"Please, gentleman, just let me see the photos! As for height and weight, those figures really don’t matter!" WangGui laughed. "How should I put it? Data ostensibly explains everything, but some girls are clearly 1.7 meters tall and weigh around a hundred pounds or so, yet they look like they have thick legs and large frames, which is quite perplexing. Whereas other girls may be about 1.68 meters or something, but their figure looks very comfortable, which is quite mystical."
So,
Looking at height and weight data,
What’s the point?
The key is to see where the figure is headed.
"Me too, just thinking about seeing the photos!" Zhang Long joined in, grinning mischievously.
Li Hu, of course, was not stingy.
Immediately, in the group of four,
He sent a photo.
And deliberately tagged Luofeng.
"Brother Feng, how do you think she looks? I think she’s already quite pretty, wonder if she’s to Brother Feng’s taste?" Li Hu messaged in the group.
Of course.
Li Hu was aware of Luofeng’s situation.
Luofeng’s capabilities.
Girls like this, he could find them in droves, right?
Not just a tutor.
Even a flight attendant.
Bank woman.
Or some internet celebrity, whatever.
You can find whatever identity you want.
A large pile.
Luofeng saw the photo, saw the real person, and felt that the system was pretty reliable. The score given also matched his aesthetic sense.
And his aesthetic sense, definitely had no problem, after all, what he found pretty, everyone else found pretty too? Then the aesthetic must not have any problems.
Li Hu: Brother Feng, can you arrange an event for our class and the neighboring third class, like a social meetup?
Zhang Long: Seconded, I second.
WangGui: Brother Feng, you arrange it, and in future, you are my real dad, and I am your dog son.
Luofeng saw this.
Did a tricky operation.
Just took screenshots of these demanding posts and placed them in the class group.
And also tagged the tutor Yun Shan.
"I caught three traitors, no need to thank me!" Luofeng messaged.
Li Hu: .....
WangGui: .....
Zhang Long: Brother Feng, as expected of you, I think you’re the real traitor.
Luofeng: Hahaha!
In the screenshot.
There’s Wang Xueyuan’s photo.
Everyone zoomed into the chat screenshot, and they could see her as well.
Suddenly, the traitors in the class group multiplied.
"Damn it, the life committee boss, please set up a meetup!"
"Yes, please arrange it!"
"@Yun Shan: Sorry, tutor, in choosing between you and my future wife, I’m definitely choosing the latter!"
"I just want to ask why our tutor is a man? Ahhhh!"
"Don’t worry, you can ask Brother Yun to set you up with some female attire, Brother Yun is pretty slim, I think it might be interesting?"
"Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!"
Around five o’clock in the afternoon.
Hu Lan and Chen Yu went back to school first.
Luofeng took Shangguan Feier and Shangguan Shui’er, drove towards their mom’s private kitchen restaurant.
After all, it was planned beforehand to come over for dinner.
Naturally, can’t bail on it.
On the way to the private kitchen, the Shangguan sisters actually both sat in the back.



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