After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Two days later.

Monday morning, class meeting.

Counselor Zhang stood on the podium and adjusted his black-rimmed glasses:

"Today we're officially electing a class monitor. As everyone saw, Jiang Wan served as acting class monitor during military training. Are there any other students who would like to run?"

No one in the audience made a sound.

Jiang Wan stood up, her tone neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang, and thank you everyone for your cooperation during this time. If you still trust me, I am willing to continue serving you."

vote.

Out of forty-two students in the class, Jiang Wan received thirty-eight votes.

When Teacher Zhang announced the results, Zhao Gang leaned close to Wei Yi's ear and said, "There's no suspense at all."

In the afternoon, during the Modern Chinese class, the teacher assigned group homework on the topic of "Language and Social Change".

Groups of two to three are required to submit a research report within two weeks.

When students were divided into groups, the classroom was in complete chaos.

Just as Zhao Gang was about to ask Wei Yi to team up, a hand gently pressed down on the corner of Wei Yi's table.

"Wei Yi, let's form a team?"

Jiang Wan stood in front of Wei Yi's desk, wearing a light blue shirt and beige trousers. Her long hair was loose over her shoulders today.

Zhao Gang's hand froze in mid-air.

He glanced at Jiang Wan, then at Wei Yi, and silently withdrew his hand.

"Okay." Wei Yi agreed without much thought.

His impression of Jiang Wan was that of the "class beauty with extremely high standards" from his previous life. He wasn't very familiar with her, but he didn't dislike her either.

After all, she's beautiful and has a great figure, so forming a group with her won't be a loss for her.

Zhao Gang watched him and Jiang Wan walk towards the library with a look that seemed to say, "Brother, you're really something else. I'm so envious."

Luo Xiaofeng patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder: "Stop looking. They're a perfect couple, why are you getting involved?"

"But...but he already has three wives!"

"There's only one, okay? The other two are older sisters," Li Junjie said.

The two sat facing each other at a window seat on the second floor of the library.

Jiang Wan took a notebook out of her bag, opened it, and pushed it in front of him.

The three pages were filled with a dense outline, covering everything from dialect changes to internet slang, from the borrowing of foreign words to social classes and language differentiation. Each major section had further subdivisions, all clearly organized and neatly written.

"I have a list of six reference books for sociolinguistics. The library has four of them, and I'll have to find the other two outside."

She placed her pen next to her notebook. "Which direction do you think we should approach this from first?"

Wei Yi glanced through the outline and was somewhat surprised.

In his past life, he had almost no interaction with Jiang Wan. He only knew that she was beautiful and academically excellent, as well as the legends surrounding her.

I never knew she was so serious about her work.

He casually clicked on the "Internet Slang" section:

"Well, I collaborate with people from Tsinghua University's Yao Class. They have a natural language processing tool that can capture trending keyword data from Weibo and Baidu Tieba. In this field, we have data sources that others don't."

Jiang Wan's eyes lit up: "Then I'll take this one."

She lowered her head and quickly jotted down what Wei Yi had just said next to the outline. Her handwriting was a little messier than before, clearly because she was trying to save time.

After taking notes, she looked up and asked a few more specific questions about data scraping, each question hitting the key points without beating around the bush or rambling.

Halfway through the discussion, Jiang Wan suddenly closed her notebook and said something unrelated:

"I've ridden your shared bike several times, it's quite convenient."

Wei Yi was flipping through the list of reference books she had compiled when he heard this and looked up.

"Have you ridden this before?"

"Yes, I rode one. There's a drop-off point downstairs in our dorm, and I ride them to the library and the cafeteria."

Her tone was casual and natural, "And I noticed a small bug in your app; the location sometimes drifts. Even though my car is parked in front of the library, it shows up near the cafeteria. This has happened twice."

Wei Yi paused for a moment, then took out his phone and opened the notes app: "Which delivery point are you referring to? Zone C or Zone D?"

Section C. The one by the main entrance of the library.

"Both cars drifted?"

"Yes. The first one was alright, the error was about fifty meters. The second one drifted all the way to the road behind the cafeteria."

As Jiang Wan spoke, she gestured with her fingers in the air to indicate the location of the map, making a very accurate representation.

Wei Yi wrote down the feedback, put away his phone, and sincerely said thank you.

Sulei had mentioned this bug to him once before, and Guo Yu said it was fixed.

It now appears there may still be some residue.

Jiang Wan smiled and reopened the notebook:

"Let's continue discussing the assignment. I think we can sample internet slang from three time periods: 2000 to 2008, 2008 to 2010, and 2011 to the present. What do you think?"

The entire discussion proceeded normally, just like any student diligently working on a group assignment.

Besides the handsome men and beautiful women.

