallowing their saliva.
It was dinner time, some went to the canteen, and some took food from home to eat.
After Song Qian came in, she walked back to her bed with a tired look.
The smell of meat came from the table next to her, and it kept getting into her nose.
She tried hard to control herself to ignore the smell, but she couldn't resist the physiological salivation.
In the past, when she ate meat, she would not eat it as long as there was a little bit of fat on it, but now, there is no fat or water in her belly.
If there is a bowl of meat in front of her, she will eat it all without blinking, no matter whether it is fat or not.
The bed next to her is the daughter of the director of a local trading company.
She is chubby and very good at eating.
Every time she goes back, she brings a bunch of delicious food.
In this era of scarcity of resources, you have to buy tickets for everything.
Meat tickets are so scarce, but her family has no money at all.
There is nothing missing, you can eat whenever you want.
The red meat was stuffed into her mouth, and the only sound she heard in the room was her clicking sound.
The female classmate next to her who was eating pickles and dry biscuits swallowed her saliva with a "gudong" sound.
Everyone in the dormitory heard it, but No one said anything.
With meat being so scarce these days, who would feed it to others?
Everyone came here to study, and from now on they would all be intellectuals.
They still had some self-esteem, so they would definitely not say anything like that.
Song Qian glanced at her fat roommate and hid her disgust well.
The director's fat daughter greeted her, "Sissi, do you want to eat the authentic braised pork made by my mother?
It's sweet and fragrant.
I'll share some with you." " Song Qian looked at the pieces of meat that were messed up by her chopsticks and shook her head.
As soon as she sat down, the female classmate who was eating pickles came over and said weakly: "Song Qian, can you pay me back the two yuan you lent me two days ago?
I, I don't have any money to buy meal tickets."
Victoria Song felt irritated and couldn't help but say, "Why are you in a hurry?
I'll give it to you in two days.
You can borrow the meal ticket from someone else first."
"But" "Okay, okay, I'll give you a reminder tomorrow."
It's just two dollars.
Song Qian no longer wanted to stay in the dormitory, so she got up and went out.
Because she saw the male protagonist in the military area before, but did not ask for his contact information, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if everything that was beneficial to her suddenly became It seemed like it was not good for her.
The good rhythm of the plot seemed to be suddenly disrupted.
It began to have obvious differences from the book.
Could it be the butterfly effect caused by her mistake in front of Wen Xin?
She wore it while she was sleeping.
She was flipping through her book at home, and when she came to the most miserable part of the heroine's story, she felt a sense of revenge in her heart.
After reading it a few times, she fell asleep.
When I wake up, I step into the novel I wrote.
After experiencing the shock and confusion at the beginning, she really suffered a lot, and finally went through all kinds of hardships to get admitted to Kyoto University from where the educated youth went to the countryside, where they ate corn buns every day.
I originally thought that when I came here, everything would go according to the normal development of the plot.
I would meet the male protagonist, pursue him, marry into the Yan family, and then use the connections and money of the male protagonist’s family to successfully start a business and establish my own business empire.
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The male protagonist in the book is actually not the type of man she likes.
He is the type of man that her ex-best friend likes.
She originally wrote it just to relieve her anger.
She flirted with such a character and let the female supporting character in the book watch it, but she couldn't get what she asked for. , and finally fell into the abyss step by step, and finally died miserably on the street.
This was the final ending she arranged for the female partner.
But the heroine doesn't love him.
For the heroine in the book, the role of this male protagonist in the book is a tool for the heroine of this article.
When she thinks of him, she uses him, but when she doesn't think of him, he becomes silent, as if he doesn't exist.
She set the male protagonist as a career-oriented figure with minimal emotional needs but a strong sense of responsibility.
As long as she was under his wing, he would be responsible for everything.
Therefore, after marriage, he met all the female protagonist's requirements.
She plans to go south after graduation.
Male Protagonist: Okay.
In the golden stage of entrepreneurship, she did not want children.
Male Protagonist: Okay.
