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

Lin Xingran leaned over and asked, "What's the housing price in Anjing?"

She was a little confused: "Don't you provide dormitories? Or do you want to move out?"

But she soon discovered that Jiang Baige was not searching for rentals, but for sales - because graduation was approaching, Lin Xingran also had to find a house, so he was very familiar with these things.

"You want to buy a house?" She immediately thought of Jiang Baige's "money-making career" that she had started in her sophomore year. "How can you make so much money by writing online articles?"

"How is that possible..." Jiang Baige immediately broke her delusion, "Unless you publish my novel and make it a million-selling book, that would be more likely..."

"Then why do you look at the house price?"

“Everyone should always have dreams.”

However, for Jiang Baige, this is not a "dream" but a "goal".

She has to buy a house.

But in 16, the housing prices in Anjing increased several times as if she had taken the wrong medicine. She was still a student, and she did not make millions from writing in the past three years - even if she did, she would not be qualified to buy a house.

So it is definitely impossible to catch up with this wave of price increases.

But she still had a chance. A few years later, as the epidemic raged, the global economy suffered a huge blow, and housing prices fell uncontrollably. Even the most resilient housing prices in Anjing were shaken.

That was a good time for her to take action.

In her previous life, she did not seize this second chance. In this life, she must plan ahead, earn these millions by her own efforts, and make rational use of the ever-decreasing mortgage interest rates.

But now, she can't even afford the housing prices which have not skyrocketed in 16 years.

"The housing prices in Anjing..." Lin Xingran shook his head. "Bai Ge, I mean, you really dare to think so."

"There's nothing I can do... Have you forgotten what Woolf reminded us? If a woman wants to create, she can't do without her own house."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Ling's voice came out -

During the year of hard preparation for the exam, she almost disappeared from the dormitory. Now that the exam is over and she has passed, her presence is finally felt in the dormitory.

"Will your parents support you?" she asked.

The three of them looked at each other and sighed in unison: "How is it possible... The older generation probably always thinks that girls don't need to buy a house, and they will have everything after getting married."

"I didn't expect your family to be like this..." Zhou Ling shook her head. "I just got admitted to graduate school and I'm so happy. My family members told me not to forget to find a few good boys in school... I said I didn't study to fall in love, but my dad said it wouldn't interfere. It's really annoying."

"You're not bad, at least you're students." Lin Xingran rarely mentioned family matters, "My parents have already started arranging blind dates for me... They also told me not to post weird things on WeChat Moments and not to scare boys... Come on, who is their child?"

In fact, they all know all these things and have long been accustomed to them, but when they talk about them, they still feel sad and helpless.

But what else could they do? They could only run away.

"When I have enough money in the future, I will buy a building to serve unmarried women. That will be our new home."

"Then we're relying on you."

Jiang Baige patted his chest. Even though he was unsure, he still had to maintain his attitude.

And she felt that many things had been changed by her after her rebirth.

At least they seldom discussed feminism in the dormitory before - Lian Jiang Baige herself gradually gave up her expectations and fantasies about marriage only after graduating from graduate school.

But now, with the addition of the 30-year-old girl, she not only directly changed Zhou Ling's fate of losing the qualification for further studies due to unmarried pregnancy, but also Lin Xingran's fate of being maliciously suppressed by male villains in the workplace...

It also planted some other seeds in their hearts.

At least she hoped so.

Three years have passed - it has been three years since she came to this "past" world, and this year she is thirty-three years old.

What would happen in the graduate student dorms? She wasn't sure.

Because after graduate school, although everyone is in the same dormitory, they may have different research directions and supervisors, and their daily courses do not overlap. Although they still live together, they are not as close as in undergraduate studies.

but!

She is still looking forward to graduate school life, because...

"White! Little! Bird!"

At the end of August, the summer heat in Anjing has mostly dissipated. Although school starts in early September and graduate students do not need military training, freshmen usually come to school early.

Jiang Baige is no exception.

She turned her head and looked at Song Siwen, who was wearing a white lace vest and denim shorts, dragging a 26-inch pink suitcase. He was full of youthful energy and was running towards her enthusiastically.

Song Siwen got a little tanned, but became stronger.

According to her, she interned at the local news station in her hometown throughout the summer, interviewing all kinds of interesting people.

This is in stark contrast to Jiang Baige, who is busy writing articles at home.

After learning that Jiang Baige was going to come to school early, Song Siwen made an appointment with her to come to school together.

Because they had not yet officially registered for school, they had not been assigned a dormitory yet, so the two of them moved to a youth hostel outside the school. It was not expensive, and they could stay together.

"You left early. Are your colleagues reluctant to let you go?"

"Of course." Song Siwen was extremely proud. "I am willing to cover any news, not picky at all, and I write articles quickly and well. But maybe it's because I know I won't stay there, so I'm willing to learn more."

The two sat at the open-air tables and chairs in the youth hostel, swatting mosquitoes and drinking ice soda.

Sometimes Jiang Baige would think that it would be nice to live like this for the rest of her life.

"Will you stay in Anjing in the future?" Jiang Baige asked her.

"What about you?" Song Siwen asked back.

"Yes."

Jiang Baige's answer was somewhat unexpected to Song Siwen - because this is Anjing, a place where you can't stay just because you want to, and most people will not consider it as a necessary option for survival.

"Are you so sure?"

"Yeah, I'm looking at the housing prices." Jiang Baige laughed, "Although I can write anywhere, but as a fixed place, I prefer Anjing."

It’s very strange that Jiang Baige lived in Anjing for seven or eight years in her previous life, but she didn’t come to this conclusion.

But after her rebirth, when she decided to save money to buy a house in Anjing, she realized that she had established a connection with this city.

Song Siwen didn't know about these things, but he also said: "In this case, in order to make you not so lonely in this big city... I will also consider staying with you."

"Really?"

Jiang Baige smiled and took a sip of soda, not taking the promise seriously.

Song Siwen held her hand and said again: "Of course! But before that, how about we go on a trip together to see...if we are compatible?"