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

Jiang Zheyuan found a quiet corner and took out a brand-new mobile phone.

This mobile phone was something my grandfather insisted on giving him.

He said that once he started school, it was like he lost contact with everyone, and having a mobile phone made it easier to stay in touch.

Jiang Zheyuan initially declined, feeling that having a mobile phone would be too conspicuous at school and that being treated specially was not in line with the current context.

But Grandpa insisted that Mom bring it.

Jiang Zheyuan didn't want his mother to have a hard time explaining herself when she went back, so he accepted the gift. He didn't expect to use it so soon.

He looked down and pressed a series of numbers, then pressed the brick-sized mobile phone to his ear.

Jiang Zheyuan also felt that the old-fashioned mobile phone was not as good as a smartphone, but the communication was still relatively clear.

"Uncle Zhang, I want to come to your boxing gym to box every Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday. Could you find me a professional coach? You can have the coach contact me for the specific times. My contact number is this mobile number."

Uncle Zhou chuckled on the other end of the phone, "Good lad, you've finally come to your senses. If your dad hadn't injured his leg, he'd be incredibly strong! You've always been skinny, like a bean sprout. Don't worry! I'll arrange it right away. Is it convenient for you to travel? Do you need me to arrange a driver to pick you up?"

Jiang Zheyuan thought for a moment, "No need, Uncle Zhou. The transportation in the city is quite convenient, unlike in Daxing. I can go there by myself. But you'll have to find me a skilled boxer!"

"Don't worry! It's rare for the young master to ask for anything, so how could I not do my best?" Zhou Yuming joked with a smile.

Jiang Zheyuan was extremely embarrassed. "Uncle Zhou, please stop teasing me."

"No, no, I'll call it a day now! Wait for my message!"

Jiang Zheyuan never dreamed that one day he would want to exercise.

In his previous life, he maintained a slender physique until his death.

He has always preferred quiet to activity. Even in his previous life, when he had various matters to attend to, he would improve his energy through meditation and reading. He never went to a gym, and the treadmill in his villa was always covered in dust.

Sometimes he would hang his coat on it, and then Shao Wanwan, who would come back from drinking, would mock him, saying that he was putting on a show.

Jiang Zheyuan took a deep breath and put the mobile phone into his backpack.

He touched the pink envelope in his shirt pocket.

After hesitating for a moment, I turned and left.

He really didn't know how to face Shao Wanwan, and he really didn't want to give her this love letter.

But it also felt like I had done something wrong, and my heart was in turmoil.

Whether in the previous life or this life, Shao Wanwan is a thorn stuck in his heart, painful to behold, and even if he pulls it out, it will still draw blood and flesh.

Sister Zhao pushed the goods over in a cart and then told Shao Wanwan to go and rest.

"Little sister, you go watch the game. I'll keep an eye on the stalls. I heard they're all male college students, full of energy and really handsome. Go take a look, maybe one of them will catch your eye..." Sister Zhao handed her a bottle of chilled Coke and said with a smile.

Shao Wanwan glanced around and saw that everyone was watching the game; there really weren't many people around.

So he took the Coke and found an inconspicuous corner to watch the game.

Campus life was too far removed from Shao Wanwan's life, and youthful physicality was even further away.

Suddenly watching ten energetic bodies jumping and sweating on the court, the sweat rolling down their muscles, is quite a sensory experience.

No wonder the stadium was packed with people.

Shao Wanwan opened the can of Coke, took a small sip, and then began to admire the handsome man with satisfaction.

At the end of the halftime game, our school's basketball team was temporarily leading by thirteen points.

Shao Wanwan quickly returned to her stall.

Sure enough, without the cookies, the chicken leg bread sold much better, and the two boxes were quickly emptied.

With Sister Zhao's help, Shao Wanwan's life became much easier.

At this point, the content on the poster came into play, and players from both basketball teams crowded around the simple stall.

Some of them wiped their sweat with coarse cloths, while others simply took off their basketball jerseys and wiped their faces as a way to wipe away sweat.

When girls see this scene, they are embarrassed to turn their heads and secretly watch, while also exchanging opinions with their friends.

Shao Wanwan took out two cases of pre-prepared bottled water and gestured for them to drink as much as they wanted.

