Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude Translations

On the sports field, backed by a maple forest, Jiang Qin sat under the only spot of shade, vaguely hearing someone looking for the ‘male god,’ which made him a bit restless.

The younger female students, with their delicate and soft appearances, were indeed nice, but Jiang Qin was more interested in making money. He didn’t want to invite other troubles, especially since Feng Nanshu seemed to have learned to be jealous. She had trained in judo, and he had no doubt that the little rich lady would use violence to make him understand who his true friends were.

Ah, being a male god is really annoying.

Jiang Qin patted his butt and left, leaving the stage to Teacher Ren and the others. He went directly to room 208, took some wine and tea, and arrived at the Academic Affairs Office.

Zhang Baiqing was wearing reading glasses, sitting in his office reviewing documents. Seeing Jiang Qin enter with gifts, he felt uneasy.

What’s this now? He used to come empty-handed and still managed to get a lot. Today, with fine wine and tea, what’s he after? A plane or a rocket?

“Principal Zhang, why do you look so tense?” Jiang Qin was surprised as he entered the room.

Zhang Baiqing took a deep breath: “Jiang Qin, I remind you, I’m just an ordinary vice principal with limited power!”

Jiang Qin, puzzled, placed the gifts on the table: “I’m just here to check on your health, sir. Why do you look like a thief has entered your office?”

Zhang Baiqing, wary, said: “A thief at least knows to avoid people. Every time you come, isn’t it a blatant robbery?”

“You’re really wronging me, Principal. Our group buying is now spread across the city, and Zhihu is even going national. What more could I want? What’s not to be satisfied with? Oh, that pen looks quite nice.”

Jiang Qin had just pleaded his innocence for three sentences before suddenly changing his tune, eyeing a Montblanc pen on Zhang Baiqing’s desk.

The pen was silver with a subtle pattern of orchid grass, sleek and elegant in design. Jiang Qin thought owning such a pen would make signing contracts much more stylish.

But Principal Zhang felt no such sentiment of kindred spirits. His face turned even darker: “I’m calling security now.”

“No, Principal, I’m just joking. I’m really just here to see you, with no other intentions.”

Zhang Baiqing squinted at him: “If you leave without saying another word, I’ll believe you.”

Jiang Qin, defiant, said: “Alright then, I’ll leave. You’re busy, Principal.”

“Wait, sit down and chat with me. Talk about what you want to take at the end, so our conversation is more comfortable.”

“Principal, that’s called support, not robbery,” Jiang Qin corrected sternly.

“I used to think so too, before I met you. But after meeting you, I think those two words mean almost the same thing.”

Zhang Baiqing stood up, took off his reading glasses, and sat down opposite Jiang Qin on the sofa. He asked about the Zhihu promotion and the recent strategic cooperation matters.

Jiang Qin’s group buying had blossomed throughout Linchuan City, putting Linchuan University far ahead of many colleges in the student entrepreneurship sector.

It’s not just a simple matter of reputation. This involves the Ministry of Education’s assessment of the school, the allocation of educational resources, and even affects individual promotions and transfers.

So, for Jiang Qin’s achievements over the past year, Principal Zhang was very satisfied.

Other students might just open a coffee shop, a milk tea store, or even an adult products shop near a hotel. Unlike them, their school’s gem had quietly stirred up a storm in the city.

But what Zhang Baiqing didn’t expect was that, in just one summer vacation, Jiang Qin had connected with Linchuan City Government, proposing the establishment of Linchuan Merchants, strategic cooperation with many local brands, and aiming to go national.

There’s a saying, ‘see the small and understand the big.’ From Jiang Qin’s actions, Zhang Baiqing felt he had underestimated Jiang Qin’s ambition. This 19-year-old student was not satisfied with his current achievements.

“The Beijing station’s ground promotion has started, expected to end in three days. Then the team will continue southward, splitting into two groups: one to Wuhan, the other to Nanjing, meeting in Yuecheng half a month later to take down Yuecheng and Shenzhen.”

“A single line?” Zhang Baiqing glanced at the map on the wall.

Jiang Qin nodded: “Yes, a single line.”

“You’re really unfathomable. At nineteen, how can you have such ambition? If it were someone else, they’d probably be satisfied after blossoming across the city.”

“I originally thought just seeking a comfortable life would be enough. But then I felt it wasn’t sufficient. If I don’t earn this money, and others do, what then?”

After a casual chat, Jiang Qin got up to leave, but Zhang Baiqing followed him out, surprised, asking if he really didn’t want to take anything?

