A top student transmigrates into a book: Reborn in the 90s and rises to prominence.

"Article 12 of the dormitory management regulations states that the dormitory should be kept quiet during lunch break and that loud noises should not be made to disturb roommates' rest. Violators will have five points deducted from their conduct score... The noise you're making is so loud that our whole dormitory can hear it. Do you think I can do anything about it?" Shao Wanwan said slowly, showing no fear.

Conduct score is especially important for students; if they lose all their conduct score, they will have to repeat a grade.

Repeating a year of school is incredibly embarrassing.

Li Lin is all bark and no bite. Although her parents dote on her, they are extremely concerned about her studies. If they knew she was repeating a grade, they would definitely rush to the school and break her legs.

Li Lin chickened out, but with everyone else in the dorm watching, she couldn't back down. She could only say fiercely, "You and Shao Moli just wait, don't fall into my hands again."

After uttering those harsh words, he stormed out of the dormitory in a huff.

In her dazed state, Shao Moli only knew that someone had come. When she came to her senses, she found Shao Wanwan sitting by her bedside.

She frowned, just about to ask her to move aside.

Then Shao Wanwan handed over a box of fever reducers.

Shao Moli stared at the box of fever reducers, her eyes quickly welling up with tears, feeling very wronged.

Zhang Suran gave this box of fever reducers to Shao Wanwan, worried that if Shao Wanwan felt unwell, it would be difficult for her to buy medicine at school.

If I, as her own daughter, go to university with her, she won't worry about getting sick.

Ha, it turns out the adopted daughter wasn't sick, but the biological daughter was.

The medicine was eventually used.

Shao Moli didn't stand on ceremony and struggled to accept it.

It should have been hers to begin with.

"I have a headache, you should go back!" Shao Moli didn't want to talk to Shao Wanwan anymore.

“Jiang Zheyuan agreed to appear on the show with you. He’s downstairs now, but judging from your appearance, you can’t get out of bed. I’ll go downstairs and make him leave!” Shao Wanwan said after thinking for a moment.

Upon hearing that Jiang Zheyuan was waiting for her downstairs, Shao Moli struggled to get up and said, "From now on, you don't need to concern yourselves with my affairs."

Shao Wanwan knew she would go to see Jiang Zheyuan.

Shao Moli was raised by her maternal grandmother, who taught her from a young age to be polite to others and never let anyone wait in vain.

When Jiang Zheyuan saw Shao Moli, who was pale and walking unsteadily, he instinctively wanted to go and help her, but he stopped himself when he thought of his own identity.

He took two steps back, keeping at least a meter's distance, before saying, "Wanwan told me that you want to perform a song at the welcome party. I can accompany you on the piano or violin. Just tell me the song you want to sing."

Shao Moli was stunned. She knew very few songs, but she sang "Jasmine Flower" very well, in a melodious and beautiful way.

Because this is a song her grandmother taught her when she was little.

Also because the song is called "Jasmine Flower".

Shao Moli took a breath and said, "Let's do 'Jasmine Flower'!"

Jiang Zheyuan paused for a moment, then nodded.

In her previous life, Shao Moli didn't like this song, saying that it foreshadowed her fate and that she was destined to be sent away by her family.

He even tried to comfort her at the time.

But he also knew that Shao Moli sang this song exceptionally well, and with his violin playing, she could probably make it to the finals.

The competition for the first-class scholarship is extremely fierce.

The welcome party should definitely be taken seriously.

After finishing their business, Jiang Zheyuan had just walked away when Li Lin came over. She grabbed Shao Moli's ponytail, pulled it back hard, and then stormed upstairs.

"What kind of slut dares to stare at the school heartthrob? Doesn't she even know if she's good enough for him? Bah!"

Shao Moli suffered a hidden loss and was in so much pain that she cried. However, she was sick and had no strength. All she knew was that she had to change dorm rooms, otherwise she would have to live in Li Lin's shadow for the next four years.

However, to change dorm rooms, you have to get along well with the dorm supervisor.

The right to adjust dormitory assignments rests with the dormitory supervisor. However, after the assignment is made, it needs to be reported to the counselor, who then submits the report to the school. The school then manages the situation accordingly.

Shao Moli returned to her dormitory with a heavy heart, but Shao Wanwan had already left.

She felt dizzy, stared at the fever reducer on the blanket, glanced at the trash can on the table, but ultimately didn't throw the fever reducer in the trash can.

