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

"She was supposed to go with me, but near the end, she suddenly said she had something to do and left. We didn't know where she went, and we were in a panic."

Something flashed through Song Lingge's mind.

It's alright, there's plenty of time to settle the score.

Soon, Song Lingge put her things away, and she made sure to put a few ten-yuan bills in her pocket.

There's no reason for Qiao Nansheng to pay for her treat; she must find a chance to pay him back.

As I walked to the entrance of the building, I saw a man waiting not far away.

The setting sun cast a soft glow on him, making him look like a sunny young man from a teen comic.

Upon seeing Song Lingge, the man revealed a faint smile, an image that lingered in his mind for a long time.

In fact, many passersby would secretly glance at Qiao Nansheng.

He was already exceptionally handsome, and today's match made him an overnight sensation.

Honors can add a filter to one's image.

Qiao Nansheng, a low-key and reserved academic genius, finally revealed his excellence to the world.

On the way to the teachers' apartment, Qiao Nansheng walked ahead, with the three girls following closely behind.

"I used to think of Qiao Nansheng as just a cool and aloof academic genius, but I never expected..."

Zhang Xiuxiu watched Qiao Nansheng's retreating figure thoughtfully.

"What didn't you expect?"

"Handsome, gentle, talented, and..."

Yu Shaofen exchanged a glance with Song Lingge and teased her, "You wouldn't happen to have a crush on him, would you?"

Zhang Xiuxiu wasn't shy at all; she cunningly nudged Song Lingge with her shoulder.

"I'd love to, but she wouldn't be interested in me, and she might even have someone else in her heart, Lingge, don't you think?"

Song Lingge didn't expect the topic to turn to her again. She quickly took a few steps forward, turned around, and faced Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen.

Walking backwards, he said as he went, "Stop right there! Our friendship is steadfast, and we won't tolerate your vile thoughts invading us, ah..."

Unexpectedly, I bumped into a sturdy body.

Suddenly, Qiao Nansheng stopped and stood there waiting for them. Song Lingge was backing up and didn't realize there was someone behind her, so she bumped straight into him.

Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen already knew she would bump into it, so they didn't warn her.

When they saw the two of them meet, they burst into laughter.

Qiao Nansheng helped Song Lingge up, shrugged, and pointed to the teachers' apartment, saying, "We're here, this is it, let's go up!"

Just like when Song Lingge first came, Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen looked like they had never seen the world before.

After asking about the floor, she bypassed Song Lingge and ran into the building.

Watching their backs as they walked away, Song Lingge felt a little annoyed. They really were two bad friends who didn't even remind her.

Qiao Nansheng smiled as he watched her angry expression, without urging her on.

When their eyes met, he tilted his head and gestured for Song Lingge to go upstairs.

Good heavens, that head tilt kill!

It's really killing me.

Song Lingge felt her heart race, as if the little deer inside her was about to burst out of her skin.

Take a deep breath; she can't let the monsters of the 1990s imprison her.

Song Lingge patted her chest to calm herself down before following them upstairs.

Sure enough, once inside the room, the two unsophisticated women showered them with compliments.

This single room is the envy of many.

Before the two chattering women could finish praising him, Jing Chu returned with a huge pile of food.

He truly deserves to be called an athlete.

Everyone hurriedly placed the food onto the small coffee table.

However, at this point, everyone noticed a problem.

There's a small two-seater sofa and a chair by the desk; there's nothing else to sit on in the room.

"It's okay, we're all skinny, we can just squeeze in."

Yu Shaofen showed absolutely no regard for Zhang Xiuxiu's life or death.

Zhang Xiuxiu stared at her chubby arms, lost in thought.

However, Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen are both very thin, so the three of them squeezed together, which wasn't too bad.

But surely two grown men like Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu couldn't possibly squeeze into one chair?

I can't even imagine it, the scene is too beautiful.

Qiao Nansheng took out a small stool from the corner; it was the kind that could be folded up.

The kind of small stool that anglers often take with them when they go out.

"It can be done now."

Jing Chu pushed him to the chair and said with a smile, "You are the champion today, I dare not let you sit on a stool and be condemned by thousands."

At the end, Jing Chu made a very painful expression, which made everyone laugh.

Qiao Nansheng and he had a very close relationship, so he no longer declined.

Jingchu mainly bought grilled skewers today, and in addition to meat skewers, she also bought a few grilled corns.

Other snacks include ice jelly and cold noodles.

Most importantly, there are also a few bottles of mini champagne.

Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu propped the bottle cap against the corner of the table, and with a little force, the cap was knocked off.

Jing Chu raised his beverage bottle and exclaimed joyfully, "Let's celebrate Nan Sheng and Ling Ge winning the championship!"

Five beverage bottles bumped together.

Song Lingge was overjoyed at the long-lost feeling of happiness.

This happiness is different from kinship and romantic love; it is a very fulfilling and genuine friendship, the bond between classmates among college students.

In her previous life, Song Lingge did not have a stable friendship; she only had one or two close friends at any given time.

Especially after marriage, friends are a luxury.

She hadn't experienced this kind of pure friendship in a long time.

This time, she will be more discerning and avoid making the same mistake of misjudging people.

Thinking of this, another person flashed through her mind.

"Lingge, how come you and Nansheng are participating in the competition together?"

Yu Shaofen was a little curious.

"Director Yu asked us to participate in the competition together, and he also asked us to use multiple languages."

Qiao Nansheng explained before Song Lingge could.

Director Yu Dezhi is their mentor.

Yu Shaofen nodded, looking like she knew everything: "No wonder, Director Yu is going to be evaluated for a professional title in the second half of the year, he must want you to make him look good in front of the school leaders."

"Old Yu will definitely be selected this time, and Fang Guanghua's article was also quite good."

Zhang Xiuxiu was slurping cold noodles, speaking incoherently.

Upon hearing Fang Guanghua's name, Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng exchanged a knowing glance, but quickly looked away.

"However, I have a feeling that I've seen his article somewhere before."

Zhang Xiuxiu thought for a moment but couldn't remember, so she slurped up another mouthful of noodles.

Song Lingge's eyes lit up, and she pressed her for an answer: "Think carefully, where did you see it?"

Apart from Qiao Nansheng, no one knew why Song Lingge was so agitated.

Zhang Xiuxiu swallowed the noodles and shook her head.

"What's wrong, Lingge?" Yu Shaofen asked with concern when she noticed Song Lingge's expression was off.

"I wrote that article."

The group was all taken aback; this news was truly like a bolt from the blue.

Qiao Nansheng nodded and added, "That was Ling Ge's first draft. Because it needed to be translated into a foreign language, it wasn't used. We only discovered today that the draft Fang Guanghua recited was that one."

They had no doubts about Song Lingge to begin with, and Qiao Nansheng's addition only confirmed that the manuscript was indeed Song Lingge's.

"Isn't this a thief? How hateful!" Yu Shaofen said angrily.