Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude Translations

Although the female dormitory had been bustling with people since evening, the real excitement began around nine o’clock at night.

By then, the front square was a sea of people, bustling and never stopping. The college supermarket was packed to the brim, forcing Mr. Jiang to stand on a table, acting as a human CCTV, watching students to ensure they paid for their items.

This hustle and bustle carried far, even reaching Jiang Qin in the maple forest, where he could hear everything clearly.

“Brother, let’s go out for a walk tomorrow too,” Feng Nanshu said, resting her chin on his shoulder.

Jiang Qin came back to reality and stroked her hair, “Not tomorrow, I have to attend a dinner in the city.”

“I’ll ride Little Pink to pick you up.”

“Aren’t you afraid of tiring Little Pink out? Why not ride Richie? Richie has grown up and should take on the responsibility of a mount. In fact, I’ve always emphasized that 208 doesn’t keep freeloaders, even dogs. Richie should be ready for this.”

Jiang Qin was full of playful words, clearly defining Richie’s role, making it unclear who the real dog was. His tone indicated a much more relaxed state than before, no longer as tense.

Having seen many ups and downs in his past life, if Jiang Qin hadn’t met Feng Nanshu after his rebirth, he might have been more aggressive and even more paranoid.

Aggression and paranoia aren’t necessarily bad; such traits often lead to great accomplishments given a little opportunity. However, although successful, such individuals often live a life of constant struggle.

“Let’s go, little rich lady, time to take you back to sleep.”

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow, meow.”

“Let’s see tomorrow. If I’m too drunk, I might not come back.”

Jiang Qin led Feng Nanshu out of the maple forest, riding Little Pink to drop her off at the female dormitory before heading back alone, his expression much lighter than before.

The electric bike, Little Pink, was a petite model suitable for Feng Nanshu, but it looked somewhat comical with Jiang Qin’s long legs, drawing many curious glances, especially with its pink color.

Qi Qi and Guan Wensi were standing at the college entrance, changed out of their military training uniforms into innocent floral dresses. They were chatting and laughing with some upperclassmen.

As Jiang Qin rode past the college supermarket on Little Pink, both girls’ attention was drawn to him, watching as the bike bumped over a speed bump, jolting him awkwardly.

They couldn’t help but exchange a glance and snicker.

“Isn’t that Senior Jiang? Why is he riding a pink electric bike? It’s so weird.”

“Must be borrowed,” Qi Qi said, adjusting her hair with an air of sophistication.

Guan Wensi lowered her voice, “I always feel it’s low for a guy to ride such a small bike, better to walk.”

“Yeah, it’s like an adult in a kiddie car… kinda sleazy.”

“I’ve never seen a ‘male god’ ride such a bike. It’s so off.”

Qi Qi laughed along, her impression of Jiang Qin, whom Jiang and Song had called a male god, was now fairly set.

A student union member with an annoying air of superiority, acting like a conceited senior, not even deigning to look at people properly, lacking any charisma.

From a female perspective, Qi Qi found him somewhat flashy and greasy, especially seeing him awkwardly ride the pink bike, legs cramped like an adult wearing children’s clothes. His image just wasn’t great.

With that thought, any slight interest Qi Qi had in this senior vanished.

Her previous ‘big brothers’ had some appealing qualities, be it looks, fashion sense, or talents like music or academics. Not one was as universally plain as Senior Jiang.

Such a person wouldn’t stand out in Lintian University, let alone in any random class.

At that moment, Guan Wensi nudged her, “Qi Qi, Qian senior is inviting us to visit Wangyue Lake. Are you coming?”

“It’s too late; I need to go back to the dorm to wash up. We have military training tomorrow.”

Qi Qi smiled, declining Qian senior’s invitation before leaving the supermarket area.

From her experience, showing initial interest in a boy was enough. After that first step, they would frequently initiate contact. But you must not easily accept invitations or reply to every message; only then can you maintain your goddess-like allure.

The next morning was clear and sunny.

Military training continued under the scorching sun. Tan Shipeng, from the student union, arrived at the parade ground with the executive committee to check the training status.