After her marriage, she stopped joining the army and only saw him twice a year.
Male Protagonist: Okay.
Later, she became a powerful woman with a prosperous career and arrogant attitude.
She kept traveling among men in various industries, chatting and laughing with her career partners and associates, happily dancing with celebrities from all walks of life at dance parties, and drinking with two, three, and four men.
The behavior of the fifth class was ambiguous, and it was finally discovered by the male protagonist after it was published in the newspaper.
She explained to him that this was just a fabrication and you had to believe me.
The male protagonist in the military zone said: Yes.
It can be said that this male protagonist's presence is very low, but he is also the most worry-free.
He is the heroine's strongest backing and deepest background.
With him around, no one can touch the heroine, no matter how big she turns out in the end.
Lang, the setting in the book is to help her solve everything.
The heroine's harem, the heroine's happiness, finally ends with her becoming successful and famous, and seeing her supporting actress on a brightly lit street corner in Fandu.
She spoke condescendingly to the female partner who looked like a beggar in the corner: "Without you, I wouldn't have been able to chase him back then.
Although I don't like him that much, without him, I wouldn't be who I am now.
I owe you a thank you.
Thank you."
Come on, help me catch him."
After saying that, she threw down a hundred yuan with a smile, got into the luxury car and drove away.
This is Song Qian’s willful and perfect happy ending in the book.
However, when she herself entered the book, she discovered that the truth cannot be achieved by writing a book.
It cannot be achieved by writing a few words, thousands of words, or hundreds of thousands of words in a book.
She finds it extremely difficult to even take care of herself in this era.
In reality, although her family is not very wealthy, she is also a delicate girl who usually has nothing to offer, let alone her skills in life in this era.
At the beginning, she couldn't even take care of her own health and fell ill several times.
In the end, she finally made it to college after suffering a lot.
In the book, as long as she is admitted to college and finds the male protagonist, he will escort her all the way.
So after she was admitted to college, she spent all her money on clothes and Shoes, she cleaned herself up beautifully, intending to leave a perfect image for the male protagonist, but she did not expect that the female supporting character in the book broke off their relationship because of her mistake, and she actually could not recognize the male protagonist she wrote.
The face of the Lord is like sarcasm.
The character development no longer proceeds as smoothly as written in the book.
The female supporting character actually asked her to get her money back, which shocked Song Qian.
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Only then did she realize that the moment she walked in, everything had a butterfly effect and everyone came to life.
They were no longer the characters in her paintings, no longer puppets on strings, but real people who existed in this time and space.
So she was very careful with every step she took.
But by this time she had no money.
Although the university's subsidy was barely enough to eat, she didn't have a penny in her hands, and she borrowed ten yuan from a classmate.
She had no way of making money, and she didn't know anything.
The theories written in her book were full of loopholes once they were put into practice. , is simply not realistic, at least not when the book becomes the real world.
After she realized this, she could only hold on to the male protagonist as the only golden finger of her book.
However, the male protagonist also made frequent mistakes and could not get the address smoothly.
This made her feel uncomfortable during this period.
The mood is depressed and the face is gloomy.
There was even a bad feeling.
When she wrote the book, she was the master of the fate of all the characters in the book, but when she walked in, she found that she was in a dilemma, because all the abilities of the heroine she wrote about killing everyone were disadvantages that she lacked and did not have. , this huge gap made her mood suddenly hit the bottom.
"Song Qian, Liu Feng is looking for you."
A classmate from the dormitory next door ran over and gave her a message, "He is downstairs and said he has something to do with you."
"Oh, I'll go down right away."
The Plum Blossom watch in Song Qian's hand was given by Liu Feng.
For Song Qian who has not hooked up with the male protagonist and has no way to make money, Liu Feng, who has a crush on her, may be The only one she could use.
There was no one in the Yan family in the morning, so Wenxin locked the door and went straight to Tailor Yang.
After she went to the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard before, she asked Tailor Yang to make another white skirt, and she slightly changed the style.
