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

Countless possible scenarios flashed through Song Lingge's mind; she even considered whether Fang Guanghua had also been reborn.

Her fear was magnified infinitely, as if she had returned to the day she was stabbed and left with blood and gore.

"I've never doubted it."

"I've never doubted it."

"I've never doubted it."

......

As Song Lingge's consciousness began to return, Qiao Nansheng did not urge her when he saw her falling into self-doubt. Instead, he quietly stayed by her side, occasionally offering affirmation when she asked questions in confusion.

"Is it our turn yet?"

"Coming."

Why do you think he applied to be the first to participate?

"Because of fear."

"???"

"You wrote the manuscript. No matter how he took it, it shows he's afraid. He's afraid you're good, and he's afraid you're ahead of him, so he just went all out and applied to be the first to compete, to gain an advantage."

Qiao Nansheng's explanation was also possible, which made Song Lingge feel more relaxed.

“Lingge, that’s the dregs you’ve thrown away, there’s no need to get distracted.”

That's right. No matter how good that manuscript was, it was her own decision to discard it. Now she has something better, and she should be in the best condition to face the competition.

She'll settle the score with Fang Guanghua slowly.

Song Lingge took a deep breath and looked at Qiao Nansheng with a firm gaze.

He nodded heavily.

"Ling..."

Qiao Nansheng took Song Lingge's hand and pushed Fang Guanghua, who was blocking their way, aside with his elbow.

"Excuse me."

The two of them walked away from Fang Guanghua hand in hand once again.

Fang Guanghua hadn't even finished saying Ling Ge's name.

What bad luck has he been having lately? Fang Guanghua spat, "What terrible luck!"

He came backstage with good intentions, wanting to encourage Song Lingge and praise his own performance.

He had a sense of superiority, as if winning the championship was inevitable.

But I always found Qiao Nansheng annoying, and today I found him even more annoying because he wouldn't even let me finish my sentence.

But why is Qiao Nansheng so close to Song Lingge now?

For the past two weeks, he has focused all his energy on this competition. Could he have overlooked something?

A glint flashed in her small eyes; it seemed she had a rival in love.

On the other side, Qiao Nansheng pulled Song Lingge away.

Song Lingge hadn't even seen Fang Guanghua clearly yet, and thought it was their turn before she was pulled away.

"It's almost our turn! Take a deep breath and cheer up!"

Qiao Nansheng's voice is very magnetic.

In the past few weeks, when the two of them practiced alone, Song Lingge often became completely absorbed in listening.

It's a sin that I have no recollection of such a person from my past life!

Give him a sweet smile in return.

"Keep it up!"

The recitation competition was talked about by the students for a long time after it ended.

I thought Fang Guanghua was already one in a thousand, but I didn't expect Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng to be the absolute best.

Two people who were never particularly remarkable before shone brightly on that day.

Their clear articulation, beautiful writing, and the harmonious blend of four languages ​​showcased the strength of students from Nanzhou University of Foreign Languages ​​to leaders both inside and outside the university.

When the recitation ended, the applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

That truly exemplified what thunderous applause means.

Without exception, Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng won the championship.

During the award ceremony, Fang Guanghua stood to Song Lingge's right; he was the runner-up.

Normally, the top three in each competition would receive a lot of attention, but this time is different.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng garnered all the attention.

The award was presented to them by the mayor of Nanzhou, who praised the two of them repeatedly.

The principal was the one who presented the award to the second-place winner, but after presenting the award to Fang Guanghua, he kept talking to Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng.

Never before have I received an award in such a frustrating way.

In contrast, this was the first time Song Lingge had earned applause through her hard work.

She suddenly understood why Fang Guanghua enjoyed participating in these competitions so much.

Glory and praise can truly soothe a person's soul.

Song Lingge caught a glimpse of Fang Guanghua out of the corner of her eye. Although she tried her best to maintain her composure, she couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes.

She couldn't help but scream inside: Fang Guanghua, this is just the beginning!

After the recitation competition ended.

Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen happily ran over and hugged Song Lingge.

Of course, Jingchu was with them.

"Lingge, Lingge, you are amazing! I got goosebumps when I listened to your recitation."

Zhang Xiuxiu stretched out her arm to show her, but all that could be seen now was white, fleshy flesh.

"Lingge, you are so outstanding. Congratulations on bringing honor to our dormitory."

The three girls hugged each other, jumping and laughing.

Jing Chu wanted to learn from them, but before she could even touch Qiao Nansheng, Qiao Nansheng blocked her with her certificate.

Jing Chu seized the opportunity to snatch the certificate with its gold-embossed characters and examined it closely.

"Nansheng, you've really made us proud!"

Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen also excitedly came over to take a look, and Zhang Xiuxiu took Song Lingge's as well.

This honor is truly weighty.

"I'm so happy, we have to treat ourselves to a meal. Come on, it's on me!" Jing Chu shouted with great enthusiasm.

Song Lingge smiled and said, "I told you last time that I would treat you to dinner, and we even won a bonus this time, so I have to treat you today."

"Since Miss Song is treating, I would be impolite to refuse."

As the end of the month approaches, people in Hubei are indeed feeling a bit thinner.

Qiao Nansheng took out several large bills and gave them to Jing Chu.

"Go pack some up and come to my place to eat. There's so much food, let's take it back first."

Song Lingge is treating, so Qiao Nansheng, why are you paying?

Jing Chu took the money, winked at Qiao Nansheng, and gave him a knowing look.

She turned and ran quickly towards the food street, shouting, "I'll be right back!"

Song Lingge wanted to return the money to Qiao Nansheng, but Qiao Nansheng stopped her.

"Let's go, I'll go back with you to put your things away first."

He could have gone back first, and then come over after Song Lingge and the others had put their things away, since she knew the address anyway.

But he didn't do that; he was meticulous and considerate in every way.

Song Lingge understood that Qiao Nansheng didn't want her to be gossiped about and didn't want others to know that she had visited him alone.

Although she was reborn and didn't care about these things, relationships between men and women were often taboo in that era, and Qiao Nansheng was truly a very good and considerate man.

However, in the eyes of the gossipy Zhang Xiuxiu, Qiao Nansheng was too considerate to Song Lingge, even offering to escort her back to her dormitory.

The three girls walked in front, with Qiao Nansheng following closely behind.

Zhang Xiuxiu whispered, "Lingge, are you dating Qiao Nansheng?"

Song Lingge was startled and exclaimed, "Of course not!"

Yu Shaofen smiled mysteriously and exchanged a glance with Zhang Xiuxiu: "That's a good idea!"

Song Lingge sighed helplessly and changed the subject: "By the way, why isn't Meimei with you?"