Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

The system's voice sounded somewhat helpless: "Unable to confirm. The flow of people is too large, and the signal source is not unique. We can only confirm that it is in the direction of the Lingzhou University team."

Ke Miantang frowned slightly as she pulled out the information retrieved by the system. Zhang Xin was indeed a third-year student at Lingzhou University, from an ordinary family, with excellent grades and a gentle and kind personality.

According to the original plan, she should have appeared in the last month of the mission.

It's only been a month and a few days, why did she come early?

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Ke Miantang bit her lip.

"The detection accuracy of this system is 99.97%, so there will be no mistakes."

Ke Miantang's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced in the direction of Lingzhou University: "What does she look like?"

"Original description: 165 cm tall, 48 kg, oval face, big eyes, long straight black hair, pure temperament, known as the campus belle of Lingda University."

"...Isn't this pretty much how the female supporting character in the original book looks?"

"The original author's descriptions do lack imagination, but that's not the point."

Before Ke Miantang could process this information, the light in the stable area suddenly went out.

She looked up at the sound and saw that it was Rong She.

As Rong She walked from the entrance, the crowd automatically made way for him.

Halfway there, two girls suddenly appeared from the side, playfully fighting.

One of them lost his footing and his shoulder collided with his arm.

She hurriedly raised her head, but the words of apology she was about to say suddenly caught in her throat.

The man in front of her was really handsome, with a cold yet refined look.

She stood there, stunned, her gaze fixed on his face, a look of amazement rising in her eyes, even her breathing slowed down.

Rong She looked down at her, his brows furrowing slightly.

She snapped back to reality, her face flushed red, and her voice tightened: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

He glanced at her with his eyes down, then walked past her expressionlessly.

The girl stood there, clutching her phone, her eyes fixed on his back.

Her friend caught up from behind, panting, and patted her on the shoulder: "Zhang Xin, what are you daydreaming about?"

Zhang Xin.

Ke Miantang's ears caught the name.

She peeked out at the sound, but Rong She's height advantage proved to be annoying at that moment.

He was so tall that he was like a moving wall, completely blocking the figure of the girl behind him.

Ke Miantang veered slightly to the left, and Rong She took a step to the left as well.

She veered slightly to the right, and Rong She took a step to the right as well.

He really didn't do it on purpose; he was just walking towards her, each step placed on the line of her line of sight.

Ke Miantang was a little anxious, wishing she could tiptoe over his shoulder.

By the time she finally managed to find an angle to catch a glimpse of the commotion, Zhang Xin's friend had already grabbed her hand, and the two of them headed towards the exit.

Ke Miantang only had time to see a back view; the person was indeed long, straight black hair and wearing a sports uniform from Lingzhou University.

She sighed inwardly and relaxed her shoulders slightly.

Soon, Rong She walked up to her.

"Let's go, let's go, the coach is urging us on." Zhang Xin was pulled forward by her friend, her steps a little unsteady.

She couldn't help but turn around, chasing after the black figure.

The man's back was straight, his shoulder lines were neat and smooth, and even when he was wearing a black uniform, his walking posture exuded a natural nobility.

Just by looking at that back view, you can tell that he must be an extremely outstanding person.

It's so beautiful...it's impossible to look away.

Her heart raced even faster, and she tugged at her friend's sleeve: "Bao Min, who is that man?"

Bao Min followed her gaze and clicked her tongue twice: "He's Rong She, the student council president of Chengxin College. Who in Lingzhou doesn't know him? Just take a look."

Zhang Xin bit her lip and remained silent.

She did know Rong She.

If you were to ask who has the most prominent reputation in Lingzhou City, almost everyone would give the same answer.

My roommates always say that Rong She is lucky and handsome, the kind of person who is blessed by God.

Zhang Xin never thought it had anything to do with her. There were plenty of handsome guys out there; she could just scroll past them when she saw them online. What was there to care about?

But that side just now...

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

That person is truly captivating.

As they approached the gate of the horse farm, Zhang Xin looked back one last time.

In that instant, she saw a girl in a white equestrian outfit standing in front of Rong She.

Her steps suddenly stopped.

Because Zhang Xin saw Rong She smile.

His eyes, which had been coldly fixed on people just moments before, now curved into a smile. He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the girl's face, as if listening to something very interesting.

Then he pulled a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from the girl's forehead. It was as if she was the only person in his eyes, and everything and everyone around him became a blurred background.

Zhang Xin's breath hitched, and she bit her lip.

The girl was very pretty, and the way she looked up at him when she spoke to him exuded charm.

Bao Min pulled her towards the exit: "Let's go, let's go, or we'll miss the school bus."

Zhang Xin turned her face away sharply and walked out quickly.

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Rong She crumpled the used tissue into a ball and casually threw it into the nearby trash can.

"It's not dry yet." He looked at Ke Miantang's forehead, which was damp with sweat.

Ke Miantang rubbed her face with the back of her hand, but she didn't rub it in the right place. The sweat on the left side was wiped away, but there was still a layer of sweat on the right side.

Rong She pulled out another tissue, raised his hand to press down on her fidgeting hand, and with the pad of his other hand, he gently slid his fingertips across her forehead through the tissue, wiping away the beads of sweat one by one.

"You were amazing today." He looked down at her, his eyes unfathomable. "Amazing than me."

Ke Miantang was flattered by the praise and unconsciously tilted her head back, parted her lips slightly, and hummed softly, "It's alright," with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes.

But she didn't stay away for long; she still had Zhang Xin on her mind.

The system just said that Zhang Xin's signal is in the direction of Lingzhou University, and she is a junior at Lingzhou University.

With such a large flow of people, it's not surprising that she didn't recognize Zhang Xin.

But what about Zhang Xin?

Does Zhang Xin recognize her? Probably not.

In the original book, the female supporting character and Zhang Xin first met several months later.

Ke Miantang temporarily put the issue aside.

"I need to speak with someone from the other school," Rong She's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You go out first, the car is waiting outside."

Ke Miantang nodded, picked up the helmet, and walked out.

Outside the horse farm, Ke Miantang, holding his helmet, had just walked to the parking lot when he caught a glimpse of a motorcycle approaching from a distance.

The engine roared deep and resonant, and soon the motorcycle came to a stop a few steps away from her.

The rider took off his helmet, revealing a head of arrogant red hair.

The red hair was blown about in a mess by the wind, with a few strands sticking up on top of its head, like a cockscomb flower that had just finished a fight and hadn't had time to tidy itself up.

"Ke Miantang!" Ke Ji jumped off the motorcycle, holding a large bunch of Dutch double tulips tied with a creamy white ribbon.