They each took a bottle, then scattered to find shady spots to rest.

Only Su Dapeng, after taking the bottled water, didn't leave. He stared intently at Shao Wanwan, asking her if she needed any help, saying he could help carry the water or help her organize the cardboard boxes.

Sister Zhao was delighted to see Su Dapeng's tall and handsome figure. Overwhelmed by maternal instincts, she winked at Shao Wanwan while making up a particularly lame excuse and then made a spectacular escape by urinating.

Shao Wanwan was both amused and exasperated. She reached out Erkang's hand, but couldn't stop Sister Zhao from leaving.

It wouldn't be right to prevent someone from going to the toilet!

Turning to look at Su Dapeng, some indescribable passages from the book floated through my mind.

Some of the most hormone-fueled scenes from the original book were all transferred to the original owner and Su Dapeng.

Because the original owner was a vicious female supporting character, she served as a foil and contrast to the male and female leads.

It's already an affair; if it doesn't ignite a passionate flame and lead to intimate encounters, what else is there to go through?

Most importantly, although the original owner had been intimate with Su Dapeng, she never let her husband Jiang Zheyuan touch her hand, and nothing ever happened between them.

So when Jiang Zheyuan got together with Shao Moli, he was still a virgin.

……

Shao Wanwan hated that she had such a good memory. When those indescribable scenes floated through her mind, and then she saw Su Dapeng's youthful face, Shao Wanwan felt a mix of emotions.

In fact, Shao Wanwan didn't know why the original owner hated Jiang Zheyuan so much.

But at this moment she understood that Jiang Zheyuan had too strong a sense of morality, which was particularly repressive. Jiang Zheyuan seemed to never go crazy, and he was always restrained. A restrained person can easily be perceived as rigid.

Su Dapeng is practically the epitome of desire.

He was tall with enviable muscles, and as a sports student, his physical strength was undeniable.

Wait... what am I thinking?

Shao Wanwan shook her head, refocused her eyes, and then met Su Dapeng's burning gaze.

Shao Wanwan coughed lightly, "No need, your break is only half an hour, you can find a place to rest for a while! I can handle these things myself."

Su Dapeng suddenly moved closer to her.

He was only two fists away from her.

"If I win, can I treat you to the school's outdoor movie?" Su Dapeng smiled brightly, his pearly white teeth almost hurting Shao Wanwan's eyes.

Danger, danger...

An alarm bell rang in Shao Wanwan's head.

She hasn't broken off her engagement with Jiang Zheyuan yet, and getting too close to anyone would raise moral issues.

Although it's not as serious as marital infidelity, it will still be condemned.

Shao Wanwan didn't want to get involved in this media storm at all.

So she firmly refused, saying, "You're not my type, and I have no intention of making friends. As a student, I should focus on my studies."

Upon hearing this, Su Dapeng's smile dimmed, but he was naturally less sensitive to unpleasant things and wasn't particularly frustrated. He just felt that a beautiful girl like Shao Wanwan must be very difficult to approach and pursue, which only fueled his desire to conquer her.

He didn't want to really anger Shao Wanwan and planned to take things slowly, so he nodded and pretended to be a little pitiful, saying, "I'm so hurt. I have a competition later. Can you say good luck to me? I promise I'll never bother you again."

I don't believe you, you idiot.

You and the original owner were practically a match made in heaven, weren't you?

The most lethal attraction is the primal one.

Shao Wanwan felt that she should have less contact with Su Dapeng in the future; he really did seem a bit ominous.

The school's basketball team won the game by 25 points.

Excited cheers erupted all around.

Everyone was chattering about the details of the competition, then they started arguing about who was more handsome, and they even said that the campus heartthrob rankings on the forum were about to be updated.

Shao Wanwan curled the corners of her mouth into a smile.

We began focusing on cleaning up the trash on site, as well as recyclable water bottles and other garbage.

Then, in full view of everyone, he helped Sister Zhao hold the tricycle.

Worried about affecting Shao Wanwan's image, Sister Zhao quickly lowered her voice and said, "Little sister, I can manage on my own. You, you can go to the convenience store and wait for me. I really can manage by myself."