Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

After dinner, Qiao Nansheng planned to take Song Lingge back to her dormitory, but she refused.

"It's so late, if they see us, things will get complicated. I don't want to cause any trouble with you..."

Song Lingge continued talking to herself, completely unaware of Qiao Nansheng's cryptic gaze.

"You can't cause any trouble with me, but you can cause some trouble with Fang Guanghua, right?" Qiao Nansheng's heart plummeted to freezing point.

Song Lingge looked at all the things Zhao Jueyu had prepared and felt a little annoyed.

There was too much stuff, and it was too heavy. The teachers' apartment was also quite a distance from the girls' dormitory.

She thought for a moment, then took out the stir-fried minced meat with chili oil and the pickled cowpeas, and placed them on the high and low cabinets.

"I saw you liked these, so I'm giving them to you. But you can't refuse to let me have them when I want to."

So this wicked idea of ​​theirs allows them to eat whenever they want without having to work hard.

Qiao Nansheng hadn't expected her to have such ulterior motives. He simply assumed she still cared about him a little, which made him feel a bit better.

After packing the bags, they're finally not so heavy anymore.

Song Lingge picked up the bag and waved casually, "Then I'll go back to my dorm. I don't have class tomorrow afternoon, so it's a deal, two o'clock at the library?"

Qiao Nansheng nodded.

"I've already said, there's no need to mention me. It wouldn't look good if others saw it."

"I need to go to Jingchu."

Oh, I see. They really have a good relationship; they can't even see each other again in class tomorrow.

The boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory are in opposite directions. Little did Song Lingge know, someone had been following her all along, only leaving after she entered the dormitory.

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The library at Nanjing University of Foreign Languages ​​has seven floors. No loud noises are allowed on the bottom five floors, while quiet discussions are permitted on the top two floors.

It must be said that college students in the 1990s didn't have many pastimes, and there were many people who loved to study, so the library was always packed.

Song Lingge is someone who is used to arriving right on time.

When she arrived at the library, she realized she hadn't reserved a seat and didn't know if Qiao Nansheng had arrived yet.

Song Lingge searched floor by floor and finally found Qiao Nansheng on the sixth floor. Twenty minutes had passed since their agreed time.

Song Lingge made a pleading gesture: "I arrived before 2 o'clock, and I was late because I searched for you floor by floor."

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, Qiao Nansheng hummed in agreement and handed her a handkerchief.

Seeing that Song Lingge looked a little confused, he pointed to his forehead.

Song Lingge then understood what he meant, but the matter of the rag still bothered her, so she wiped it with the back of her hand.

He gave an awkward smile and said, "No need, a quick wipe will do."

Qiao Nansheng's cheek twitched. He had actually thought of the reason why Song Lingge refused, but he really didn't know how to explain it.

However, it was clear that Song Lingge didn't take it to heart; she was now completely focused on the recitation competition.

Song Lingge took out the manuscript she had written; this was the one that Fang Guanghua had won an award for in her previous life.

Of course, Song Lingge made some changes, keeping only what she had written.

"Isn't this the one you wrote on the bus? I made a few slight modifications."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nansheng noticed it after only a few glances. Song Lingge hadn't taken his suggestions from yesterday into account at all.

Seeing that Qiao Nansheng's expression was a bit unpleasant, Song Lingge took out another copy and handed it to him: "I listened to your suggestion, but I feel that it is not very well written. I also wrote an English version."

Qiao Nansheng's expression softened, and after carefully reading it, he said, "Because we need to use four languages, the content definitely can't be too long. The one you wrote earlier was very good, but it's not suitable."

Song Lingge pouted: "And what about this one?"

"Keep it here for now, I'll revise it, and you can think about it some more. Or, you don't want to give up the previous one?"

Qiao Nansheng's tone was tentative.

That manuscript was the one that won the championship in her previous life, so Song Lingge was indeed a little reluctant to part with it, but Qiao Nansheng's suggestion was also very creative.

It took Song Lingge a while to make up her mind. She looked up at Qiao Nansheng with a firm gaze and said, "Change it. I'll think about it again when I get back tonight and I'll definitely write it well."

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Qiao Nansheng's face.

The two then discussed some more details.

When Song Lingge returned to the dormitory, Li Meimei had already eaten dinner.

"Lingge, where did you go? I waited for you for ages, but you didn't come back, so I went to eat by myself."

Song Lingge collapsed onto the bed: "It's nothing, I'm going to the library."

Why go to the library?

"I want to participate in a recitation competition, so I'm going to look up some information."

Li Meimei was a little surprised: "You want to participate in the recitation competition?"

Mental exercise is also very physically demanding. Song Lingge felt particularly tired and hungry, so she mumbled an "Mmm".

"Why did you suddenly decide to participate in the recitation competition? I've never heard you mention it before."

At this moment, Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen returned.

"Lingge, Meimei, have you eaten yet? Let's go out to eat together."

Yu Shaofen said this while changing her clothes.

"I've already eaten, but Lingge hasn't."

"You've already eaten? It's okay, let's go out and get some more! Someone's treating us tonight!"

Zhang Xiuxiu said mysteriously.

Upon seeing some gossip, Song Lingge jumped up: "Who is it?"

Zhang Xiuxiu nodded towards Yu Shaofen.

"Why does Shaofen have to treat us? It's not her birthday yet."

"She just ran into someone from her hometown who offered to treat her to dinner."

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate for all of us to go?"

Yu Shaofen had finished getting ready and said with a flushed face, "There's nothing wrong with it. He just asked me to call my roommates to come along."

"I won't go, I've already eaten, you guys go ahead and eat!"

Li Meimei found it strange. She was usually very interested in these kinds of gossips, but today she seemed a little absent-minded.

However, none of Song Lingge and the others noticed.

"Meimei, are you really not going?"

Li Meimei patted Song Lingge's bottom and said with a smile, "I'm really not going. I just ate too much. You guys go and eat!"

Zhang Xiuxiu held Yu Shaofen's arm with one hand and Song Lingge's arm with the other.

"If Meimei isn't going, then so be it. Let's hurry up and go, so we don't keep them waiting."

After saying that, he pulled the two of them out, truly a glutton.

Song Lingge never expected that Yu Shaofen's fellow townsmen would be Jing Chu and Qiao Nansheng.

"Are you from the same hometown?"

Yu Shaofen glanced at Jing Chu, seemingly a little shy: "Jing Chu and I are from the same hometown."

Jing Chu was a very cheerful person. When he saw them come out, he smiled and said, "I never noticed before, but when I filled in my hometown last time, I found out that Yu Shaofen and I are actually from the same hometown. Of course, we have to have a meal together!"

So that's how it is. We've been classmates for several years, and I only just found out now.