After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Yanjing City.

UN General Assembly.

The day before military training.

The Chinese Language and Literature major in the College of Arts and Sciences held its first class meeting on the third floor of the teaching building.

The counselor was a young man in his late twenties, surnamed Zhang. He had just graduated with a master's degree from Renmin University, wore black-rimmed glasses, and spoke with a somewhat student-like manner.

"Everyone, please take turns coming up and introducing yourselves so we can get to know each other."

Wei Yi sat by the window, Zhao Gang sat to his left, and Luo Xiaofeng sat to his right.

Li Junjie was in the last row, holding his guitar.

The first few students went up and said a few words, which were nothing more than where they were from, what their hobbies were, and their hope to get along well with everyone.

When it was Wei Yi's turn, he had just stood up when someone in the back row started whispering.

"That's him, the one from the shared bike company."

"What shared bikes?"

"You don't know? Those blue and white bicycles downstairs, the ones that don't require a deposit. He's the one who did it."

"Really? It's only the beginning of the semester."

"A senior student mentioned on a forum that it was all set up before the start of the semester."

The counselor glanced at Wei Yi again.

Wei Yi walked up to the podium and stood there.

"My name is Wei Yi, and I'm from Guangdong Province. I like watching football, but I don't have any special talents."

He then stepped down from the stage.

The counselor paused for a moment before replying, "Uh, okay, Wei Yi is very decisive. Next."

Zhao Gang was suppressing a laugh below, his shoulders shaking.

Luo Xiaofeng whispered, "A big shot is a big shot indeed, even his self-introduction is so hardcore."

The next person to go on stage was a girl.

When she stood on the stage, the classroom noticeably fell silent for a beat.

White T-shirt, jeans, long hair loosely tied with a plain hairband.

Her attire was very simple, even plain.

But with her face and figure, she's the kind of woman that would make any normal guy sit up straighter.

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Wan, and I'm from Suzhou."

She paused, smiled, and two very shallow dimples flashed.

Please take care of me in the future.

The boys in the audience clapped enthusiastically.

Someone in the back row whistled and was glared at by the counselor.

Zhao Gang leaned close to Wei Yi's ear and said, "This girl is pretty. She's our class beauty queen."

Wei Yi didn't reply, but just glanced at Jiang Wan again.

After stepping down from the stage, Jiang Wan returned to her seat.

His gaze swept around, pausing for a moment as it swept across Wei Yi's face.

Wei Yi happened to be looking at her too.

Their eyes met.

She nodded politely and looked away.

After the meeting, the four of them walked towards the cafeteria.

Zhao Gang was still talking about Jiang Wan: "Her looks are absolutely top-tier in the liberal arts college. Let me tell you, I think she's the campus beauty!"

Luo Xiaofeng said, "I just inquired. The girls in Jiang Wan's dormitory said she scored 631 on the college entrance exam. If she had performed normally, she should have been at the level of a mid-to-high-tier 985 university. I don't know how she ended up at the United University."

"She's good-looking and has good grades," Luo Xiaofeng remarked. "God has given her all the good things."

Li Junjie rarely speaks up, but he said, "She would look even better with glasses on."

Zhao Gang and Luo Xiaofeng turned to look at him at the same time, their expressions identical.

"Dude, your focus is a bit off."

"I'm just stating a fact." Li Junjie lifted the guitar case up.

Wei Yi listened from the side but did not participate in the discussion.

Of course he knew Jiang Wan.

We were classmates in our past life.

However, at this time in his previous life, he was completely immersed in Chen Xinyi's gentle embrace.

An eighteen-year-old boy is full of energy. Naturally, all he thinks about is his older sister after school.

Jiang Wan is indeed beautiful.

But the two are the same age, so how can they compare to the older sisters?

Later, his sister dragged Jin Shilin and Lin Siyan into the mess one after another, and he had even less mood and energy to care about the women outside.

He only remembered that Jiang Wan didn't seem to have been in a relationship during her entire freshman and sophomore years of college.

She has a lot of suitors.

She didn't fawn over anyone, from her peers to her seniors, from other schools, or even from the working class and the wealthy second generation; none of them made a difference.

When he was a junior in college, he was working with Dai Shao on ofo and was extremely busy.

One day, I heard from a classmate that Jiang Wan got married, so I dropped out of school immediately.

The news spread very quickly.

She said she met a rich second-generation entrepreneur, got pregnant, and then got married.

Later on, I learned more about her.

All I know is that her husband dotes on her, has a successful business, and is worth billions. Moreover, her husband's family is already very wealthy.

Aside from that, we didn't have much interaction.

In his previous life, Wei Yi barely spoke a few words to her.

The four people were chatting when Jiang Wan walked over from behind.

She was stopped by her counselor.

The counselor's surname is Zhang; he's the young teacher who just chaired the class meeting.

"Jiang Wan, I've reviewed your resume."

Counselor Zhang adjusted his glasses. "You were class monitor for all three years of high school and received the city-level Outstanding Student Cadre award. I see you have good organizational skills. How about you serve as temporary class monitor for now? We'll have a formal election after military training."

Jiang Wan smiled and nodded, her attitude neither humble nor arrogant, her tone appropriate.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang. I'll give it a try first."

Counselor Zhang seemed relieved and then gave a few more instructions on precautions during military training.

Jiang Wanyi agreed to everything clearly and quickly got the information she needed.

When Counselor Zhang left, he had a satisfied expression on his face.

Zhao Gang witnessed the whole thing and clicked his tongue: "Not only is she good-looking, but she also became the class monitor. Only Wei Yi in our dorm can compare to her."

"What do I have to compare with?" Wei Yi put away his phone and walked out. "Let's go, let's eat. After dinner, we'll have half a day of free time. Tomorrow is military training."

Jiang Wan returned to her dormitory after finishing lunch.

Three girls in the same dormitory were huddled together discussing the boys in their class.

"That guy named Wei Yi is quite handsome and tall."

The girl in the upper bunk was patting toner onto her face, saying, "I heard he was working on a business during the summer. Are those blue and white shared bikes on campus his idea?"

The girl on the opposite bed chimed in, "It's true. I saw it on Tieba (a Chinese online forum), it's called 'Tage Travel.' It was posted by a senior student from the student union surnamed Su, who said he's the founder."

"Starting a business in your first year of college?" The girl in the upper bunk stopped slapping her face. "Your family must be rich."

Jiang Wan was packing her clothes for the next day's military training, stuffing sunscreen and wet wipes into her backpack one by one.

Upon hearing the name Wei Yi, his hand paused for a moment.

The scene from the class meeting flashed through my mind.

White T-shirt, dark blue jeans, and he is indeed tall.

He spoke very briefly on stage; he was the only one in the entire classroom who finished in just three sentences.

When my gaze swept across the audience, our eyes met briefly.

Very polite, very calm.

Unlike other boys who always looked at her with something else in their eyes.

"She's quite good-looking," Jiang Wan replied casually.

Then she picked up two tubes of sunscreen and turned to ask her roommates, "Have you prepared your sunscreen? Tomorrow the instructors will definitely choose the sunniest time to stand in line. I saw on the forum that a senior student said she got so sunburned after military training last year that her skin peeled off."

The conversation immediately shifted from Wei Yi to sunscreen, after-sun care, and which brand of wet wipes is good.

Jiang Wan stuffed the sunscreen into the side pocket of her backpack.

The image of Wei Yi flashed through my mind for a moment and then disappeared.

She's good-looking and quite tall.

That's it.

As for the shared bikes, she treated them as the kind of entrepreneurial projects that would earn her extra points in the student council, and didn't pay much attention to them.