Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

The spread of new things among university students is remarkably fast. After two days of fermentation, the blue advertising fans could be seen everywhere on campus. The number of registered users on the forum had also broken through three thousand, with a still increasing trend.

The next day, during military training, Jiang Qin arrived at the playground and saw many freshmen using “Zhihu” fans.

One, two, three, four… On average, each squad had about four to six fans, which they began to shake vigorously during breaks.

The fans, with their bright base colors and jumping fonts, easily caught the attention of those nearby as they fluttered.

Why?

Because when something suddenly appears and everyone else has it but you don’t, this kind of trend effect is the most captivating. Simply put, it’s the power of popularity.

“Where did you get that fan?”

“What forum?”

“Is it fun?”

“Holy cow, you can even find a partner?”

“Really? Someone on the forum revealed that Huang Panpan from the aviation department has two boyfriends?”

Thus, discussions about the forum began to intensify.

Jiang Qin took off his hat, sat on the scorching playground, and listened to the discussions around him, his expression gradually becoming thoughtful.

In 2008, smartphones weren’t widespread, WiFi was unheard of, telecom companies’ data prices were exorbitant, watching videos on phones was impractical, and games were limited to Snake and Bubble Dragon. Therefore, text forums naturally became the entertainment of choice for university students.

Like Zhou Chao, who enjoyed watching football but disliked going to internet cafes to watch live broadcasts. He always read text-based football updates on his phone.

“XXX’s shot missed.”

“XX dribbles past one player, then another, with unpredictable steps and unmatched speed, finally hitting the goalpost.”

“XXX scores another own goal in this match.”

The entire football match was broadcast in text on 3G news, with no images, not even accompanying pictures. Yet Zhou Chao found it thrilling. Such practices, unimaginable in the future of viral short videos, were the most convenient forms of entertainment in that era.

Jiang Qin knew that if the promotional efforts continued to ferment, the forum’s active user count would explode after the National Day holiday.

Once he gradually gained control of the discourse in the university town and led the media propagation, he would have a responsive audience for whatever he did in the future.

At that moment, Jiang Qin suddenly felt an unusual breeze from behind, blowing cool and refreshing gusts.

“Feeling cool?”

Song Qingsong had, unbeknownst to him, come up behind him. She was smiling gently, fanning him continuously with an advertising fan, sweating profusely from the effort.

“Not really cool, stop it.”

Jiang Qin frowned slightly, fanned himself a couple of times with his hat, but Song Qingsong, instead of stopping, increased her efforts, with a couple of strokes comparable to an electric fan.

He found it very strange.

What exactly are girls?

If you are kind to her, she takes you for granted. If you ignore her, she finds ways to bother you and attract your attention. When you give her a hard time, she tries all sorts of ways to please you. It’s really incomprehensible.

Jiang Qin turned to look at her: “Classmate Song Qingsong, you don’t have to fan me. Fan yourself.”

“It’s okay, I’m not tired,” said Song Qingsong, wiping the sweat from her forehead, continuing to shake the fan with both hands holding the handle.

Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao watched from the side, muttering under their breath, and didn’t even bother to call Jiang Qin when they went to relieve themselves.

A while later, a flamboyant figure sauntered onto the playground, with a swaggering gait, dragging his legs, and holding a watermelon with a look of smug satisfaction on his face.

“Hey Jiang, how’s military training going? Hehe, hot isn’t it? Want some watermelon?”

“It’s not hot.”

“Always so tough, can’t you just envy me for a bit?”

Cao Guangyu, grinning, squeezed past the surrounding students, about to sit close to Jiang Qin. But then he saw Song Qingsong, panting as she fanned Jiang Qin, her face covered in sweat beads, looking like a little maidservant.

Seeing her like this, who would remember that she was the most beautiful girl in the Finance class? Who would recall her aloof and unapproachable demeanor on the freshman orientation day?

Cao Guangyu’s face turned pale, his heart fluttered, and he was about to squat down in a horse stance but then, driven by a strong will, he stood up. He limped towards the edge of the playground, his eyes gradually losing their sparkle.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but wonder if his decision to skip military training was right or wrong.

Yes, he didn’t have to endure training, but he also lost the opportunity to quickly develop a rapport with female classmates.

What if, just what if, he hadn’t skipped training, would he be the one sitting there, enjoying the attention of a beautiful girl fanning him?

He decided to go back to look for Weiwei. Everyone in the world loved Jiang Qin, but only Weiwei saw his true value.

He thought with a bit more effort, Weiwei would surely respond to him.

At 11:30 AM, military training ended, and Jiang Qin went to the cafeteria.

He didn’t rush to get food but casually strolled around the cafeteria, his gaze fixed on those who were eating while playing with their phones.

Many of them were chatting on QQ, quite a few were reading news, and only a small portion were using his forum.

No matter, he thought, let the bullet fly a little longer.

After all, it takes time for people to know and accept something new. This process varies from person to person, with some adapting quickly and others slowly. During the promotion phase, patience is key.

“Boss!”

Just then, Jiang Qin suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. Turning around, he saw Su Nai, wearing black overalls, her meal only half finished.

Jiang Qin sat down opposite her and inquired about the progress on the experience points and titles.

“That’s a bit hard to do. It’s really tough for me alone, boss.”

Jiang Qin pondered for a moment: “You could also find a few people to help. There must be many students in the computer science department, right? Don’t you also design small programs for your class assignments? Why not form a team?”

“Finding people is easy, but boss, can you provide some recruitment funds?” Su Nai’s eyes shone when talking about money.

“I’m in a tight financial situation recently. Are there any altruistic students who’d help out? Find a couple for me?”

Su Nai opened her mouth slightly, and her spoon clattered onto the plate: “Boss, you’re also looking for free labor?”

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but touch his nose: “It’s the early stage of starting a business, after all. I’ve been burning through cash without any incoming revenue. My pockets aren’t deep, so I do have some hopes for free help.”

“I… I feel like I’ve fallen into a pit, and it’s big, deep, dark, and round.”

Jiang Qin’s voice softened: “Don’t lose heart. Have you heard this song? ‘Rainbow after Storms, Unyielding Roses’ [1]…”

“…”

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[1] (bad song lmao) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1hLxZXNJ3o&ab_channel=CCTV%E6%98%A5%E6%99%9A

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