Jiang Qin was speechless. Having been the scapegoat for so long, even when he wanted to act decently, no one believed him anymore. Who could he even complain to about this?

“Principal, I’ve really changed. I won’t take anything this time.”

“But I’ve gotten used to you taking things. I feel uncomfortable if I don’t give you something,” Principal Zhang said, handing him a piece of A4 paper.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, his eyes filling with warning: “If you get me hooked on asking for support, it won’t be satisfied with just a piece of A4 paper.”

“It’s the contact information of a few old friends, some in Wuhan, some in Nanjing. See if they can help you.”

Jiang Qin looked at the A4 paper, his eyes slowly widening. He thought to himself that when he made it onto Forbes, he would definitely get Principal Zhang a luxurious garden villa! Over the next week, Zhihu’s national promotion continued to advance. With Principal Zhang’s referrals, the promotions in Wuhan and Nanjing went as smoothly as if they were greased, each move hitting right on target.

Dong Wenhao and Lu Feiyu’s coordination was also impeccable, and the topic of the “Most Beautiful Military Training Goddess” quickly heated up, significantly increasing the daily active users on the site.

Meanwhile, Zhihu’s open social features were fully utilized. Many students beyond the promotional range began using Zhihu, as no one could really resist or stop spreading the word.

During this time, a lot happened at the school.

On a mild Wednesday afternoon, Ye Ziqing changed into a gentle and serene makeup look and wore a very intellectual long dress. She came to Linchuan University’s Entrepreneurship Center to talk to Jiang Qin about the group buying promotion.

At that time, Jiang Qin was in a meeting with the people of Room 208, analyzing cross-city promotion issues and adjusting the subsequent promotion rhythm and methods.

Through the glass, Ye Ziqing saw Jiang Qin’s spirited demeanor and gave up on her idea of persuasion.

She felt that Jiang Qin at that moment was just like her back then: passionate, obsessed, and blind, unable to listen to others’ advice, feeling superior, and determined to follow one path to the end.

The only difference was that she was obsessed with group buying websites, while Jiang Qin was obsessed with college forums.

However, college forums were obviously not strong in monetization and were bound to fall rapidly after reaching the peak and eventually disappear.

She felt that when the day of regret came, Jiang Qin would regret his decisions just like she did, suffering in the pain of failure, putting on a brave face, and wasting his life on a job he wasn’t interested in.

“What a pity…”

Ye Ziqing sighed, didn’t even knock on the door, and turned to leave the Entrepreneurship Center.

By Thursday afternoon, the results of the student union’s election came out. Jiang Tian successfully ran for the deputy head of the External Relations Department, a result that many members felt dissatisfied with.

But when Zhu Feng openly said she was recommended by Jiang Qin and was his class monitor, the dissenting voices instantly disappeared.

One of the most important tasks of the External Relations Department was to secure sponsorships for various activities. Everyone in the Finance Department knew that Jiang Qin was a big spender, making money with no regard for others. If Jiang Tian represented Jiang Qin, many tasks would become much easier.

It was like a coal tycoon producing a TV show and bringing in his recommended leading actress with funding — no one could refuse.

Additionally, among the freshmen in the Finance Department, the legend of a male god named Jiang Qin continued to spread.

The naive and foolish college girls had a very narrow definition of a male god. They believed he should be handsome and charming, able to conquer them with a smile, and exude charm from head to toe.

So, all the junior girls looked forward to meeting Jiang Qin, wanting to see what kind of extraordinary beauty he possessed.

Unfortunately, Jiang Qin was always busy with Zhihu promotions. He rarely left the Entrepreneurship Center, let alone the sports field, so the junior girls could only learn about this number one male god of the Finance Department through various rumors.

“Senior Zhang, is Senior Jiang really that handsome?”

“Handsome my ass. He looks ordinary, just good at sweet-talking girls into circles,” Zhang Guang scornfully replied.

The junior girls exchanged glances: “But Senior Jiang and Senior Song both like him.”

Zhang Guang slapped his thigh: “Who hasn’t been blind in their youth? They’ll regret it later. A male god who skips classes all the time?”

“Skips classes? That’s not a good person.”

These delicate junior girls, just out of high school, still held learning in the highest regard. Especially students from top universities like 985, they despised skipping classes, believing anyone who did was a bad student.

Senior Sui Jun, listening nearby, was stunned. He thought to himself that classmates sure were ruthless when blackening their own.

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