This box of fever reducer is an original, highly effective drug, costing a full fifteen yuan. She is feeling very unwell, with a heavy head and light feet. She can't afford to buy more expensive medicine if she loses it, while cheaper medicines can cause gastrointestinal reactions.

Shao Moli took a pill and swallowed it with water, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

Shao Moli was a strong-willed person. Worried that her roommate would see, she immediately wiped away her tears, lay back down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and forced herself not to think about anything and go to sleep as soon as possible.

But the more I try to fall asleep, the less I can.

Her mind was a jumbled mess, one moment thinking of the domineering Li Lin, the next of Shao Wanwan who had been usurping her place, and then, without her noticing, Jiang Zheyuan's gaze settled in her mind.

His eyes held a hint of pity.

Shao Moli thought that perhaps Jiang Zheyuan didn't want to help her at all, and that it was only after Shao Wanwan begged him for a long time that he agreed to help.

Someone as high and mighty as Jiang Zheyuan would definitely look at her with pity.

It's like a human being pitying a tiny ant.

Shao Moli was unaware that she was silently shedding tears, but her mind was gradually clearing up.

Shao Wanwan is right; only by making money can one change their destiny.

Li Lin won't let this go easily; she'll definitely make her pay. I can find a temporary job and work when I don't have classes, so I can earn some money sooner and buy some decent clothes for my grandma and myself.

In the small village where my grandmother lived, there was only one public telephone at the old supply and marketing cooperative.

Grandma had to walk for more than fifty minutes, her body hunched over, to get to the supply and marketing cooperative. Then she would take out a yuan from her handkerchief and make a two-minute phone call to her beloved granddaughter…

If only we could get a phone line installed in my hometown, so my grandma could call me anytime she misses me.

Shao Moli felt that she had no right to be sentimental about spring and autumn.

The original drug was very effective, and despite her heavy heart, Shao Moli still drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Shao Wanwan did some morning exercise. When she passed by Shao Moli's dormitory, she wanted to go in and take a look, but after hesitating for a moment, she went straight back to her dormitory.

Shao Wanwan didn't actually want to get too close to Shao Moli, and she didn't want Shao Moli to be grateful to her. She just hoped that they could quickly get into the main plot of the book, and that she, as a minor character in the original book, could just live her own life.

In the original book, the entanglements of fate would create a huge vortex, and she couldn't guarantee that she could definitely struggle out of it, so the smart thing to do was to stay away from the vortex.

Back in her dorm, she took out a piece of draft paper and then used a pen to draw a survey form framework by hand.

She's currently working on a survey about selling phone cards. Once it's done, she'll take it to a copy shop to make a hundred copies, using the guise of a survey to get noticed by students and advertise herself.

Then, with the results of the survey in hand, I went to the telecommunications company to discuss becoming a phone card distributor.

She had already found out that different levels of agents received different discounts. With the red envelopes her relatives gave her when she was in school, the money she had left over from running her own tutoring classes, and the living expenses given to her by Shao Guanghua and Zhang Suran, she had a total of about 800 yuan. She was still 200 yuan short of becoming a junior agent.

Junior agents can only get cards at a 10% discount, and then they will receive some rebates after selling a certain number of cards.

Once you've reached a certain volume, you can upgrade to a higher grade and then purchase goods at a lower discount.

Of course, she could also become a first-level agent directly for 10,000 yuan, and the telecommunications company could give her a 25% discount. However, selling phone cards for 10,000 yuan would be time-consuming, laborious, and would tie up capital. Most importantly, she really couldn't come up with 10,000 yuan.

Let alone her, even if we go back and ask Shao Guanghua and Zhang Suran to get it, they would probably have to scrape together the money to come up with 10,000 yuan in cash.

In the 1990s, apart from Jiang Zheyuan, most people around me were probably not well-off. Opportunities were everywhere, but the first pot of gold was often the hardest to earn.

Jiang Zheyuan's family's wealth is the result of several generations of accumulation.

Most importantly, his grandfather had a lot of connections. Although he had retired, people would still flock to the Jiang family's doorstep during holidays.

Actually, if the original owner hadn't caused trouble when she married Jiang Zheyuan, and had instead used the Jiang family's connections to do something, she could have become a wealthy woman. But alas, the original owner was just a vicious supporting female character.

The protagonist's aura will never fall upon her.