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

At 10 p.m., Lin Ran returned to his dormitory.

The door was pushed open, and Ding Facai lay dead on the bed. From the bathroom came Liu Zhihua's hoarse, croaking voice, the tune of which could be heard for miles.

Lin Ran glanced at Zhao Feiyu's bed; no one was there.

"Old Zhao hasn't come back yet?"

He tossed the keys on the table, rubbed his stomach, and was mostly sober.

Damn, I'm hungry again.

He was wondering whether he should eat some dry bread to tide him over when he caught a glimpse of a bulging bag on Liu Zhihua's table, with a shiny, greasy corner peeking out from the edge.

"Huh? What's this?" Lin Ran leaned closer.

Ding Facai poked his head out of the bed: "Dezhou braised chicken, a specialty that Lao Liu brought from his hometown. He said he'd treat us to it with donkey meat sandwiches when Lao Zhao comes back."

Lin Ran stared at the bag and remained silent for two seconds.

Still waiting for the donkey meat sandwich.

That donkey meat sandwich was already gone this afternoon, devoured by him, Tang Chen, and Zhao Feiyu.

"Never mind, let's not wait any longer." He reached out and picked up the bag. "I'll taste it for you guys first to see if it's salty enough."

"No, Lin Laosi, you... leave some for me!" Ding Facai jumped out of bed, his slippers not even properly on, and rushed over with one bare foot.

There is an ironclad rule in university dormitories.

The cash and computer on the table won't be stolen for six months, but if there's even a bite to eat on the table, the person won't survive more than half an hour.

When Liu Zhihua came out of the bathroom, drying his hair, he found only a chicken skeleton on the table.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Lin Ran wiped his mouth as he said, "I'm teaching you a lesson to make you bold enough to put something like this on the table so openly."

"No..." Liu Zhihua's eyes widened, his gaze suddenly catching sight of two familiar plastic bags in the trash can. He was struck dumb: "Holy crap, you made me drink my traditional Chinese medicine too?!"

Ding Facai let out a burp: "Lin Laosi is right. It's just something to do on the side. If you're sick, treat the illness; if you're not, take care of your health."

"Damn, it's exactly the same as your stuff!"

Lin Ran pointed at Liu Zhihua's nose: "I have a principle: I don't eat things that aren't mine."

"But now that I've seen it, it's mine."

Liu Zhihua: "..."

The door opened, and Zhao Feiyu came in.

He was in even worse shape than in the morning, looking like a wilted eggplant. He sat down in the chair and didn't say a word for a long time.

Liu Zhihua and he exchanged a glance, and neither of them mentioned bringing local specialties. Neither of them knew that the other's local specialties had already ended up in Lin Laosi's dog's belly.

Lin Ran picked his teeth with a toothpick, glanced at Zhao Feiyu, and asked, "What's wrong? Still not going well?"

Zhao Feiyu nodded silently.

Lin Ran clicked his tongue: "That shouldn't be the case. Although Tang Chen hasn't had many relationships, his theoretical knowledge is quite solid... Show me your chat history, and I'll help you analyze it."

Zhao Feiyu hesitated for a moment, then unlocked his phone and handed it over.

Lin Ran took it and swiped the screen a few times.

After a while, Lin Ran raised his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Dude, are you crazy?"

Zhao Feiyu said somewhat aggrievedly, "I did as Tang Chen said. I took a picture of the license plate number and sent it to her."

"You were seeing someone off on the bus, what the hell are you doing taking pictures of the license plate?"

……

the next morning.

Lin Ran got up very early, which was unusual for him.

He arrived at Zhixing Building dressed smartly and with a solemn expression, intending to study a lesson carefully.

Standing in the corridor, I looked up and carefully checked the classrooms, lamenting how old I've gotten. I used to be able to memorize an entire text, but now I have to look at a classroom number three times before I can remember it.

There were quite a few people in the classroom. There were three economics classes, with more than a hundred people in total, all of whom were familiar yet unfamiliar faces.

When the students in the classroom saw Lin Ran enter, they were all stunned. They only knew that this mysterious class monitor was rarely seen, and they had no idea what he was busy with all day long when he didn't come to class.

Lin Ran sensed these gazes and walked inside with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

"Class monitor," a girl greeted him.

