Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 159 Let’s take a shower together

“You guys keep busy, I’m going to class.”

On a warm afternoon, Jiang Qin suddenly pushed open the boss's chair, put on his coat, opened the door and walked out of 208 proudly, as if going to class was a great decision.

 Professor Yan doesn’t know how he has the nerve to say it. People who teach 208 should not learn from him.

 Ten minutes later, Jiang Qin arrived at the Linda Gymnasium to learn the twenty-four postures of Tai Chi.

Physical education is a compulsory subject in freshman year and should not be taken too seriously, so Jiang Qin would come to check it out from time to time.

 As soon as the class time came, the substitute teacher, who was slightly hairless, came.

The wild horse parted its mane, the white crane spread its wings, and the set of moves was smooth and rhythmic. But Jiang Qin seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. All he could think about was Teacher Ma’s Lightning Pinecone Fighting Five-Continuous Whip, Hercules Tingting and Hair extensions.

 “It’s so **** abstract…”

Jiang Qin turned to look at the people next to him and found that the brothers and sisters around him were all like Plants vs. Zombies. If they said they couldn't keep up, they really couldn't keep up.

Obviously it was a gentle and smooth bodybuilding movement, but it was managed to avoid the chaos of the five major sects besieging Guangmingding, and there were still a few hemiplegic sects fishing in troubled waters.

 “Oh my God, my hands are completely out of control!”

 “Just cut it off, it’s hopeless.”

 “If you cut him off, it’s just Yang Guo? I still like Zhang Wuji more, because he has better luck in peach blossoms.”

"Just you? You can only be regarded as a fire worker!"

Jiang Qin listened to a few unknown people talking dirty words next to him, and for some reason he felt that he didn’t need to worry about this class.

 Because he is not the only one who is mixed up in the class, most people are the same, but the teacher still has to consider the failure rate, so the difficulty of the exam will naturally be reduced.

The physical education courses at Lin'an University are extremely complex. There are not only freshmen, but also senior students who have not obtained credits in the previous two years. They choose Tai Chi in the hope of saving some effort and earning credits at the drop of a hat.

 What kind of good student can a student with this kind of thinking be?

In addition, other sports subjects are too strenuous and there is no need to sweat all over after doing them.

 After the teacher finished calling the names, Jiang Qin learned how to do a double-peaked piercing, and then slipped into the auditorium of the badminton court to catch up on his sleep.

  Going back from 208 last night, he was thinking about the follow-up promotion plan until midnight, so he didn't get enough sleep. It's easy to feel sleepy in the winter afternoon, so it's normal to want to sleep.

 Why come to the badminton court to catch up on your sleep?

 No, no special reason.

Jiang Qin muttered "no special reason" and his eyes fell on the little rich woman who was playing badminton.

She and Gao Wenhui signed up for badminton lessons together and were sparring at the moment. They were jumping up and down, with their ponytails swung back and forth, and their whole bodies were filled with pure beauty and romance.

 The black and white sportswear will not highlight her figure too much, but her tall stature and beautiful facial features are very obvious.

 Furthermore, this girl’s athletic talent is very good, and her posture and movements are very crisp.

After a few games, Feng Nanshu's smooth little face has turned pink, and there is a layer of sweat on her forehead, making her look more delicate and beautiful than usual.

Several boys in sportswear deliberately came to the side of the court. Some smoothed their hair, some shook the sweat from their foreheads, and some pretended to warm up and struck handsome poses. They thought they were charming and enveloped the entire audience.

However, Feng Nanshu couldn't understand their behavior and never turned his head from beginning to end, until Gao Wenhui saw a lazy figure slumped in the audience.

 “Feng Nanshu, Jiang Qin, whom you have been thinking about dearly, is here.”

　　Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes with an unhappy look on his face: "You lied to me again, I'm not stupid."

 “It’s true this time, turn around and look.” Gao Wenhui pointed to the audience.

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The little rich woman flicked her ponytail and turned her head. When she saw Jiang Qin who was leaning against the wall and feeling sleepy, she immediately dropped her racket and ran over.

When the boys who were releasing male hormones saw this scene, their eyes dimmed instantly, and then they left with a sigh.

 “What a coincidence, why do I meet you here?”

Jiang Qin half-opened his eyes, pretending to be a chance encounter, even his surprised expression was lifelike.

This was something he learned from working with clients. He obviously deliberately found the right time and place to take advantage of the opportunity, but he also had to show a look of surprise. Practice makes perfect.

Feng Nanshu didn’t realize that he was just pretending, and thought it was a chance encounter: “I’m playing badminton with Gao Wenhui over there, what about you?”

“I’m here to learn Tai Chi. I’m tired from studying and I’m here to catch up on my sleep.”

After speaking, Jiang Qin suddenly thought for a moment: "Little rich woman, do you like hot pot?"

Feng Nanshu drooled with a cold look on his face: "Jiang Qin, I want to eat hot pot."

“Not now, I haven’t bought the pot yet. I’ll call you after I buy it. Of course, if you’re too busy, forget it.”

 “I’m not busy, I have nothing to do, I want to eat hot pot.”

 “Okay, that’s settled.”

Jiang Qin adjusted his posture: "I'll take a nap for a while. Just watch me and don't let the senior sister sneak away for me."

Feng Nanshu pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to cover him from the ray of sun that hit him from above.

However, he couldn't sleep for long because of his poor posture. Within twenty minutes, Jiang Qin opened his eyes. The little rich woman was still sitting next to him, chatting with Gao Wenhui.

