The Real World 1

Wen Nannan returned to her familiar room, a familiar place. The voices of her elder brothers drifted up from downstairs; they seemed to be in a meeting.

Instead of immediately going down, Wen Nannan sat on the bed, resting her chin on her hands, lost in thought.

What was she pondering? The meaning of "Chosen One"? The peculiarity of "pre-selection"? Or the situation after the game upgrade?

Actually, none of the above. Wen Nannan was feeling a bit puffed up! She was actually contemplating how to elegantly, without causing any awkwardness, make the guys downstairs call her "Daddy".

After all, she had relied on her intelligent mind to win a round of the game with overwhelming force, so impressive that the game itself had to upgrade because of her.

Therefore, she wasn't sure how to face the guys downstairs, who were once her support and "Daddy". And how to modestly extend her "leg" so that Lu Huai and the others could hold onto it without feeling ashamed.