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

Jiang Baige's words touched upon Song Siwen's blind spot in thinking.

Of course, she had also thought about finding like-minded partners to produce some news that was truly interesting and meaningful.

But whether it was during the school newspaper days or the internship, most people pursued safety, and most of them sneered and watched her opinions coldly.

This was considered good. Most of the time, there were people who strongly opposed her, saying that she had too many ideas, that they were unnecessary, and that they were dangerous...

For a long time, it was normal that the topics she worked hard to come up with would not be passed.

She was used to fighting alone.

Jiang Baige seemed to be present in the few incidents where she did not force her way into the incidents herself.

That's why she thought of going with Jiang Baige this time. This is also because she is currently only in the speculation stage and there shouldn't be too much risk.

But Jiang Baige told her that this matter was not as simple as she had imagined. It would not be enough for the two of them alone, and she needed to find someone else.

But where are the others?

Jiang Baige understood Song Siwen's silence.

She patted Song Siwen on the shoulder: "Hey, don't be so pessimistic. This is a brand new place. How do you know if you don't try it?"

The implication is that her classmates and teachers at Anjing University may bring her new surprises.

"Will it?" Song Siwen asked uncertainly.

"I haven't studied journalism at An Da, so I can't give you an answer... But you're already here. No matter what, you'll continue investigating this matter, right? So why don't you go find someone who thinks the same as you? Anyway, the worst-case scenario is that there won't be anyone."

"Okay, I'll tell my instructor about this when school starts."

The two raised their glasses and the soda bottles clinked together, creating an ideal, crisp symphony.

***

After school started, Jiang Baige successfully moved into a four-person dormitory for graduate students.

Looking at the three long-missed but familiar faces, Jiang Baige felt a sense of joy at meeting old friends again, but she couldn't express this joy.

The four of them belong to different fields, but there are still many overlaps in the required courses for the first year of graduate school.

The difference between this life and the previous one is that, because she had studied at Anhui University in the previous life, she knew in advance the gap between herself and her classmates who had studied at Anhui University for their undergraduate studies.

So starting from her sophomore year, she had read many reference books of the Chinese Department of Anhui University.

This way, when she goes to graduate school, she won't have to repeat her past mistakes, studying hard all day long, afraid that she won't be able to keep up with her classmates and teachers, and having no time to write.

Her memories of her previous life at Anhui University, apart from studying hard, were of losing her hair.

This is almost unimaginable for Jiang Baige, who spent two or three hours a day reading novels when she was in her senior year of high school and facing the college entrance examination.

She tried so hard, but her efforts were so useless.

So looking back on the three years of graduate school, although I did gain something, the memories I have left are very vague.

It is so thin that it seems like this time I was not "rereading" it at all, but reading it from a completely new beginning.

Of course, Jiang Baige later realized that this was because she changed her mentor.

She also changed the "inner core" herself.

Now, in addition to studying hard, her graduate student life has added a new social life: she found that there are many women's clubs in Anhui, and there is one in the Chinese Department alone.

The public account "Nu Shufang" that she and Lin Xingran run together has become the best stepping stone to participate in these clubs.

After separating from Lin Xingran, the two still maintained the same division of labor, but moved their face-to-face communication and discussion to the Internet.

Jiang Baige keenly noticed that after the book fair in Spain, Lin Xingran had a new perspective on work and women's writing.

She had a feeling that Lin Xingran's fate seemed to be heading in another direction...

Jiang Baige rubbed her eyes. It was late at night again.

What was different from the past was that the four people in the dormitory had no intention of resting. The only sounds were the typing on the keyboards and the pens scratching on the paper.

The midterm exam is coming soon.

Some courses require submission of papers, while others involve exams. This made Jiang Baige, who had gradually forgotten the feeling of exams since her junior year, experience the feeling of staying up late to review again.

A small flying insect, which refused to surrender to its fate even as autumn came, landed on Jiang Baige's laptop keyboard.

Jiang Baige was quick-witted and quick-handed, he stretched out five fingers and smashed it.

Snapped--

With a loud bang, the little flying insect shattered silently on the keyboard. Someone asked Jiang Baige: "What are you doing, Xiaobai?"

"There are bugs."

Accompanied by three consecutive "Ohs", everyone's attention returned to their studies.

Jiang Baige was just about to operate the mouse, but found that the computer screen suddenly went black for a short period of time and then restarted.

what's the situation?

She waited patiently for a few seconds, and the computer switched to the password input interface.

Jiang Baige's fingers hovered over the keyboard for three seconds, then she closed the display and stood up from her chair.

"I'm ready for bed."

She declared softly.

Qin Shi, who was closest to her, glanced at the time: "It's not even three o'clock yet, and you're already asleep?"

Jiang Baige cried out inwardly: Is this a true academic master?

Qin Shi studied comparative literature, which required not only strong literary foundation but also strong language skills.

For Qin Shi, who majored in German in college and is fluent in English, French and Spanish in addition to Chinese, and is currently learning Latin, it does not seem to be a difficult task.

If Jiang Baige remembers correctly, Qin Shi will go to Germany to continue his studies in classical philosophy in the future.

She stretched herself, and Xin Zhiping, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, also stood up: "Let's take a break."

These two short words brought Jiang Baige great comfort.

It feels so good to "give up" with people like you.

Although she knew that Xin Zhiping was taking a break, it was probably because she had completed today's review task, and not because she was taking a break from the situation with the intention of "since the computer is taking a break, I might as well take a break too."

After a simple wash, Jiang Baige climbed back to the upper bunk: the dormitory at Anhui University was the same as that at Linyi University, with beds above and desks below.

It’s just that the dormitories and beds at Anhui University are a size smaller.

Jiang Baige was drowsy, and only saw the message on her phone the next day: [Baige, you are right, I really found someone who can fight side by side with me! ]

Before she could figure out what Song Siwen was referring to, the phone rang.

"Were you asleep when I sent you a message last night?" Song Siwen's voice was very excited, "But I'm so happy! When I was chatting with a senior sister yesterday, she said that she also found that Fengshui seemed to have problems."

Jiang Baige suddenly remembered: "You mean, she also wants to investigate Fengshui?"

"Yes. My sister likes traveling, so she often hangs out on backpacker forums..." Song Siwen suddenly stopped, "Hey, this matter is a bit complicated, how about we meet and talk about it?"