As soon as they entered the house, Tailor Yang's granddaughter Yang Hemiao, who was sorting her clothes, ran over when she saw Wenxin, "Sister Wenxin, you're here."
"Well, are the clothes ready?"
Wen Xin was wearing the dress she had made before and a pair of sandals with heels.
She also packed herself well when going out.
Although she was beautiful without makeup, in order to have The best result was that I smoothed my hair, deepened the outline of my eyes, and applied bare-faced lipstick.
My whole look immediately changed, and I was dazzlingly beautiful.
She has tender skin, red lips and white teeth, plus good looks.
When an ordinary dress is put on her, the effect will be three to five times astonishing.
This is the effect you want.
The setting of this novel is polarizing.
The poor people at the bottom still still wear coarse clothes and long sleeves.
However, like some high-level families, whose family members live in certain cities in the south, they often bring in some in-demand items, so Kyoto is still If someone dares to wear it, if Wenxin sees someone wearing it, then it will be easy to handle.
She was afraid that no one would dare to wear it, and she wouldn't be able to sell it.
"It's done."
Yang Hemiao took out the skirt and put it in front of Wenxin.
She picked it up and looked at it.
He took the clothes hanger and carried it, sprayed some water on it, and smoothed the wrinkles, and then said with satisfaction: "Xiao Miao, if you don't have any work this afternoon, come with me to the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard, and we'll walk around there."
"Why are you going to the municipal party committee compound?"
The tailor shop was very busy, and all the work was done, so she had nothing to do.
"You'll know when you get there, let's go."
Yang Hemiao followed in a daze, still holding the skirt in her hand.
Wen Wen also asked her to carry it a little higher so that no one could see her.
It wasn't until Wenxin took her around twice at the door of the municipal party committee compound that Xiaomiao finally realized something, "Sister Wenxin, you, you don't want to sell this dress, do you?
Will you be caught?"
The girl was very timid and was already trembling while holding her clothes.
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This was nothing but speculation.
"Shh" Wen Xin looked around, put his arm around Xiao Miao's thin shoulders, and whispered to her: "Who said we sold it?
We can't just take the clothes home.
If anyone asks you, just say these clothes are yours.
Make the clothes ready."
I was about to take it back, and besides, who is stupid enough to come to the municipal party committee compound to arrest people, and who is so stupid to join the inspection team?"
The setting of this book is that speculation is no longer used much now.
No matter in the city or in the town, the black market is everywhere, bartering, selling things and collecting money.
Everyone knows who has not done it, and they have heard about the policies above.
It's going to change.
It will be legal from now on.
Who has time to catch this?
As long as they don't take the initiative to say it, no one will care.
It's just that in this era of poor material resources, there aren't many people selling it.
And warmth relies on having rare items to live in.
Skirts of this style are not sold elsewhere, and she is also confident enough in her figure.
She has a golden proportion figure, with big breasts and a thin waist, buttocks.
She is a walking clothes rack.
She can If she wears a sixty-percent piece of clothing to a hundred percent, if she is not wearing a skirt and just carries this skirt, no one will ask her even if she walks a hundred times around the municipal party committee compound.
Sure enough, Zai Wenxin took Yang Hemiao around the municipal party committee compound twice, staring at the young woman approaching.
Finally, a lesbian in her twenties stopped her.
"Hey, wait a minute."
A warm look showed that this person was quite fashionable in this era, but he only wore a shirt and a skirt, but the shirt was plaid, and the color of the skirt matched the color quite well.
On his feet were a pair of small black leather shoes.
"Are you selling this dress?"
Her tone was quite arrogant, and she didn't know which family's daughter she was from the municipal party committee compound, and she was holding a book in her hand.
Wen Xin thinks it's reliable, she's not short, and she's on the thin side and should be able to wear it.
There aren't many fat women in this era, they're all skinny, and they can usually fit into it.
"Sell it."
Wen Xin said with a smile: "It's just that the price is a bit expensive, but the clothes are the most fashionable styles from material to workmanship to pattern.
