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

Shao Wanwan dragged her weary steps out of the examination room.

I vaguely saw the figure of a beautiful and elegant person.

She thought she had gone crazy from taking the exam.

After straining my eyes to look closely, I realized it was Jiang Zheyuan.

He waited for her outside the examination hall.

Seeing her dazed look, with her eyes barely open, I quickly handed her a glass bottle.

She saw that it was an IV drip bottle.

The stopper on the IV bottle has been thoughtfully removed.

"Glucose, drink a few sips quickly. You need to replenish your blood. You've been anemic for a long time and have been taking traditional Chinese medicine to treat it. Don't let one exam ruin it all."

With trembling hands, Shao Wanwan managed to put the glass bottle into her mouth and then quickly drank most of it.

"Phew... I'm finally alive." Shao Wanwan exclaimed.

The students who had been watching the commotion in the corridor had long since dispersed.

The setting sun cast its rays into the corridor, making Jiang Zheyuan's face look like an angel's; he was so handsome it was outrageous.

I smell like I just pulled out of a pickle jar, while he... is handsome and dashing.

"You must be hungry! Let's go out to eat," Jiang Zheyuan said, seeing that she looked a little better.

"I really can't walk anymore. I'd better go back to my dorm, eat a packet of instant noodles, and then quickly cover my head and go to sleep! I need to sleep for three days and three nights." Shao Wanwan really felt like she was about to faint.

“I’ll take you there on my bicycle, you don’t have to walk. I’ve already told Sister Zhao in advance and bought a lot of things to take to her place to eat,” Jiang Zheyuan said with heartache, looking at Shao Wanwan who was so tired that she was starting to talk nonsense.

"You actually troubled Sister Zhao, you really..." Shao Wanwan didn't even have the strength to curse.

Jiang Zheyuan curled the corners of his mouth into a slightly sly smile. "Sister Zhao treats you like her own sister and can't wait for you to visit her often! You haven't been to her place in a long time, and every time I go, she keeps asking me questions. She misses you terribly."

Shao Wanwan was so tired that she didn't want to talk anymore.

Sitting on Jiang Zheyuan's bicycle seat, I was swaying a bit.

Jiang Zheyuan was afraid she would fall, so he took her hand and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Hold on tight, we're about to accelerate!" Then he started pedaling rapidly.

Shao Wanwan was so frightened that she clung tightly to Jiang Zheyuan's waist.

Then Jiang Zheyuan revealed a mischievous smile, typical of a young man, and pedaled even harder.

We arrived at Sister Zhao's convenience store.

Sister Zhao has already set up a small round table under the camphor tree.

Upon seeing Shao Wanwan, he quickly went over to greet her.

Seeing the dark circles under Shao Wanwan's eyes and her thin chin that looked like it could poke someone, I felt so sorry for her that I clicked my tongue.

When Shao Wanwan smelled the aroma of braised pork, she felt as if she had come back to life.

Sniffed and unconsciously walked towards the round table.

Then, unable to resist exclaiming, "It smells so good!"

When she got to the round table, she saw the food on it and exclaimed in shock, "Sister Zhao, just some tomato and egg noodles would be fine. Why did you make so much food? Are you not planning to celebrate?"

The rent for Sister Zhao's small shop, her son Li Shuai's tuition fees, and the rented accommodation near the school are all expenses that Sister Zhao bears alone. After her husband provided the initial capital for the small shop, he stopped contributing any further funds.

So Sister Zhao's life was actually quite tight.

"Xiao Jiang bought all of these: this crab, this braised pork knuckle, this meat, and this cream cake. He said it's your birthday today, and he probably forgot because you've been too busy."

Sister Zhao said with a particularly bright smile.

Shao Wanwan remembered that the book did mention that the original owner was born in winter, but the specific time was not described in detail.

The date on the original owner's ID card was just something they wrote down randomly when they registered.

To put it bluntly, she herself didn't know when her birthday was, but Jiang Zheyuan actually remembered.

Shao Wanwan glanced at the cream cake and realized it was from Kaisiling.

The city where Kaisiling and his friends live only has one store, located in the lakeside district, at least 60 kilometers away from the school, a drive of more than an hour...

An eight-inch cake like this would cost at least two hundred yuan.

Twenty-five yuan is enough for a regular cake shop.

"Little sister, I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful cake. It's the first time I've ever seen such a pretty cake. I wonder what it tastes like..." Sister Zhao stared at the cake with envy, her longing in her eyes impossible to hide.

Sister Zhao has never eaten a birthday cake. She has only ever eaten sponge cake, and that was because the convenience store had expired it and didn't dare to put it on the shelf to sell. She couldn't bear to throw it away, so she steamed it thoroughly and then ate it.

Actually, when you eat it, you can't really taste anything; it just tastes awfully sweet with a musty smell.

Looking at the beautiful cake, Sister Zhao was thinking about how her son hadn't had any yet, but she was too embarrassed to suggest saving a piece for Li Shuai.

Sister Zhao took a claw clip from the shelf.

It has polka dots and is made of plastic.

She put the phone in a transparent plastic bag and handed it to Shao Wanwan.

"Don't be disgusted, little sister. When I was buying stock, I saw someone selling this, so I bought one and thought I'd give it to you. My sister is as beautiful as an angel, it would definitely look great on you."

Shao Wanwan took the claw clip. It was a very ordinary plastic claw clip, but it was something that Sister Zhao would never normally buy or wear. Moreover, Sister Zhao obviously didn't know it was her birthday; she just thought it looked nice and bought it for her in advance.

Shao Wanwan immediately secured her hair with a hair clip, then turned her head to show Sister Zhao, who immediately praised her for looking beautiful.

Jiang Zheyuan looked at her slender neck and said, "Sister Zhao's gift is so nice, it makes mine seem a bit inadequate."

As he spoke, he took out a red box.

Shao Wanwan suddenly became a little worried.

I was hoping it wasn't a ring or anything like that.

Inside was a necklace.

"I made it myself. I'm clumsy, so it doesn't look very good." Jiang Zheyuan said, unfolding the necklace and placing it in Shao Wanwan's hand.

It is a light pink pearl necklace.

Pale pink pearls are extremely rare, and perfectly round ones are even more valuable.

However, since it is entirely handmade, you can see that the drilled holes are not perfectly straight.

A violent thing!

Such fine freshwater beads would be very valuable if crafted by a skilled artisan. But Jiang Zheyuan's actions have caused their value to drop by at least half.

I simply cannot understand the world of rich kids.

"Isn't it ugly? I made it myself," Jiang Zheyuan said, sounding a little unsure.

Sister Zhao chimed in from the side, "Beautiful, beautiful, I think it's very beautiful. Xiao Jiang is not only handsome, but also skillful. So good, so good!"

Jiang Zheyuan's ears turned red upon hearing the praise.

Shao Wanwan casually put it around her neck, saying, "You guys are so kind to me, I really like it."

"The food's getting cold. Let's blow out the candles and eat!" Jiang Zheyuan glanced at the table full of meat and dishes, worried that Shao Wanwan wouldn't feel comfortable eating it if it got cold, so he spoke up.