Zhuang Siyu, now a senior, had passed the baton of the Student Union Presidency to Tan Shipeng. In his own words, “My era is about to begin.”

Taking advantage of the military training period, Tan Shipeng, also known as ‘Brother Peng’, made a special appearance to establish his presence among the juniors. He started by reprimanding a few students wearing earrings and then publicly scolded others for whispering, exuding an imposing aura.

Tan Shipeng was always keen to demonstrate his value and presence in various aspects. Previously constrained by Zhuang Siyu’s leadership during activities, he now finally had the chance to show his capabilities.

Freshmen, new to the environment and naive, were easily intimidated and dared not resist, instead showing awe and admiration towards him, much to his delight.

Ten minutes later, Tan Shipeng and his team reached the finance department’s squad, coinciding with their break time.

Qi Qi waved her hand, catching the attention of a senior named Qian in the executive team. He promptly spoke to Tan Shipeng, and soon, the entire executive team approached her direction.

“Brother Peng, this is my newly acquainted junior, Qi Qi, who wants to join the Student Union,” said Qian.

Tan Shipeng, with hands behind his back, nodded, “Since Qian recommends her, her abilities must be good. Let’s just do a brief interview and then directly admit her.”

This scene evoked envy among the other freshmen.

Qi Qi felt proud, having just met Senior Qian last night, and now she was already arranging her Student Union matters, especially receiving special treatment in front of everyone, which brought a sense of pride.

However, at that moment, a group rushed onto the field, including those with cameras, others in military training uniforms, and one with a peach wood sword.

This group was the 208 Production Team, here to shoot a pseudo-documentary video on “Praying for Rain During Military Training.” The actor in the military uniform was hired from the drama society, known as the best in the entire university.

As expected, when the drama society member began chanting, his performance was so convincing it seemed as if he was possessed. His delivery of “Wind comes, rain comes” was more impressive than in “Green Snake,” leaving everyone on the field stunned.

This was a university, yet someone was publicly engaging in superstitious acts. Was this really acceptable?

The freshmen held their breath, their eyes fixed on Chairman Tan.

“What kind of lunatic is this, promoting superstition in public? Tao Yu, go stop them and make sure none of them leave. Later, they need to explain themselves at the Student Union office!”

Hearing this, a member named Tao Yu stood up and headed towards the 208 Production Team with great vigor.

However, just before reaching them, Tao Yu turned back, puzzling the freshmen.

“Why did you come back?” Tan Shipeng was also confused.

Tao Yu pursed his lips, “They have work badges, it’s 208.”

“Which 208? Jiang Qin’s?”

“Yes.”

Tan Shipeng coughed, “Then let it be, we can’t afford to provoke them, pretend we didn’t see anything.”

Hearing this, Qi Qi was startled. What was going on? Wasn’t Jiang Qin in charge of that production team? What was so untouchable about him?

As she pondered, Jiang Qin arrived, looking somewhat tough with Cao Guangyu’s large sunglasses.

At that moment, the drama society member, possibly over-enthusiastic, exaggerated his movements. The yellow talisman on his peach wood sword flew off, fluttering in the wind and, by chance, landing in front of the Student Union.

Jiang Qin pushed down his sunglasses, revealing a surprised expression, “Brother Peng? Long time no see. Could you pick up that talisman for me?”

“Sure thing!”

Tan Shipeng quickly picked up the talisman, carefully reattaching and smoothing it out.

After Zhuang Siyu’s departure, the connection between the Student Union and Jiang Qin had been severed. Lacking support from this major benefactor, securing sponsorships became a struggle, unlike the ease during the sports meet when Jiang Qin could quickly secure everything.

Thus, Tan Shipeng was more than eager to rekindle relations with the renowned benefactor of Lintian University, Jiang Qin.

Superstition?

Nonsense!

For others, such acts might be superstition, but for Jiang Qin, it was akin to doing business with the Dragon King!

At this moment, however, Tan Shipeng’s actions left Qi Qi and Guan Wensi gaping in disbelief and confusion. How could Tan, the respected Student Union President, seem like a lackey at the beck and call of Jiang Qin?

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