Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

Jiang Qin was momentarily stunned after hearing this, then pursed his lips.

“All you do every day is practice the piano and dance. The most enjoyable part of your life is just reading fantasy adventure s. These past few days, I’ve taken you shopping, to the hot springs, and even endured embarrassment to accompany you on the merry-go-round. Comparing the two, it would be strange if you didn’t feel lonely.”

“Let’s go, pack up your things.”

“Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you to a bar to watch the Olympics.”

Feng Nanshu’s eyes immediately lit up. She quickly grabbed her small shoulder bag, neatly arranged her book, and placed it back on the shelf before happily following downstairs.

It was still midday, and the bar was not even open yet. But as the person in charge, it only took a word from Jiang Qin to open it. The absence of customers also meant that Feng Nanshu, who had social anxiety, wouldn’t feel too nervous.

Jiang Qin led Feng Nanshu into the bar, pointed her to a seat to sit obediently, and then went out with the ‘Open for Business’ sign, placing it at the entrance.

Just then, four figures suddenly darted across the street from the opposite side.

The first was a small, dark, and chubby boy, followed by a slick, high-quality man, and lastly, two girls carrying sling bags.

“Godfather!”

“?????”

Jiang Qin looked up and saw it was Guo Zihang, Qin Zi’ang, Yu Shasha, and Wang Huiru.

“What brings you here?”

Guo Zihang, panting heavily from running, had a triumphant look in his eyes: “I told them you’re running this bar now. They didn’t believe me, so I brought them here to see!”

Wang Huiru immediately spoke up: “I didn’t say I didn’t believe it. I’m just here for the fun. It’s Yu Shasha who didn’t believe.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t believe it either. I’m checking it out for our Siqi!”

Yu Shasha pouted, her gaze involuntarily scanning Jiang Qin: “Did you really rent this bar for 300,000 yuan?”

“Don’t listen to Guo Zihang’s nonsense.”

“I knew it, where would you get 300,000 from.”

Guo Zihang’s face instantly turned red: “Jiang Bro, you did say it was 320,000!”

Jiang Qin spat at him: “I said 320,000, not 300,000. You’re really crazy. Is 20,000 not money? Just rounding down like that?”

“Oh right, 320,000!”

Hearing this, Qin Zi’ang, who had been silent, suddenly changed his expression.

Damn, that was close. Lucky it was Yu Shasha who spoke and not me, or else that slap would have hit my face.

Yu Shasha indeed felt like she had been slapped, stuttering without a reply.

But Jiang Qin didn’t make a big deal out of it.

He’s an adult; why bother with a group of kids?

He set up the blackboard, opened the door for the four to come in, told them to find a spot to sit wherever, and then went to turn on the four TVs in the middle of the bar.

Honestly, the bar’s environment was indeed suitable for hosting such small gatherings. First, it had an atmosphere, and second, it had an endless supply of drinks.

Watching a diving competition or a table tennis match here, with the cheers in your ears, was definitely more exhilarating than watching alone at home.

Yu Shasha and Wang Huiru were visiting a bar for the first time. They were a bit cautious when they entered, fearing some colorful demons and monsters might jump out. But seeing no one inside, they immediately relaxed.

Meanwhile, Qin Zi’ang watched Jiang Qin’s back with a cold smile, thinking to himself, ‘let him show off for a couple of days. When I get back home, I’ll ask my dad to buy a bar too. I’ll just copy his model to make money. Won’t he be annoyed then?’

Just then, Qin Zi’ang suddenly heard Yu Shasha exclaim in shock. He couldn’t help but follow her gaze, curious about what had surprised her so much, and then he was stunned.

In the southwest corner of the bar, Feng Nanshu was sitting serenely, her hands on her knees, with a cool detachment in her eyes.

The unapproachable, silent goddess from Nan High School, the bright moonlight in everyone’s eyes.

What was she doing in a bar?

For a rich lady like her, it seemed more fitting to be at wine parties or banquets. The incongruity of her presence in a bar was striking.

Qin Zi’ang thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes fiercely, even breaking three eyelashes, but Feng Nanshu was still there, very much real and in front of them.

“What will you drink? Beer? I can’t make anything else since the bartender isn’t here,” Jiang Qin’s voice brought the dazed Yu Shasha and Qin Zi’ang back to reality.

The two of them, still confused, mumbled a vague agreement.

“I’ll just have a beer too,” Feng Nanshu suddenly raised her hand, showing the graciousness and adaptability of a little rich lady. True to her elite status, she accepted everything with an open heart and didn’t make extra demands, always displaying sufficient goodwill.

Jiang Qin glanced back at her, “No, you can’t drink. You’re only allowed to have Wahaha.” (Chinese kid’s drink HAHA)

There was a pause.

At that moment, Guo Zihang came in from outside the bar and, with a trembling voice, asked, “Jiang Bro, what… what’s happening here? Why is Feng Nanshu here too?”

Jiang Qin responded emotionlessly, “We’re good friends.”

“But Feng Nanshu never has friends, she doesn’t even talk to others!”

“Alright, you guessed it, she’s just smitten with me!”

“?????”

Ignoring Guo Zihang’s confusion, Jiang Qin turned to Wang Huiru, “Can you drink beer?”

Wang Huiru nodded, her eyes involuntarily drifting towards Feng Nanshu, “I saw you with her shopping last time, and you even pinched her face. Are you sure you’re not dating?”

“Dating? Even dogs wouldn’t do that.”

“?????”

Jiang Qin handed a beer to Guo Zihang, signaling him, “Go, take this to Qin Zi’ang.”

Reluctantly, Guo Zihang took the beer, “This has foreign letters on it. Isn’t this imported beer? Does he deserve it?”

“There are no real drinks in this bar, it’s watered down. Perfect for him, he can’t tell the difference.”

“Godfather is wise!”

Eagerly, Guo Zihang carried the beer over, placing it in front of Qin Zi’ang and even opened it for him. Qin Zi’ang, surprised by his sudden friendliness, took a sip without a word.

Meanwhile, Wang Huiru watched Jiang Qin busily working at the bar, uncertain whether to talk to him about Chu Siqi, as Jiang Qin had previously said not to bother him with that person. But she couldn’t help wanting to mention her.

“Jiang Qin.”

“Hmm?”

“Siqi didn’t come because she has a cold.”

“It doesn’t matter to me.”

Jiang Qin handed her an opened beer, then turned to give Feng Nanshu a bottle of Wahaha.

For over an hour, the group quietly watched the men’s singles and mixed doubles in badminton.

But aside from Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu, and Guo Zihang, everyone else seemed preoccupied, for the presence of Feng Nanshu, the dazzling moonlight, was too overwhelming.

Qin Zi’ang felt indignant, wondering how someone as ordinary as Jiang Qin could be so close to a girl as noble as Feng Nanshu.

Yu Shasha looked around the bar, pondering over the figure of 300,000 yuan, and thought Chu Siqi might soon regret her decision.

Such a boy was dazzling even to her; who wouldn’t regret missing out on him?

But her regret was useless now. Which girl wouldn’t feel inferior in front of Feng Nanshu?

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