Rebirth of a Girl in a Boys' School

Lin Ruofei looked up and saw that the person she was talking to was none other than Zheng Dayu, the future famous reporter.

“I’ve been sitting here this morning,” Zheng Dayu said coldly. “Move over here.”

"I'm not moving!" Lin Ruofei pouted and said, "Whoever gets here first gets to sit here!"

"Get up quickly!" Zheng Dayu said anxiously.

"No!" Lin Ruofei retorted defiantly.

“Zheng Dayu,” Ding Yilin, who was sitting in front of Lin Ruofei, quickly stood up and said when he saw the two arguing over seats, “You can sit here with me!”

"Hey, come sit down!" Zheng Dayu immediately broke into a big smile and said, "I was just joking with this kid!"

"How can I go in and sit down if you don't get up?" Zheng Dayu said in a low voice.

Lin Ruofei turned her legs toward the aisle, stepped aside, and let Zheng Dayu in.

Zheng Dayu plopped down next to Lin Ruofei.

"Hey, classmate..." Zheng Dayu leaned closer to Lin Ruofei and asked in a low voice, "I still don't know your name!"

Lin Ruofei shifted slightly to the side and asked seriously, "We've been to 'Qianji Mountain' together, aren't you afraid of rumors spreading when you're so close to me?"

"Look at you, I'm being serious with you, and you're just joking around!" Zheng Dayu said solemnly, "Let's get to know each other properly. My name is Zheng Dayu, and I'm a freshman in Class 1, Grade 1."

After saying that, Zheng Dayu extended his right hand toward Lin Ruofei.

"My name is Lin Ruofei, and I'm also a first-year student." Lin Ruofei smiled and extended her right hand, shaking hands with Zheng Dayu.

"My name is Ding Yilin, and we are both freshmen in Class 2." Ding Yilin, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and smiled as he extended his right hand to shake hands with Lin Ruofei and Zheng Dayu.

"I know you!" Zheng Dayu released their hands and said, "Isn't your dad the chubby uncle who used to bring sponsored drinks to the school in a big truck every year during the sports meet?"

"Oh..." Ding Yilin turned around awkwardly, worried that Zheng Dayu would say, like some of his classmates, that his father was a vulgar nouveau riche who always liked to show off his wealth.

"Your dad is such a generous guy!" Zheng Dayu exclaimed in admiration. "He sponsors all sorts of high-end drinks every year, letting us all drink to our hearts' content! Hey, will your dad continue to sponsor high-end drinks for the high school sports meet?"

"I don't know either," Ding Yilin shook his head and said softly, "Maybe..."

"A truckload of premium drinks..." Lin Ruofei tilted her head and calculated, "Even at wholesale price... my goodness! How much would that cost? Ding Yilin, go home and tell your dad not to sponsor it anymore, it's better to save some money!"

"Why are you so annoying!" Zheng Dayu nudged Lin Ruofei's arm hard with his elbow and said, "Do you know that what I look forward to every year at the sports meet is the unlimited supply of high-end drinks sponsored by their family!"

"Tch!" Lin Ruofei said with a disdainful expression, "You just love to take advantage of others. If you want to drink it, go buy it yourself!"

"Hmph!" Zheng Dayu immediately looked displeased and muttered under his breath, "I was going to tell you that if you look out from a certain angle from this window, you can see a certain dormitory room in the girls' school next door, but now... I won't tell you even if you beg me!"

"I won't watch that stuff!" Lin Ruofei said righteously.

Zheng Dayu turned his head away and ignored Lin Ruofei.

But Lin Ruofei suddenly remembered: during the opening ceremony that morning, she looked all over the venue but couldn't find Weihang Oppa or her dream lover Zhou Jianfei. Now was the perfect time for her to catch up!

Thinking of this, Lin Ruofei began looking around again...

The fire safety lecture officially began at exactly one o'clock.

The so-called fire prevention lecture is actually just the school inviting a firefighter from the fire department to introduce some fire prevention knowledge and the correct way to use fire-fighting equipment.

The young firefighter, brought in from the fire department, was clearly doing this job for the first time. He was so nervous that his face was covered in sweat, and he had to take out a tissue every now and then to wipe it off so that the sweat wouldn't drip onto the podium.

Just as the young firefighter's voice trembled slightly as he explained fire prevention to the microphone, the conference room door was suddenly kicked open...

An orange figure darted quickly into the conference room...