Wei Yi vaguely felt that she was somewhat different from the "pretty good-looking" Jiang Wan in his memory.

She seemed to be taking initiative, but in a way that wasn't off-putting.

The discussion concluded.

Jiang Wan put away her notebook and said she needed to find the counselor to submit the class fee statistics form.

Wei Yi packed his things and prepared to go to the startup base.

When I left the library, the autumn air in Yenching was already a bit chilly.

The ginkgo leaves are starting to turn yellow, and a few have fallen onto the steps.

Wei Yi walked a few steps with his hands in his pockets, then suddenly remembered something.

In her past life, Jiang Wan and he hadn't exchanged more than ten words.

The two barely interacted in class.

It's only been less than a month since the start of the semester, and she's already taken the initiative to add him on WeChat, to ask him to be her class monitor, to team up with him, and to provide product feedback.

They were nodding and greeting each other more and more frequently when they bumped into each other during breaks.

Everything was normal each time, but the frequency was definitely higher than that of other students.

He then recalled the discussions about Jiang Wan in his classmates' group chat from his previous life.

Those discussions had nothing to do with him at the time; he had an even more capable and perfect older sister by his side.

And my sister's sisters, with their varying figures, had no time to pay attention to the female classmates.

But he still remembered those words: Jiang Wan has a sharp eye; she either doesn't talk to anyone, or she only talks about deals worth billions. Jiang Wan is highly skilled; she can mold any kind of man into a good husband.

I only heard it once and then forgot about it.

Looking back now.

These comments suddenly took on a different meaning.

I am different in this life than in my previous life.

The scale of the two business lines, Ta Ge and tea drinks, far exceeds the level of an average college student starting a business, and these things are also semi-public in the school.

Logically, it makes sense that a girl with Jiang Wan's discerning eye would notice him.

Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

After all, Jiang Wan was the undisputed beauty of their class, and possibly even the most beautiful girl in the College of Arts and Sciences, or even in the entire United University.

She had a long line of suitors, but she didn't even glance at any of them.

In this lifetime, she took the initiative to approach me, even if it was just out of curiosity or other reasons.

It also shows that I've done quite well in my life so far.

But this smug feeling only lasted a few seconds before he quickly regained his normal expression.

Because of his older sister, his threshold for intimacy with women is actually quite high.

The five tiger generals who killed him in his past life, weren't they all great beauties?

Women of all shapes and sizes, with different temperaments and personalities, are all equally beautiful and elegant. In terms of figure and temperament, none of them can rival Jiang Wan.

And because of his sister's existence, this beautiful woman had enjoyed more than just the Five Tiger Generals in his past life.

However, relatively speaking, his sister trusted and relied on the Five Tigers the most to take care of the other four.

Therefore, it was the Five Tiger Generals who ultimately defeated him.

night.

College of Arts and Sciences,

In the girls' dormitory.

Jiang Wan sat on the bed, her notebook open on her lap.

She reread what Wei Yi had said during their discussion that day and made small notes next to certain sentences.

He said: "Jiang, thank you very much for your feedback."

(This is his response when I listed the bugs in his startup app.)

(He seemed to be speaking sincerely.)

(He didn't offer any initiative when he said this, such as taking the opportunity to invite me to dinner or showing off his peacock feathers.)

She looked at the labels and frowned slightly.

She felt that Wei Yi was different from other boys his age.

He speaks clearly and logically, without making empty promises to show off or trying to please her just because she is a great beauty.

The entire process should be based on facts; accept what needs to be accepted and let go of what needs to be let go.

They didn't even show any initiative.

Her roommate peeked out from the opposite bed: "Wanwan, what are you looking at? You've been staring at your laptop for ages."

"I'm researching a rather difficult topic."

"What's the topic?" Her roommate asked curiously as she climbed off the bed and moved closer to her.

Jiang Wan closed her notebook, smiled, and shook her head: "It's nothing. By the way, have you heard about the student council's welcome party?"

My roommate's attention was immediately drawn away, and she began to complain endlessly about the venue arrangement for the welcome party.

Jiang Wan listened and nodded, her fingers gently pressing on the notebook cover.

She couldn't let her roommate know that the subject she was researching was actually a boy.

After dealing with her roommates, Jiang Wan picked up her phone.

The screen still displayed Zhou Min's previous message to her: "How do you know Wei Yi?"

She stared at the message for a few more seconds, then turned her phone over and placed it face down on the bed.

To determine whether someone is worth investing in, you shouldn't look at what projects they've done.

Projects are variables, people are constants.

Her assessment of him is still preliminary; she needs to get to know him better.

But at least today, she confirmed one thing.

When this boy was facing her, his eyes didn't have that light that she was used to, that desire to possess her.

This made her feel that he was more interesting than she had initially thought.

Of course.

she does not know.

They simply have a higher threshold.