I guarantee that you can't find the same ones as mine anywhere else in Kyoto.
I guarantee you to try them."
Once you take it off, you won’t want to take it off again.”
The girl looked carefully at the dress Wen Wen wore.
Wen Wen's skin was white, and she looked even more fairy-like in the white dress.
Her small waist was tight and tied with a belt.
She was really indescribably fairy-like and beautiful, just because of the way she wore it.
It was so beautiful that she couldn't help but stop them.
"This is a product from the south.
The material is average."
She touched the material and asked.
Wen Xin went to several places to pick out the materials, which are relatively good in Kyoto.
She said: "Girl, I see you are also a knowledgeable and visionary person.
The materials are indeed not the best, but they are not either.
Damn it, you have to like this style, you can try it, and if you think you can buy it, it doesn't matter if you don't like it.
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"She sells the style.
If you like it, you can't bear to buy it, and if you don't like it, you won't ask.
"How much is that?"
"The price of this piece at my cousin's place is 80.
I'll pay it 60 for you.
I also lost some money on shipping costs.
You have to replenish the cloth tickets for me."
There weren't many warm cloth tickets left, and she looked heartbroken.
Said willingly.
Xiao Miao, who had been quietly holding her clothes as a background stand next to her, almost choked when she heard the words "sixty".
Sixty or sixty.
This piece of fabric and handwork is only less than twenty.
The lesbian hesitated for a moment, then looked at the clothes on Wen Xin's body, and finally glanced at the two of them, "Okay, you come in with me, I'll try it when I go home, and if I'm not satisfied, I won't want it."
Wen Wen immediately said happily: "It doesn't matter if you're not satisfied, but I guarantee you won't want to take it off after wearing it.
This one looks better than the one I'm wearing."
With wide eyes, Xiaomiao followed the woman and Wenxin into the municipal party committee compound.
After a while, the two came out.
In less than an hour, she sold it for 60 yuan.
It was really good money, and the people in the municipal party committee compound were really rich.
She set the price based on the price of the yellow skirt bought by the mother of the female partner.
It was so ugly and cost 8 yuan.
Ten, she dropped the price by 20 yuan, and the skirt is much prettier than that one.
Anyone who has bought clothes from the south knows the price.
It is 20 yuan cheaper, so she must feel that she has taken advantage.
Wenxin fanned the sixty yuan and cloth coupons in her hands, and finally stuffed thirty yuan into Xiaomiao, "This is the cost of making clothes and running errands.
I will go to your house later and I will draw another style of clothes and make two more."
A shirt and skirt, come back in two days.”
"I can't ask for this money, Sister Wenxin, I didn't do anything."
"Take it, or I won't go to your house next time."
Wen Xin threatened.
As soon as Wenxin took Miaomiao home, she received a call.
The guard said that someone was looking for her.
Wenxin asked if the man was a woman.
The guard said he was a man and said he was a family member of hers.
Wenxin thought for a while, could it be that the younger brother of the female partner was responsible for her?
Yes, Captain Yan still has some clothes at the house of his female partner.
The heroine's brother was expected to come to the compound, so she went out directly.
When she reached the gate, she found that the person who came was not the heroine's brother, but the youngest director of the state-owned store she had been on a blind date with before.
Fang Jungui.
It was said on the phone that the caller was a family member of his, so what kind of family member did he consider himself?
Fang Jungui was wearing a tailored shirt and dark blue trousers.
He looked clean.
He was standing at the gate of the compound wearing glasses.
When he saw Wen Xin, his eyes were filled with light.
He couldn't suppress the surprise. .
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When he saw that Wen Xin was still wearing the white dress he wore on that blind date, he was even more excited, as if he had returned to the day of the blind date and renewed his relationship with her.
The woman in front of her has pure eyebrows, big watery black eyes like two black pearls, pretty lips, slender waist, and a swaying walk, just like she stepped out of a painting.
If he could marry such a beautiful wife, what else could he ask for?