He stretched out his hand to support the edge of the chair and sat up, making a squeaking sound.

“Why did you choose to sleep here?” Gao Wenhui asked after hearing his movements.

Jiang Qin yawned and said sleepily: "I came to class, but I didn't sleep well last night, so I wanted to catch up on my sleep."

“The sun is out in the west, and you actually have classes?”

Jiang Qin opened his slightly closed eyes: "What are you talking about? I'm a student. What do students do if they don't go to class?" "Tsk, tsk, you're still a student. I guess your student ID card and school badge have been lost somewhere, right?" "Gao Wenhui hit the nail on the head.

“Xiao Gao, I hate your self-righteous humor.”

Gao Wenhui reached out and handed out the racket: "Do you want to play a game with Feng Nanshu?"

Jiang Qin waved his hand: "If I have the strength, I'll do Tai Chi. Anyway, I can earn some credits."

 “Why are you so tired?”

　　"If you wake up earlier than a chicken, go to bed later than a dog, and work day and night to make money, even an iron man will feel tired."

Jiang Qin got up and stretched, whispered something into Feng Nanshu's ear, then got up and got out of the auditorium and walked outside the stadium.

 The little rich woman’s eyes flashed with joy, and she packed up her racket and planned to leave.

“What did Jiang Qin tell you?”

Feng Nanshu put the racket on his back: "He said he would take me to take a shower later."

Gao Wenhui pursed his lips: "I originally planned to ask you to accompany me, but he stopped me. Nan Shu, do you choose me or him?"

“Wenhui, I don’t want to do multiple-choice questions. I will accompany him this time and you next time.”

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 After returning to the dormitory and changing clothes, Jiang Qin went to the girls' dormitory of the School of Finance to pick up Feng Nanshu and went to the Linda Bathhouse to take a bath.

 Of course, it’s the kind where men and women are separated.

The little rich woman carried a handbag and followed Jiang Qin into the front hall. He obediently took off her down jacket, revealing the exquisite curves outlined by the sweater and her snow-white neck. Her eyes were cold and her expression was cool.

 The public bathhouse provides public slippers, but they are not disposable like hotels, so most students will not use them.

 In the summer, people who come to take a shower basically just come in slippers without having to change back and forth.

 But the weather has been very cold recently, so everyone is still used to putting slippers in bags and carrying them.

 “Jiang Qin, help me take off my shoes.”

"sit down."

Feng Nanshu sat on the chair and watched him take off his boots and cotton socks, revealing his little feet with full and pink toes.

 Then she put on her slippers and stepped on them twice, her eyes moving and lively.

“Gather at that place after washing, and don’t run out without drying your hair.”

Jiang Qin pointed to the place where people were queuing up to have their hair dryed, and said seriously.

 The little rich woman has a criminal record.

The last time she came here, she didn't find Jiang Qin when she came out of the bathroom. She was so panicked that she ran outside without drying her hair. She only found him after calling. When she came back, her expression was still pitiful. She asked Jiang Qin Why are you running around?

“Don’t run around, don’t let me find you.” Feng Nanshu told him.

Jiang Qin looked up at her: "Nonsense, when did I run around?"

"You ran away last time. I went out looking for you for a long time, and finally I found you after I answered a mysterious phone call."

“You ran away, and then I called you to call you back. Don’t let the bad guys complain first.”

Feng Nanshu pursed her cherry-red lips, then sent him into the men's bathroom with bright eyes, and then went to the women's bathroom.

The bathroom at Linda is a single room. Bring your campus card and insert it and the water will flow.

Jiang Qin walked into the house, took off his clothes, put them in the cupboard together with their down jackets and locked them. Then he found an unoccupied single room and got into it. He let the water pour down his head and gradually relaxed.

 In order to prepare for the launch of the group, his fatigue level is increasing day by day, so the frequency of bathing has also accelerated. It is not because of mysophobia, but mainly because the hot water passing through the skin can clear away the fatigue from the body and soothe the nervous nerves.

The number of group-buying registrations is not enough, and Wanzhong Mall has no orders so far.

These two things must be resolved in the Linda market to form a sufficiently mature combination routine, so that subsequent promotion plans in the Science and Technology University can be carried out as scheduled.

 So, Jiang Qin was overusing his brain and thinking too much.

After washing, Jiang Qin changed his clothes and went out, taking a look in the mirror.

 “Damn it, every time I take a shower I feel better than Daniel Wu.”

 He turned on his cell phone, played a few games of Snake, and waited quietly for Feng Nanshu to come out.

After a while, the little rich woman came from the bathroom to the front hall. Her long hair was slightly damp, her moist cheeks had a light pink color, her skin was translucent and translucent, she was so beautiful that she was unworldly, but her eyes revealed a kind of ignorance and cuteness.

“Jiang Qin, I’ve finished washing.”

 “Come here, I’ll blow dry your hair.”

Jiang Qin picked up the hair dryer, ran his fingers through the ends of her hair, and blew her wet hair bit by bit until it was slightly dry.

The little rich woman puffed out her cheeks and her eyes were shining with pleasure, like a cat that felt comfortable being caressed.

 “Your expressions didn’t seem so rich before?”

Jiang Qin looked at her in the mirror and was curious about her sudden cute appearance.

 “Because in the past, just one expression was enough.”

Feng Nanshu took the comb he handed over and combed it twice.

 (End of this chapter)