I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

August 22nd, the last day before the start of the new semester at Jiangning University.

At Beilu Railway Station, Lin Ran first met up with Li Futing.

Ten minutes later, the dark-skinned and thin Prince Hao finally arrived, dragging a large suitcase.

None of the three were seen off. Li Futing was there because her family had all passed away, while Lin Ran was there because Lin Feng always required him to be self-reliant and would never send him off for such a reason.

As for Wang Zihao, he was just bored out of his mind and insisted on taking the train with Lin Ran.

As soon as the three met, Wang Zihao greeted the two of them first, and then his eyes fell on the brand-new phone in Lin Ran's hand.

"Brother Ran, you got a new phone?" Wang Zihao leaned closer, his eyes shining.

Lin Ran suddenly showed a hint of vigilance.

"right."

"What about the old one?"

Lin Ran's eyes suddenly widened, and his voice abruptly rose: "Throw away the old ones! Discard them! Smash them to pieces!"

Wang Zihao was stunned for a moment, wondering what was wrong with his best friend today. After a while, he muttered, "...Is it really that serious, Ran-ge? It's like you have a deep-seated grudge against your phone."

Lin Ran realized he had overreacted, so he zipped up his backpack and ended the conversation.

"Let's go, ticket check."

Beilu City is not far from Jiangning City. The three of them took a clattering green train and arrived at Jiangning Railway Station in about two hours.

Upon exiting the station, the welcome banners from various universities and the senior students holding signs formed a distinct group.

"School of Finance and Economics! This way, School of Finance and Economics!"

"Jiangning University! Freshmen of Jiangning University, please assemble here!"

"Are there any more students from the University of Science and Technology of China? The bus is leaving soon!"

……

Wang Zihao looked at the rather plain banner of his school not far away, and then glanced at the obviously larger and more lively welcoming team of Jiangning University.

"Brother Ran, Sister Lan." He patted Lin Ran on the shoulder, feigning a weary expression, and said, "Brother, I'm taking my leave now. If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

Over time, he has become quite familiar with Li Futing.

Lin Ran laughed and scolded, "Get lost, I'll have dinner with you this weekend."

Li Futing also whispered, "Goodbye, Zihao."

Watching Wang Zihao drag his luggage into the flow of people from the School of Finance and Economics, Lin Ran, pulling two suitcases, one black and one white, said to Li Futing, "Let's go, we won't go to the bus first."

Li Futing was clearly afraid of these crowded places. Her suitcase was still in Lin Ran's hands. She was carrying a small backpack and tightly holding onto Lin Ran's clothes, following behind him.

Seemingly sensing her nervousness, Lin Ran slowed down, and Li Futing, unable to keep up, bumped straight into Lin Ran's back.

It wasn't autumn yet, and both of them were dressed in very light clothing. Feeling the soft touch from behind, Lin Ran felt his throat go dry and unconsciously swallowed.

He didn't speak, but silently repeated the emergency braking several times.

He took Li Futing straight to a photo studio near the train station that looked legitimate and had decent equipment.

"What are we doing here?" Li Futing asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Taking ID photos."

"Passport photo? The admission notice didn't mention needing one."

Lin Ran smiled and said to the photographer, "Shoot one set each with a blue background and a white background, one-inch and two-inch photos are needed."

Turning to Li Futing, he explained, "You need these for filling out forms, getting ID cards, recruiting new members for clubs... you need them everywhere. If you take photos at the school, they'll either be ugly or too expensive. Taking them here and keeping an electronic copy makes it easier to print them out later."

The photographer first instructed Lin Ran, who was sitting in a chair, "Make your expression more natural, relax your shoulders, tuck your chin in... that's it..."

When it was Li Futing's turn, she took off her mask, raised her head, and sat obediently in the chair.

The photographer's eyes lit up immediately, and he snapped two quick shots with his camera, giving an OK sign.

Lin Ran looked at the finished product in the photographer's camera and his lips twitched.

He realized that all his previous comments about the expensive and ugly photos taken at school had been a waste of time.

When Lin Ran came out of the photo studio, it was almost 3 p.m. She put away the developed photos and saved the digital version to the USB drive she had prepared.

"Shall we go catch the school bus now?" Li Futing asked Lin Ran, holding a bottle of water that Lin Ran had given her, the cap already unscrewed.

"Okay." Lin Ran dragged two suitcases and walked towards the welcome point of Jiangning University.

The welcome point was even more lively than before, with several buses bearing the words "Jiangning University" parked on the roadside.

The senior students wearing student union badges were busy running around, some helping to move luggage, some checking lists, and others using megaphones to maintain order.

"Jiangning University! New students, come here to sign in and pick up your orientation guide and campus map!"

A very capable-looking senior student was giving directions loudly and soon noticed Lin Ran and Li Futing walking towards them.

To be precise, they noticed Li Futing; after all, pretty girls are popular everywhere.

Even Li Futing herself didn't realize that after participating in the "Searching for Memories of the Old City in the East" competition and winning an award at Lin Ran's urging, she gradually stopped always keeping her head down.

She gradually began to reveal her stunning face to the public, even though she had no idea how devastating her appearance was.

The senior student's eyes lit up: "Excuse me, are you a freshman at Jiangning University? Which college are you in?"

"School of Economics," Lin Ran said first, stepping aside to let Li Futing step forward.

"I...I'm from the art academy," Li Futing said softly, subconsciously moving closer to Lin Ran.

"The art school registration is over there next door." The senior student was particularly enthusiastic towards Li Futing. "Come on, I'll take you there. Let this student watch your luggage for you. After you register, just get on the bus."

"No need," Lin Ran said. "We're together, so we'll sign in together too."

His tone was slightly annoyed; damn it, he'd been ignored again.

The senior student paused, her gaze shifting between the two, before giving a knowing yet slightly ambiguous smile:

"Oh—okay, okay, then you guys go to the School of Economics to sign first, and then accompany this student to the School of Arts. But the school buses are for different schools, so you might have to sit separately..."

"It's nothing, thank you, senior." Lin Ran had already pulled her suitcase toward the registration table near the School of Economics.

The check-in process was simple: verify your ID card and admission notice, sign, and receive a blue canvas bag with the Jiangning University logo. Lin Ran opened it and saw that it contained a map, a handbook, and several club promotional leaflets.

When it was Li Futing's turn, a bespectacled senior student was sitting behind the art school's registration table. When he saw Li Futing, he paused in pushing up his glasses and stammered, "Li... Li Futing, right?"

"Sign here... This is your new student bag. Oh, by the way, the dorms for art students are on the East Campus, not the same as the Economics Department..."

"I know, senior. It's written on the map." Lin Ran interrupted him, took the freshman bag from his hand, and put it into Li Futing's backpack.

Lin Ran naturally felt very uncomfortable being stared at like that, and his tone wasn't very friendly.

"Thank you, senior," he added as a final thank you.

"Uh...you're welcome, you're welcome." The senior's tone was a little embarrassed. The two people in front of him were obviously a couple, and he felt a little ashamed of his lapse in composure just now.

The school bus from the School of Arts at Jiangning University is about to depart.

Lin Ran pushed the last piece of luggage belonging to Li Futing into the luggage compartment at the bottom of the bus, then stood up and said softly to Li Futing, who was standing at the door, "Unpack when you get to the dormitory. Call me if you need anything."

But his gaze caught sight of a yellow figure searching around.