After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

Yin Hua introduced herself shyly, and the other two girls followed suit by saying their names and hometowns.

The petite girl is called Huang Ying, and her name really suits her. When she opens her mouth, her voice is clear and melodious, like a bird's song. It's really beautiful to listen to. She herself said that when she was young, her family wanted her to learn music, but they couldn't afford to buy an instrument. Since they lived in a small city, it was difficult to find a music teacher. The few teachers who did charge were extremely high, so her family gave up.

Later, when she went to her classmate's house to play, she saw her classmate's grandfather's paintbrush and drawing paper on the table. Curiously, she took the pen and drew a few strokes on a blank piece of paper according to her grandfather's drawings. When the classmate's grandfather came back and saw it, he didn't scold her. Instead, he was very surprised and praised her for her talent.

After she went home and told her parents, they took her to a classmate's home and asked her to be his apprentice. It wasn't until she started middle school that she unexpectedly learned that her classmate's grandfather was actually a renowned painter in China. He had only retreated to that small city during a special period.

"Oh, so you really are from a famous family!"

"Hehe, it's not bad, I'm lucky." Huang Ying smiled somewhat complacently. "However, when I went to see my teacher before leaving this time, he said..." She paused, her complacent expression replaced by a serious one. She raised her hand and stroked the non-existent beard on her chin. "My disciple, if you get into trouble this time, just don't tell Master..."

"Ah! Hahahaha."

The three of them burst into laughter again because of her amusing herself. The laughter in the room made other students passing by take a few more glances at them.

The girl who has a Qiong Yao style also has a Qiong Yao-like name, Mou Danyang. She is indeed the daughter of a clothing company owner in Hangzhou. Her family owns several garment factories and also does export business.

"My name is Su Jing, and my hometown is next to Huang Ying's. You are not afraid of spicy food at your home, but I am afraid of not spicy food at my home. Do you know where it is?" Su Jing smiled playfully at everyone.

"Okay then, from now on we have to have a double-flavor hotpot when we go out to eat." Mou Danyang covered his mouth and laughed quietly.

After the four of them introduced themselves, they agreed to accompany Su Jing to the supermarket. She was going to buy the necessities that had been stolen, while the others planned to buy some snacks. Mou Danyang said she would treat everyone to a meal on the first day, and asked them not to be shy.

Su Jing and Yin Hua agreed readily, but Huang Ying was a little hesitant. She said, "We're all classmates, so it wouldn't be nice to ask you to treat us right away. Let's just chip in."

Mou Danyang argued for a while, but Huang Ying insisted, so she stopped arguing. However, she still quietly went to pay the bill in advance. This made Huang Ying still dissatisfied, so Yin Hua finally suggested that Huang Ying buy some snacks for everyone in the dormitory, and she would also buy some milk for everyone. This felt fair.

Su Jing felt that she had nothing to buy, so she spread her hands and said with a bitter face: "Then I can only buy a box of sanitary napkins for everyone to use."

After finishing their meal, the girls chatted and laughed their way back to the dorm. The hallway was bustling with activity; most of the freshmen had already arrived. As they passed each dorm, they could hear all sorts of noises coming from within.

"Hey, have you heard? A female classmate was cheated at the subway station today and her luggage was lost." A sharp voice came from the dormitory next door.

"Is this true? This is too unlucky." Another voice responded.

When Huang Ying heard this, she turned to look at Su Jing with a hint of teasing on her face: "Hey, Su Jing, it seems like I'm talking about you!"

Su Jing quickly made a gesture to keep quiet and said in a low voice: "Don't make any noise, hurry up." Then she quickened her pace.

"Haha, you are famous now." Yin Hua also laughed and gently pushed Su Jing.

"It's better not to give out such a name," Su Jing turned her head helplessly, "You make me sound like a moron. I'm easily deceived the moment I come here."

Mou Danyang took Su Jing's arm, quickened his pace and said, "Ignore them, let's go back to the dormitory."

"I heard from the senior who received us that this girl got in with the highest score in academic subjects this year," someone in another dormitory said.

When Huang Ying heard this, she looked at Su Jing in disbelief and asked with her eyes: Is it true?

Su Jing saw her look, spread her hands and whispered, "I don't know."

As they hurried past, Su Jing could still hear people talking behind them.

"Really?" someone said in disbelief, "He's ranked first in academic subjects, so his IQ should be pretty high. How could he be so easily fooled?"

"I don't know why this girl is so careless."

"Haha, isn't she said to be very beautiful?" another said, "Did she trade all her IQ for her looks?"

"Hahaha, that makes sense." Someone echoed.

"That's right, most pretty girls don't have much brains."

"Why are you like this? People are already very depressed after encountering such things, and you are still making sarcastic remarks." Someone said in disagreement.

"That's right, no one wants to encounter this kind of thing, so just say less."

"Okay, we were just joking, we didn't mean anything else." The female voice who just said that IQ can be traded for appearance explained.

Su Jing helplessly spread her hands at the three of them, her face full of embarrassment. She shook her head and whispered, "Oh, stop it. I don't want to be the center of everyone's discussion." After that, she ran back to the dormitory.