Fang Jungui was depressed because he couldn't find anyone these days.
The introducer told him perfunctorily that he had a partner.
Fang Jungui later looked at a few, but with Wen Wenxin Comparing them, they were like pearls and fish eyes.
He didn't even want to take a look at them.
How could he be in the mood to marry them?
Fang Jungui felt that the introducer was perfunctory.
If he had a partner, how could he come on a blind date?
He must have performed poorly that day, so the other party did not agree.
He was really too impatient that day.
His behavior was a bit awkward, he was already twenty-seven, and it was so hard to find such a suitable partner, how could he give up?
He had been asking people to inquire for the past few days, and then he found out that she was working as a nanny at a certain chief's house, after work. , after cleaning up, he ran over quickly.
The moment he looked at the beauty walking out of the courtyard, he felt that he might not marry her except her in this life.
"Uh, why is it you?"
Wen Wen looked at him in surprise, he actually found this place.
"Wen Xin, I have something to tell you."
When he saw Wen Xin turned around and wanted to leave, he immediately ran over for a few steps, but was stopped by the sentry.
He could only stand at the gate and said to her with all his affection: "You also know the conditions of our family.
If you marry me, I will not let you suffer, let alone be a nanny.
If you don't want to go into the state-owned store, you can also stay at home.
You don't have to do any work at home.
I support you.
My salary is more than 100 a month, and there are various subsidies, which is enough for both of us.
You From now on, all you need to do is take care of your children at home.
If you don’t want to take care of your children, I can also find a nanny to take care of you."
As he was talking, a military green jeep drove up not far away.
When he entered, it suddenly stopped beside him.
The officer in the car glanced at Wen Xin not far away coolly, and touched her white skirt lightly.
One glance, this glance, made Wen Xin's heart tremble, she shrank her neck and pretended to be quiet.
Then, he looked at Fang Jungui, who was interrupted because of his car, and asked him: "Which unit are you from?"
Fang Jungui saw the other party's style and momentum, and guessed that he should be at least a cadre at the level of a regiment leader in the compound, otherwise he would not be equipped with a car.
Moreover, the other party looked calm and impressive.
He also had many contacts with leaders in state-owned units.
Naturally, I feel that the other party’s style is not simple.
So he said politely: "I am the director of a state-owned store, so please give me your surname Fang."
"What is your relationship with this lesbian?"
"She and I have been on a blind date.
We are marriage partners."
Fang Jungui's face flushed with a hint of guilt, but they were already on a blind date.
Isn't a blind date a relationship between a man and a woman?
He doesn't count.
Wrong.
"Hey, what are you talking nonsense about?
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Who is your marriage partner?"
Wen Xin was about to retort when she saw Yan Motou's face darken.
He looked at her and she weakened with a guilty conscience.
He looked at Fang Jungui coldly, "She is your partner, why didn't I know?"
Fang Jungui seemed to understand the meaning of the words, and looked carefully at the cold-looking officer in the car, "Who are you?"
The officer looked at him with disdain, and then said coldly to the person he was marrying, "Get in the car."
Wenxin quickly stuck out her tongue, ran to the car door and got into the passenger seat.
"Close the car door." the officer instructed.
Then Fang Jungui heard a bang, the car door was closed, and then he watched the green jeep drive into the compound.
He was stunned for a long time, then turned around and asked the guard company sentry, "Who was that person driving the car just now?"
The soldier on guard glanced at him: "I don't know."
Fang Jungui's mouth was twisted with anger.
It only took a minute and a half before the car drove into the compound and reached the door of Yan's house.
Wenxin glanced at Captain Yan, watched him park the car, opened the door and jumped out.
Wenxin also jumped out quickly.
He closed the door, Miaomiao When I came back, I put away my schoolbag.
When I saw that Wen Xin was not there, I ran out to find my friends.
The two of them stepped into the living room.
Yan Motou was silent for a moment.
He turned around and looked at her as if there was an undercurrent surging in his calm eyes.
"Tell me, how many other partners do you have?"
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