Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

After purchasing a milk tea shop, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the academic building, where they parted ways in the corridor.

Feng Nanshu hurried back to Class 4’s classroom, while Jiang Qin headed to Class 3’s. Upon entering, he found Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao laughing so hard that their faces were wrinkled with joy.

Jiang Qin walked over and sat next to Ren Ziqiang, “What’s so funny? Share it with me?”

Cao and Zhou suddenly changed their expressions, “Nothing… just excited about studying, gets us a bit thrilled when class starts.”

“?,” Jiang Qin was puzzled.

Unable to hold back, Ren Ziqiang spit out, “Old Jiang, don’t listen to their nonsense. I’ll tell you, two new students joined our class today, a boy and a girl. The girl is incredibly beautiful, almost as much as Hong Yan.”

Cao Guangyu, realizing he couldn’t hide it anymore, immediately turned to Jiang Qin, “Old Jiang, be a decent guy, will you? Stop collecting stamps, leave this one for your brothers, please!”

“Get lost, when did I ever collect stamps?”

“You may not collect stamps, but you can’t help it when they stick themselves to you!”

Jiang Qin didn’t want to deal with them, thinking, ‘I said I wouldn’t date anyone, why does everyone think I’m a playboy? Even Dou E (search lmao) wasn’t as wronged as me.’

But why are there students joining after military training? What kind of trick is this?

The orientation education class is something all freshmen at Linchuan University must go through, usually taught by the head of the academic office. It’s not exactly boring, but it’s definitely pointless.

Ren Ziqiang, bored out of his mind, started passing notes to Pan Xiu, asking Jiang Qin to deliver them several times.

“Don’t you have a phone?” Jiang Qin finally lost patience after the fourth note.

Ren Ziqiang whispered, “She can’t see if I send it on QQ.”

“Bullshit, isn’t she sneakily playing with her phone right now?”

Jiang Qin pointed out that from this angle, it was clear to see Pan Xiu playing with her phone under the desk, her fingers typing swiftly.

Ren Ziqiang sulked, “She might not be chatting on QQ just because she’s on her phone. Why else wouldn’t she reply to me? It’s easier with notes; I can tell at a glance whether she’s seen them or not.”

“Damn bootlicker. She’s hammering that keyboard like there’s no tomorrow, and you think she’s not on QQ? Old Zhou, swap seats with me, I’m allergic to fucking dog hair.”

Jiang Qin swiftly changed seats with Zhou Chao while the academic head was writing on the board.

Old Zhou wasn’t as indulgent as Jiang Qin. He would sneak a peek at the notes before laughing and then passing them to Pan Xiu.

After a few repetitions, Ren Ziqiang felt awkward, especially since Pan Xiu didn’t reply to any notes. He eventually gave up and started to doze off on the desk.

Then, Cao Guangyu started passing notes too, again through Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin was exasperated, “Who’s this for now?”

“Jian Chun.”

“Who?”

Cao Guangyu reluctantly pointed, “The new girl, I’m asking for her QQ number.”

Jiang Qin looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a girl with a melon-seed face and long, center-parted hair, dyed flaxen. She was quite attractive and fashionably dressed.

“Why don’t you add her from the group?”

“She just joined and hasn’t been added to the group yet. I have to act fast before Zhou Chao gets ahead.”

Jiang Qin, speechless, tossed the note over. It landed accurately, but the girl just glanced at it and swept it under the desk without turning her head.

Cao Guangyu felt hurt and also started to feign sleep.

Jiang Qin thought to himself, ‘I might as well sleep too. This class is useless, not even worth a compulsory or elective course. It’s like the preface of a , irrelevant whether you read it or not.’

“Jiang Qin is sleeping, he’s so cool,” Song Qingsong remarked, looking up to him.

Jiang Tian felt somewhat uneasy, realizing she was the first to notice Jiang Qin’s qualities: “Didn’t you dislike Jiang Qin? Why are you staring at him all the time now?”

“Dislike him? I really like him a lot!”

“Passing notes to a girl during class, what a frivolous guy,” Jian Chun, the new girl, couldn’t help but mutter.

Song Qingsong was momentarily taken aback, then glanced at Jian Chun, “Why do I feel like I’m looking in a mirror?”

As time passed, it was soon four in the afternoon.

The difference between university and high school was that teachers rarely dragged on their classes. As soon as the bell rang, the class would end, whether the lecture was finished or not. However, Jiang Qin was unlucky this time. The teacher, Mr. Wang, was particularly long-winded, probably because he usually focused on school discipline and rarely taught, so he got a bit carried away when he did.

But the classes next door didn’t drag on.

As soon as the bell rang, students from Class 4 started to stream out of their classroom.

Feng Nanshu wanted to wait for Jiang Qin, but she was swiftly pulled away by Fan Shuling, accompanied by Gao Wenhui and another boy named Zhang Xinyu.

Zhang Xinyu was considered the most handsome boy in Class 4. Judging by his attire, his family seemed quite affluent. Like Jiang Qin, he was a hot topic in the girls’ dormitory conversations at the start of school.

Zhang Xinyu, like most boys in Class 4, was attracted to Feng Nanshu from the start.

In his view, being close to the water tower first gets the moon, and he believed he would eventually win Feng Nanshu’s heart. However, the bottle cap incident during military training shattered his illusions.

Yet, a girl like Feng Nanshu was too hard to resist pursuing.

Therefore, Zhang Xinyu always tried to make contact with Feng Nanshu’s roommate, seizing opportunities to talk to her.

Unfortunately, Feng Nanshu immediately became cold and distant without Jiang Qin around, barely even opening her mouth.

“Let me treat you to milk tea,” Zhang Xinyu offered.

Knowing they would probably head back to the dormitory after leaving the academic building, making it difficult to invite them out again, he used the milk tea invitation as an excuse to keep them around.

“Sure, let’s not go too far. How about the shop in Front Square?” Fan Shuling suggested.

Actually, Fan Shuling knew Zhang Xinyu’s intentions and was willing to facilitate them. She deeply disliked Jiang Qin, the playboy, and always thought about helping Feng Nanshu escape from him.

Thus, the group of four headed to Front Square, found a shaded spot to sit, and Zhang Xinyu, being quite the gentleman, asked for everyone’s preferences before going to order.

“I think Zhang Xinyu is not bad. He’s about as tall as Jiang Qin, and I heard his family is in business,” Fan Shuling subtly promoted him.

Gao Wenhui glanced at Fan Shuling, “If Jiang Qin finds out, he’ll strangle you.”

“Am I afraid of him?” Fan Shuling rolled her eyes, “I despise that kind of playboy the most.”

“How can you be so sure he’s a playboy?”

“I’ve seen it with my own eyes. All that talk about ‘just friends’ is nonsense. I’ve seen too many men like him, always eyeing the next option while eating from their bowl.”

Gao Wenhui disagreed with her view. If Jiang Qin were really a playboy, Feng Nanshu would have been completely taken advantage of by now, not merely satisfied with foot touches.

He obviously restrained himself for some reasons.

Gao Wenhui imagined herself in Jiang Qin’s shoes, thinking that if she were him, Feng Nanshu’s rosy lips would be kissed red hundreds of times a day. This made her more convinced of her theory.

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