"You're in our class too?" Lin Ran asked, looking somewhat dazed.

The girl was somewhat speechless: "I'm Zhang Yue."

"Oh, it's you! You've really changed a lot since you grew up. A day apart feels like three autumns, hahaha..."

Zhang Yue turned her head away expressionlessly, somewhat regretting making that greeting.

Lin Ran sat down next to Ding Facai, plopped down, and sat upright with bright eyes, looking like he was determined that no one should bother him studying today.

This was an advanced mathematics class. Lin Ran looked at the scribbles on the blackboard and felt like his brain was about to explode.

Advanced mathematics? Calculus? Linear algebra?

That's way too abstract!

After half a class, Lin Ran gradually discovered the trick.

"Calculus" is pronounced with the first tone, "linear algebra" is pronounced with the fourth tone, and "advanced mathematics" has all four tones.

This was already the biggest result he had achieved after racking his brains.

Having not studied math for over a decade, all he remembers now is the Pythagorean theorem.

He was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully for a long time, he was shocked and thought to himself, "What the hell is the Pythagorean theorem?"

Damn it, time to sleep.

Xiao Manshu, who was standing to the side, noticed that there was no girl sitting next to Lin Ran this time, and her eyes flickered.

The appearance of Huang Lingyue and Li Futing last time dealt her a great blow. It was the first time she had felt the frustration of being overwhelmed by girls, especially two girls with different styles.

However, ever since she saw Lin Ran's BMW, she found him increasingly charming. Not only was he handsome, but he also seemed to have some money. In particular, the way he drove the BMW with one hand was incredibly cool.

She was much better than Zhou Hao, who was pursuing her. She wanted to try and see if she could win over this rose with two thorns.

Based on her understanding of boys, no matter how beautiful the garden flower is, it can't compare to the fragrance of wild flowers.

Besides, Lin Ran is already playing both sides, so it's not impossible for me to be the third one.

The school bell rang.

Xiao Manshu stood up, straightened her skirt, and walked slowly toward Lin Ran's row.

Ding Facai was sitting next to Lin Ran, looking down at his phone, when he suddenly noticed a pair of women's sneakers stopping at his feet. He looked up and met Xiao Manshu's downcast gaze.

Xiao Manshu raised her chin at him.

Ding Facai's heart skipped a beat.

His brain raced. What did this mean? Why was she looking at him? Did she think his hoodie was stylish? Or was it because his hairstyle looked cool today?

Xiao Manshu frowned.

Why is this guy not only refusing to give up his seat, but also blushing?

"Son," she said succinctly, too impatient to wait any longer, "make room for Mom."

She pointed at Lin Ran.

Ding Facai's expression instantly changed from "Does she like me?" to "I'm the clown myself."

Ding Facai packed his things with a look of grief and indignation and moved to the back row.

Lin Ran was replying to messages with his head down when a fragrant breeze wafted over. He looked up and saw this unremarkable, large-breasted girl, who was deliberately standing very close to him. He was somewhat surprised: "Did you need something?"

"Class monitor~" Xiao Manshu's voice was so sweet it gave Lin Ran goosebumps. "Why are you in class today?"

"I paid tuition!" Lin Ran said confidently. "I paid for it, so what's there to be afraid of?"

Xiao Manshu was taken aback. How come this man had absolutely no sense of romance?

Just as she was about to press on, Lin Ran's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID: "Arrived? Okay, okay, I'll be right there."

He hung up the phone, leaving behind a half-empty bottle of mineral water, and handed it to Xiao Manshu: "Thank you."

Xiao Manshu was somewhat confused and stood there stunned.

She waited for the entire class period.

Until the bell rang and everyone started packing up and leaving, Lin Ran's seat remained empty.

She grabbed Ding Facai, who was about to slip away: "Where's the class monitor?"

"Didn't he leave a long time ago?" Ding Facai asked, looking completely bewildered. "He took a phone call and then left."

"He's not coming back?" Xiao Manshu was a little confused.

Ding Facai noticed her strange expression and asked, "How many times have you seen him attend class?"

Xiao Manshu opened her mouth, then realized that the half-empty bottle of mineral water in her hand was something Lin Ran had asked her to throw away.