The other three also hurried into the dormitory laughing, and Yin Hua was considerate enough to quickly close the door.

The next day was military training, and the freshmen were gathered in the noisy playground. Most of the boys who were into art were rather thin, and few of them looked very masculine. Su Jing looked around casually, somewhat lacking interest and with a bored look.

She frowned, curled her lips, and pulled her hat down to block out the glaring sunlight.

As the instructors lined up and marched towards us in an orderly manner, people on the playground gathered in groups based on their dormitories, chatting.

Early in the morning, the sun was already high in the sky and there was nothing to provide shade on the playground. Not only were the girls complaining, but many boys were also complaining loudly.

In fact, many men who are engaged in art are a bit weird. They are either overly refined or sloppy. In short, they want to highlight that they are different from ordinary people.

After the assembly, the instructor began to ask everyone to count and stand in line. The first item was the simplest military posture. Of course, it was just the simplest one the instructor said.

When the break whistle sounded, the freshmen acted as if their legs were broken at the same time. They didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, and they all sat down on the ground, crying out loudly.

The sun was already high in the sky, and the students were hot and tired. Su Jing and three other girls from the dormitory also sat on the ground.

Everyone probably knew who the unlucky person who lost their luggage was yesterday, and many people were looking at them. Although Su Jing didn't care much, she was really annoyed by the constant scurrying of people around like they were viewing animals, with people coming over to take a look and then asking questions.

"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..."

Su Jing was lowering her head and muttering something, trying to numb herself, when she suddenly felt someone poking her waist. She was very ticklish, and when someone poked her like that, she jumped to the side.

"What are you doing?" Su Jing asked Huang Ying who poked her with anger.

"Look, is that guy coming to find you?" Huang Ying raised her chin and pointed in a direction at a boy who was walking towards them.

Su Jing looked in the direction she pointed and saw Song Ningxiang walking towards her. She said helplessly, "Maybe, he really is looking for me."

Before he even reached them, Song Ning had already started grinning and yelled at the top of his voice, "Su Jing, Su Jing."

Su Jing gritted her teeth, hissed without moving her lips, forced a smile, and stood up. The other girls followed her and stood up, all looking at Song Ning as he approached.

Song Ning's voice was not small at all, which attracted the other students to look at them. He had been receiving new students these days, and many students knew him.

"Su Jing," Song Ning said loudly with a trembling voice before he even got close to her, "I've already topped up your meal card. There's a thousand yuan in it. Take it first. Don't worry. I'll top it up again when it's all used up."

"Wow, one thousand yuan!" Several exclamations came from the side.

What? Su Jing's mind was filled with confusion. When had she promised him to charge her meal card? Didn't she make it clear yesterday that her wallet wasn't lost? Was he just mentally ill or was he pretending not to remember? What the hell, he even ran over to give her a meal card in front of so many people, and he was so damn loud.

Su Jing was thinking about how depressed she was yesterday when someone said that she traded her IQ for looks. Now, probably everyone knows what that person with insufficient IQ looks like, right?

Fuck! Su Jing secretly fucked Song Ning ten thousand times in her heart. No, let the dog fuck him ten thousand times.

She had the air of a girl in a brothel, forcing a smile. Su Jing took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said to Song Ning through gritted teeth, "Thank you, Senior Song! I told you, my wallet isn't lost, and I have money for food."

"This...this, that...meal card, haven't you had time to apply for it yet?" Song Ning's lips trembled slightly, his face flushed red, and his hands kept kneading the meal card, his expression nervous and tangled. "Just accept it, okay? Look, I've already applied for it..."

He felt extremely embarrassed. Why did he just come here like that? Couldn't he just send her to the dormitory later?

"Senior Song, thank you for your kindness, but I really don't need it!" Su Jing's tone was firm, without any hesitation.

Song Ning glanced around slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, his expression becoming somewhat grim, and his lips tightened. He exerted force on the two hands holding the meal card, feeling as if he could tear a hole through it.

Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed, Yin Hua took a step forward and bumped Su Jing's back with her arm. Su Jing looked up at her.

"There are a lot of people here," Yin Hua whispered, meaning she didn't want Song Ning to lose face.

Su Jing understood what she meant, but refused to listen. She gently shook off Yin Hua's hand, turned to Song Ning and said, "Thank you so much, Senior Song. I really have money to eat."

Seeing Song Ning's behavior, she knew what the other person was thinking. She would not give others the opportunity to misunderstand such people who she could not possibly have any thoughts about. The most correct way was to nip any thoughts that should not be held from the beginning. Therefore, she would not give unnecessary face and leave herself with long-term trouble.

Maybe it was because Yin Hua came a little closer and her height put pressure on Song Ning, or maybe it was because he heard the discussions around him:

"Oh, this is the one whose luggage was stolen yesterday! She's really pretty! No wonder she got scammed."

"Is Senior Song interested in her?"

"She's so pretty and tall, I guess..."

"But I heard that Senior Song's family is very rich."

"So what if he's rich? He's just not that handsome."

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