Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

"Wang Rui went out to answer a phone call, and Wu You went to the restroom." Su Fengnan took out a skewer, eating as she asked, "If I eat this, I won't go to the cafeteria. I'm going to the study room to go online later. Do you want to come?"

Zhu Tingting first shook her head, then nodded, "I'll go with you. Um..." she asked tentatively with a grin, "If I need to look up any information, can I borrow your computer?"

"Sure!" Su Fengnan readily agreed.

She had just finished eating when Wang Rui and Shang Wuyou entered the room one after the other.

"You're back! The oden I brought for you two is on the table, help yourselves!" Zhu Tingting greeted them. "Fengnan and I are going to the study room to study, we probably won't be back until lights out."

As always, Wang Rui replied with a curt "Thank you."

Shang Wuyou cheered "Thank you!" and grabbed a skewer to start eating, instantly shattering her usual sweet little princess persona.

After being roommates for a while, Su Fengnan had gotten to know everyone's personalities. Wang Rui was a kind and quiet person, the complete opposite of Shang Wuyou's sweet little princess image, but everyone got along exceptionally well.

A tacit understanding gradually formed in the dormitory: Wang Rui didn't fuss over many things. She often did the dormitory cleaning on the spot; when Su Fengnan was doing laundry, if she found anyone's clothes that had been lying around for days, she would also help wash them; when getting hot water, she and Zhu Tingting often filled all four people's kettles at the same time. If someone forgot to put away their lunchbox, everyone would pick it up on the spot. Even the matter of taking out the trash, without anyone formally discussing it, was handled with remarkable coordination.

However, due to her princess-like personality, Yu is a bit of a neat freak. But everyone is understanding and forgiving; after all, who wouldn't want a clean and tidy place to stay? This little habit is harmless.

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The third and fourth teaching buildings are shared by the entire university, and most general education and public English courses are held here. Empty classrooms without classes are open to the public, and many students use their laptops to study. The buildings are conveniently covered by the campus Wi-Fi, making it easy to access online resources.

When Su Fengnan and Zhu Tingting arrived, many students were already quietly studying in the classroom.

The two chose seats towards the back and quickly got into the reading. Su Fengnan reads extremely fast, now almost able to read ten lines at a glance. When she encountered important points, she still maintained her meticulous habits, neatly transcribing her annotations onto a paper notebook.

Zhu Tingting seemed somewhat absent-minded, her gaze frequently drifting to the side ahead. A boy sat there, constantly turning his head. Each time he turned, their eyes met perfectly. Su Fengnan, however, was completely oblivious, seemingly absorbed in her book, not even lifting her head.

Once she got into study mode, she became completely absorbed in her studies and naturally didn't notice her roommate's unusual behavior. It wasn't until she closed her book, turned on her computer, and started researching that she caught a glimpse of Zhu Tingting's notebook filled with circles.

Su Fengnan gently touched her arm and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Zhu Tingting then looked away as if waking from a dream, and, feeling guilty, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Feng Nan, there's a boy who keeps turning around to look at me..."

Upon hearing this, Su Fengnan didn't even raise her head, her tone flat and without a trace of emotion: "It's normal. Everyone likes to take a second look at beautiful things."

Zhu Tingting paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you curious?"

Su Fengnan didn't answer her, but pointed to her notebook and asked pointedly, "Is this why you're drawing circles in your notebook?"

"Ahem..." Zhu Tingting's cheeks flushed slightly, and she admitted somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm just... a little infatuated. That guy is really quite handsome."

"It may look nice, but don't let it interfere with your studies," Su Fengnan casually reminded her.

"Okay, okay." Zhu Tingting nodded quickly, and to cover up her embarrassment, she hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, school clubs are recruiting soon, which club are you planning to join?"

Su Fengnan thought for a moment, then gently shook her head: "I don't have any ideas for now."

Seeing the books spread out on her desk and the densely packed data on her computer screen, Zhu Tingting wisely kept quiet. She didn't want to understand the world of top students. Although she had once been a top student herself, she really didn't want to be "stressed" again in college. She just wanted a slightly more relaxed life. After all, this school was full of hidden talents and outstanding individuals, and for her, she would be content as long as she could successfully obtain her diploma.

Su Fengnan continued to focus on operating the computer, but this time, instead of organizing course materials, she silently wrote down her thoughts and transcribed melodies based on her memories from her previous life, creating two complete scores perfectly suited for piano solos.

Both pieces are classic works that became wildly popular in later generations. Their ethereal and melodious style is well-suited for pure instrumental performances, and with slight modifications, they can be transformed into highly textured independent piano pieces.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Fengnan pressed the last Enter key, carefully saved the file, gently closed the laptop, and said softly, "Let's go back."

Zhu Tingting felt like she'd been granted a pardon and quickly packed her things. Just as the two stepped out of the classroom, they heard a series of slightly hurried footsteps behind them.

The boy actually chased after them and stopped beside them.

"Hello, classmate." His voice was clear and bright, but his gaze went straight past Zhu Tingting and landed on Su Fengnan, with a hint of cautious probing. "You're a freshman, right? I'm the president of the drama club. Are you interested in joining us? With your good looks, you'd definitely be able to play the lead role."

Zhu Tingting froze on the spot, her smile gradually freezing.

Only then did she belatedly realize that those frequent glances back were never meant for her.

Su Fengnan paused slightly, then shook her head politely but distantly: "No need, thank you."

The boy seemed surprised by the decisive rejection. He paused for a moment, wanting to say something more, but Su Fengnan nodded slightly and turned to leave. Zhu Tingting took a deep breath and quickly followed, not daring to look back.

Stepping out of the teaching building, the cool night breeze dispelled the lingering stuffiness of the classroom. Zhu Tingting remained silent for a while before muttering softly, "...So, he was looking at you."

Su Fengnan didn't stop walking, her tone still indifferent: "Hmm... are all clubs this chaotic now?"

Zhu Tingting was taken aback. Clearly, she and Su Fengnan were on completely different wavelengths. She bent down, kicked a small pebble at her feet, and muttered, "There are so many clubs scrambling to recruit people right now."

Su Fengnan glanced at her sideways and smiled slightly: "Which club do you want to join?"

Zhu Tingting took her arm and couldn't help but ask, "Su Fengnan, why didn't you accept his invitation? I've heard that the drama club is full of talented people. With your good looks, you should have no problem playing a lead role, right?"

In the darkness, Su Fengnan glanced at her sideways, her tone calm: "Drama club rehearsals take up too much time, I don't have the energy." She paused, then changed the subject, "If you want to go, I'll go with you to register."

"No," Zhu Tingting shook her head. "I want to learn photography."

"Photography? Sure, I'll go with you to register another day."

"it is good."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked toward the dormitory building, the lights of the teaching building behind them gradually fading into the distance, like a small interlude that ended before it even began.