When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1141 Shengnan 73
Jiang Shengnan and Jin Jue's wedding was held the following May, with Sara, Xia Ji, and Wu You serving as her bridesmaids. As for He Jiahui, she sat in the audience to watch the ceremony.

He Jiahui said with some regret, "If I had known Jiangjiang would get married so soon, I wouldn't have gotten married so early. I could have been Jiangjiang's bridesmaid. It's a pity that Jiangjiang couldn't be my bridesmaid when I got married."

Xu Yuan had been keeping a close eye on her condition, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but smile wryly: "Jiang Jiang needed to rest back then, and her husband didn't want her to overwork herself, so don't complain. You're almost a mother yourself."

He Jiahui patted her belly with a sigh: "Alright, I won't complain anymore."

The two spoke in hushed tones, watching the newlyweds exchange rings, embrace, and kiss under the guidance of the emcee. He Jiahui remarked, "Honestly, Mr. Jin is lucky to have married above his station."

Xu Yuan smiled but remained silent, though he secretly felt that Jin Jue was marrying above his station.

His gaze fell on one of Jin Jue's friends: "Who... is that? He looks quite upright."

“Ha, that’s just a pretense,” He Jiahui chuckled. “See if Sara pays any attention to him.”

After finally finishing the process, Jiang Shengnan started complaining: "Why did you invite Yan Yu again?"

“I know you don’t like him,” Jin Jue carefully removed her veil. “I didn’t send him an invitation. He came with his parents, so you can’t blame me.”

"Fine, I won't blame you." Jiang Shengnan's lips curled up slightly. "I hope Sara won't waver. Some pitfalls are enough to learn from once."

Jin Jue chuckled: "Sara is just as soft-hearted as you, and Yan Yu... well, I won't talk about him anymore."

Jiang Shengnan looked away: "Forget it, that's Sara's business, I shouldn't interfere too much."

“That’s right, you should pay more attention to me.” Jin Jue hugged her. “You just need to focus on our little family. Everyone has their own life to live.”

Jiang Shengnan said helplessly, "When we had a party together before, Sara complained that I didn't keep my word. We agreed to go to a nursing home together, but I ended up marrying you."

Jin Jue refused to listen to this: "Even if we go to a nursing home in the future, we'll go together. What does it have to do with Sara? Nan Nan, you promised to be with me forever."

--split line--

"Host, host, you have over 100 energy points! Host, you're so rich!" Tan You had just come to her senses when she heard the energetic voice of the beauty system.

Looking at the tiny puppy, no bigger than her fist, jumping and leaping in front of her, its fluffy tail wagging like a fan, Tan You felt that life was still pretty good.

She knew what the little thing was up to the moment it stuck its tail out; it was just eyeing her energy points. Seriously, was it easy for her to earn energy points?

Despite saying that, Tan You wasn't so easily persuaded: "There's no intelligence reward anyway, so I won't draw it."

The beauty system panicked: "Host... how can you not participate in the lottery? Please, please participate!"

Tan You ignored it. The little thing would steal all the energy points she was trying to accumulate. If she had intelligence points to spare, she would have given them the energy points.

But none of them have any intelligence points, and they expect her to waste her money? Tan You isn't going to be such a fool.

Seeing that Tan You was unmoved by reason, the beauty system was also at a loss. It was Tan You's leg accessory, always following behind her and shouting "666" when they went out to do tasks. What could it do to Tan You?
Tan You was truly heartless this time, not even glancing at the disappointed beauty system. Judging by the time, it was almost November. The winter camp selection was approaching, and she didn't know if she could survive the fierce competition from hundreds of applicants.

At this moment, Tan You regretted that her intelligence was not high enough. If her intelligence was 90, would she not be so anxious and insecure now? The beauty system said weakly: "Host, the Lin Zhipeng you looked up before only has an intelligence of 63. He is currently studying in the city and his grades are still among the best."

"He also participated in a math competition, but he didn't win. His teachers suggested that he participate again in his second year of high school."

Tan You quickly remembered the name Lin Zhipeng. She smiled and said, "It's him? System, you can't calculate it like that. Actually, I've only been learning for two or three months, but I've been learning for a long time in the mission world. It's not a fair comparison."

The beauty system fell silent. Tan You tapped on the desk: "63 points of intelligence is enough to be among the top in the city?"

"Host, you know how difficult it is to acquire intelligence points." The beauty system flew in front of Tan You: "Host, you don't have a clear understanding of your own strength. You are always infinitely close to perfect scores, simply because the upper limit is so high."

"If we raise the ceiling even higher, you will still be able to stand out from the crowd."

Tan You was a little surprised: "Really?"

“Of course it’s true,” the beauty system’s voice rose an octave: “Host, you’re really smart. You don’t need to worry about the future.”

Tan You smiled but remained silent. Well, knowing that an intelligence score of 63 was among the top in the city, Tan You's anxiety lessened considerably. J Province was a major province for education, and every year, a dozen or so students from the city's high school were admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University.

If we put ourselves in her shoes like this, wouldn't that mean she might consider Peking University or Tsinghua University in the future?

Just as Tan You was pondering to herself, Li Fugui came over and knocked on her window: "Come and have some walnuts. My old man's comrade-in-arms sent them to him from the frontier, along with pine nuts and hazelnuts."

Tan You closed the book in front of her: "Teacher, I suspect you are alluding to me."

Even if Li Fugui meant it that way, he wouldn't admit it: "How could that be? Grandpa saw that you studied hard. You are my favorite student. My grandfather's greatest love in his life was studying well."

Tan You was flattered: "Then I'll have to do my best during the training camp and try not to disappoint the old man."

Li Fugui laughed heartily: "You said it yourself, I'm just waiting for your triumphant return."

Teacher Lin tugged at Li Fugui's sleeve: "Don't put so much pressure on the child, Youzi. Just do your best and don't put too much burden on yourself. We're only in the first year of high school, there's no rush."

Tan You understood what Teacher Lin meant, and she smiled as she sat down next to her. Seeing Guo Guo struggling to peel walnuts, Tan You took two walnuts, gave them a casual squeeze, and fine cracks appeared on the surface.

With a gentle pull, the whole fruit pulp is brought to you.

Guoguo immediately snuggled into Tan You's arms: "Sister is amazing!"

Li Fugui snatched one from Guoguo's hand, and while eating a walnut, he mumbled, "Now that you've won first prize in the province, you should be able to participate in the independent enrollment program. What do you think?"

Tan You wasn't in a hurry: "I haven't thought about it. High school was great. It's rare to meet such compatible people. I want to spend more time with everyone."

Li Fugui stared at her: "You still want to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination?"

“That’s a must,” Tan You wrinkled her nose. “I’m vain too. I’m already like this, I won’t be satisfied if I don’t get the top score.”

She's won top honors countless times in the mission world, so she can't just blend into the crowd in the real world, can she?