After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

The agreed time was 11:30, but the students had not yet finished their classes. The campus was quiet, like the calm before a storm.

Han Li deliberately arrived a few minutes late, and Qiu Fu was already waiting there.

As soon as Qiu Fu saw her, he immediately ran to her and grabbed her hand. Just as he was about to confess his love and start a passionate love story, Han Li suddenly pushed him away.

"I-I won't go with you!"

"What did you say?"

"The child is not yours. I...I lied to you, but I didn't mean to. It was Qiu Le, he said..."

"Qiu Le?"

His tone rose eight degrees, and his already sleep-deprived eyes suddenly widened and turned red due to congestion.

Han Li was so scared that he took a half step back, but he did not forget to cover his lower abdomen.

This action further stimulated Qiu Fu: "So you lied to me. When I saw you going to the company that day, it wasn't my dad who asked you to leave me, but you wanted to find Qiu Le?"

"I……"

"Is it? Is it? Tell me!"

Qiu Fu grabbed Han Li's ponytail with one hand and roared. Outside the school gate, some passers-by looked over here.

Han Li screamed: "You lunatic, let me go, let me go!"

"I'm going to kill you, kill you! You—"

He pulled out a sharp knife from somewhere and was about to stab Han Li in the stomach while roaring.

In a flash, a black shadow flashed by and pushed Han Li away. Han Li fell to the ground, and the dagger grazed the man's arm, staining the white sleeve of his sweatshirt red.

"careful!"

Seeing that his attack missed, Qiu Fu immediately got up from the ground. Just as he raised his hand to stab again, a white flash suddenly pierced into his pupil.

Everything in front of his eyes turned into a vast expanse of white.

He screamed and covered his head. The sound of shutter clicks rang out around him one after another, and bright lights... more bright lights kept flashing in front of his eyes.

Nothing can be seen.

Several security guards who arrived late rushed over, snatched the dagger from Qiu Fu, handcuffed his hands behind his back, and pinned him to the ground.

He was still roaring like a madman, but no one cared about what he was saying anymore.

Jiang Baige covered her sleeves stained by red dye, feeling a little regretful: If it were a few years later, she could have done a full live broadcast and earned some tips.

Han Li beside her was not as calm as her. He looked at the "injured" Jiang Baige helplessly and almost cried.

"I'm fine, but I have to go. You remember what I told you? Stay calm, okay?"

When going out, Jiang Baige wore a mask, hat and sunglasses, so she should not be recognized, but it would be better to leave this place first.

Han Li took out the black coat that he had hidden behind the flower bed.

Jiang Baige took the coat, looked around, made sure no one was noticing them, quickly changed, put on the hat over the original baseball cap, and quietly slipped away from behind the bushes that might not have been able to cover a person a few days later.

She moved her "injured" left arm and found that except for some scratches on the palm, the rest of her arm was intact.

It seems that the training during this period and yesterday's intensive class were not in vain.

It’s this sweatshirt… She frowned, what a pity.

***

"Oh my God, there is such a pervert in our school!" Wen Mian looked at the news headlines pushed on his mobile phone, covered his mouth, and looked incredulous.

Jiang Baige leaned over to take a look.

It seems that Miss Zhao is slightly better, and her enemies failed to suppress this scandal.

After photos taken by passers-by of a man who hated the rich committing violence and going crazy in public were leaked a few days ago, the authorities finally gave their stamp of approval.

It is probably difficult to turn the tables on the hatred of the rich.

As for revenge, let alone the fact that Qiu Baoguo would never have guessed that the "merely female elder brother" whom he looked down upon could frame his son, even if he wanted to do something, he had to see whether Miss Zhao agreed.

This is the best solution Jiang Baige can think of.

If she doesn't completely solve the problem of Qiu Le, even if she can stop Han Li and prevent her from contacting Qiu Le and getting into Qiu Le's car, can she still spend money to support Han Li's studies and ensure that she will never be harassed by Qiu Le again?

What can common people like them use to fight?

It is better to let those with power fight against each other, so that they are more evenly matched.

Qiu Baoguo is probably now so anxious about the Zhao family - or Miss Zhao to be more precise - starting to buy out Qiu's shares at a low price that he has no time to think about an insignificant "girlfriend".

"Hey, this girl...is she your Muay Thai coach?"

Because Jiang Baige was always very happy after training, Wen Mian went to the club with her and met Han Li.

"Yes, what a good little girl, she was almost ruined by a playboy."

"So how is she now?"

Jiang Baige nodded, and made sure that the spare clothes, towel, gloves, and water bottle in the backpack were all there, then she zipped up the bag and put it on her shoulder with one hand: "I'm going to go find her for class now. How about you come with me today?"

Wen Mian turned his head, put on his headphones, and pretended he heard nothing.

On Xuehai Avenue, the ginkgo trees have turned yellow one after another, but Jiang Baige does not feel depressed, but only excited.

Han Li was waiting for her on the steps of the building.

Not long ago, also here, the two of them fled in fear, covering their heads as if they were avoiding the plague.

“It feels like a lifetime ago…”

"What are your plans next?"

"I decided to switch to sports training in my sophomore year. As for tuition, I will apply for student loans and work part-time to save more money."

This means hard work, but it also means no longer being controlled by others.

Jiang Baige, who once had a glamorous job in the system but encountered many constraints and eventually chose to resign, understands this choice.

Although she died, she hoped that Han Li could continue on this path.

At this time, a girl ran towards them, shouting "Wait a minute".

"Han...Excuse me, are you Han Li?"

The girl was wearing a baseball cap and her face could not be seen clearly.

Han Li and Jiang Baige looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

After calming down her breathing, she took out an A6-sized card from her pocket: "I'm a reporter for the school newspaper. My name is Song Siwen."

Jiang Baige was very familiar with this plastic card with photo, name and position printed on it, because she also had one.

But she didn't understand why the reporter from the school newspaper wanted to interview Han Li? Was he going to interview him about the issue of hatred against the rich? She glanced at Han Li, and it was clear that he had the same guess.

"I'm sorry, if this is about what happened some time ago, I..."

Something is not right. Jiang Baige stared at the card carefully for a while and almost screamed out loud.

Could this Song Siwen be...

She held Han Li's hand, stopped her from refusing, and asked tentatively: "Student Song, are you from the computer department?"

"Hey?"

Song Siwen and Han Li were the only ones who were puzzled.

But Song Siwen still nodded good-temperedly: "Well, I'm a sophomore in the computer department, what's wrong?"

It’s nothing, it’s just—what a coincidence, they met again.