Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

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“Tony, can you do me a favor? I want a hairstyle like that too!”

“??????”

“The same as that girl’s hairstyle, one that can be tied into a ponytail or let down over the shoulders. Can you do it?”

“Uh, well…”

“Me too, me too! I don’t want to perm anymore. Can you cut mine the same way?”

“Um, my girlfriend is getting her hair washed. When she’s done, can you give her the same style?”

Upon seeing the goddess-like Feng Nanshu and He Manqi, who had transformed from a non-mainstream look to that of an innocent girl using Nanshu as a template, customers in the barbershop couldn’t help but be agitated, their eyes shining with excitement.

There was also a dark-skinned boy who, taking advantage of his girlfriend’s absence at the hair wash, unilaterally decided on her hairstyle.

This was the power of a live demonstration.

Now, the pressure was on Tony, and he was overwhelmed.

People look good with a simple high ponytail because they are naturally beautiful, not because of my skills.

My scissors can only trim hair, not faces!

“You guys… are you sure you want the same style?”

“Yes, definitely. Look how beautiful they look with it. Hurry up and cut it!”

Watching Tony’s conflicted expression, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but laugh, playfully pinching Feng Nanshu’s hand, causing her to squeak in protest.

In this era, the internet wasn’t as developed as in later years. Popular styles and fashion trends spread through small circles, and it was common to style one’s hair after someone else’s.

Tony picked up his scissors, focused and calm, and began to mass-produce the Feng Nanshu replica.

Meanwhile, the original rich girl and her newly-transformed companion were taken by Jiang Qin out of the barbershop. They sat down at a nearby outdoor barbecue stall, casually ordered some skewers, and planned to fill their stomachs.

“Brother Jiang Qin, tell me more about Sister Nanshu. I want to learn!”

“She…”

Just as Jiang Qin uttered a word, he turned to look at Feng Nanshu: “You better not eavesdrop.”

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips: “I won’t eavesdrop.”

Jiang Qin, somewhat reassured, turned to He Manqi: “Aloof goddess, cold moonlight, an earthly ideal, a scholarly girl – all these describe your Sister Nanshu. Back then, she was the dream of every boy in Chengnan High School.”

He Manqi’s face lit up with awe: “Then, she must have been the prettiest girl in your high school, right?”

“Not just in high school. Wherever she went, she was the most beautiful girl. I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful than her. Moreover, she always topped her grade in exams, barely spoke to others, and was sparing with her words when answering questions. Mysterious to the extreme. That’s what a goddess is, Manqi. You should strive to excel both inside and out.”

After whispering this, Jiang Qin glanced over, a bit concerned.

Fortunately, Feng Nanshu was sipping water from a cup, looking like an adorable, silly cat. Her posture was proper, and her expression was obedient and cute, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

“Did you eavesdrop?” Jiang Qin asked her.

Feng Nanshu shook her head earnestly, her voice soft and gentle: “I didn’t eavesdrop, but Jiang Qin, I wasn’t always at the top of my grade.”

“??????”

Just as the atmosphere grew tense, the barbecue owner brought over the skewers. Jiang Qin decisively changed the subject and began eating meticulously, pretending he hadn’t said anything.

After they finished eating and were about to leave, they suddenly heard a scream from the barbershop across the street. A girl with a large face and a ponytail, resembling Feng Nanshu’s, emerged, dragging a dark-skinned boy and fuming with anger.

She was cursing under her breath, every sentence wishing peace upon his family.

“Live demonstrations can really be powerful.”

Jiang Qin sighed inwardly and then took Feng Nanshu back to school, accompanied by the now-transformed He Manqi, to Wanzhong Mall to find He Yijun.

He Yijun didn’t have high hopes for his daughter’s college journey. After consulting many experienced teachers, they were all at a loss with He Manqi’s stubbornness and wilfulness.

Even though Jiang Qin was a star student, facing his own daughter, he probably could only scratch his head in confusion.

“Mr. He!”

Jiang Qin pushed the door open and greeted He Yijun, who was sitting in the boss’s chair.

“Hmm? Mr. Jiang, it’s not even dark yet. Why are you back so soon? And where’s Manqi?”

He Yijun was somewhat surprised, quickly pouring a cup of tea for him.

“Manqi went to the restroom. She’ll be back in a bit.”

Jiang Qin sat down, accepting the tea from He Yijun with a thank you.

“How was Manqi’s performance today?”

Jiang Qin sighed, speaking somewhat regretfully: “Mr. He, adolescence is a normal psychological stage where teenagers develop a strong sense of self and can’t easily be swayed by others.”

“I knew it…”

He Yijun couldn’t help but sigh.

“So, don’t be too disappointed when you see Manqi. I’ve done what I could, though it’s not much. I hope you won’t blame me.”

“Of course not, Mr. Jiang. You’ve been very thoughtful. Actually, I had a feeling this would happen. That girl of mine…”

Before He Yijun could finish, the office door suddenly opened. He Manqi, with her hair dyed back to black and tied in a ponytail, and her earrings removed, walked in looking fresh and pretty.

Compared to her previous non-mainstream appearance, He Manqi looked like a completely different person, almost like a well-behaved girl.

“Dad, I want to go to university.”

“??????”

He Manqi frowned: “I want to go to university!”

He Yijun held his breath, looking incredulously at Jiang Qin: “Mr. Jiang, did you… did you hit her?”

“No, I just took her to experience the university atmosphere, to see how everyone studies and works hard. And, I took her to get her hair done.”

“Just that? An afternoon’s experience turned my daughter into this?”

He Yijun’s mouth twitched, examining his daughter from all angles, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Isn’t this a big change?

Setting aside her desire to study or go to college, just look at the color and style of her hair. It’s like you’ve given my daughter a new head.

He Yijun had previously scolded He Manqi about her hairstyle. But she had said, do whatever you want, but touching my hair is like taking my life.

He Manqi, annoyed by his staring, said: “Dad, I told you I want to go to university, why aren’t you reacting?”

“Study, you can study whatever you want, even roast sweet potatoes, I’m all for it!” He Yijun laughed heartily.

“Fine, stop bothering me. I’m going to study!”

“Holy shit, the words ‘going to study’ actually came out of your mouth? Go, hurry up, I’ll have my secretary prepare your favorite snacks!”

He Manqi was in her rebellious teenage phase, filled with uncertainty about life and unsure about what to do or not to do. Frankly, she had never thought about what kind of person she wanted to become.

But after returning from the university visit, she had made up her mind. She wanted to become someone like Sister Nanshu.

A scholarly girl, cold moonlight, an earthly ideal!

“Brother Jiang Qin, I’m off to study!”

The young girl flipped her ponytail, the words ‘going to study’ still echoing in He Yijun’s ears like thunder, leaving him unsettled for a long time.

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Qin nonchalantly sipped his tea.

He enjoyed seeing He Yijun’s bewildered face, as if he had never seen the world. Impressive, right? With just one intervention, I achieved the human limit.

“Mr. He, I’ve done what I promised. Remember to help me with the gathering arrangements.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Jiang. I’ll have an answer for you tomorrow. But I’m curious, why are you so eager to attend this gathering?”

“I want to get a whiff of the smell of money.”

Knowing Jiang Qin didn’t want to elaborate, He Yijun simply smiled and didn’t press further.

Jiang Qin’s thought process was straightforward: although his group buying platform had started, the profits were still insufficient. He needed to expand his business scope and radiate into more fields.

On the Winter Solstice, he had centered a marketing campaign around the Xi Tian Milk Tea shop, selling milk tea cards, which received wide acclaim.

Since he could sell milk tea cards that allowed customers to consume at the shop, he could also collaborate with various merchants to sell different kinds of in-store discount coupons.

However, the problem was Jiang Qin’s lack of fame, which made it difficult to partner with major merchants in Linchuan.

“Who are you?” they would question.

A mere ordinary college student, even if he was a star student, what could he do?

If Wanzhong Mall hadn’t targeted the college student market and thereby purchased advertising services on the Zhihu forum, Jiang Qin might not have had the opportunity to meet He Yijun.

But the Linchuan Commerce Association’s New Year’s gathering was clearly an opportunity. By getting his face known there, he might find someone willing to try online sales.

Some jujube trees won’t reveal if they bear fruit unless you shake them. So, he had to find a way to shake them.

KTVs, bars, hotels – money was to be spent. So why couldn’t it pass through his pocket first?

“Mr. He.”

At that moment, He Yijun’s secretary came in flustered: “Manqi just asked me to help her with a math problem.”

He Yijun was beaming: “That’s my girl. You should teach her!”

“I… I’ve long returned my math knowledge to the teacher.”

“No worries, we have a star student here. No problem is too hard for him!”

He Yijun, full of enthusiasm, completely ignoring Jiang Qin’s reluctance, took him to the next room to help his daughter with math.

When handed the paper, Jiang Qin smiled: “The star student doesn’t easily intervene, Manqi. Think about it again. I believe in you.”

“Thank you, Brother Jiang Qin. I’ll try to think harder.”

Jiang Qin turned to He Yijun, speaking earnestly: “We need to foster a child’s ability to learn independently. They can’t always ask others when facing difficulties. What will they do during exams? Ask someone else?”

He Yijun gave a thumbs up: “Professional!”

“Alright, Mr. He, I won’t disturb you further. Just give me a call when you have news.”

Jiang Qin left, his smile fading, his heart in turmoil.

“Damn, I don’t even remember high school math. This is bad. Really bad! I must review.”

Determined, Jiang Qin drove back to Linchuan University, called up Cao Guangyu, Ren Ziqiang, and Zhou Chao, and headed to the teaching building, swearing to catch up on all the knowledge he had missed!

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