Autumn 1974. (This story is fictional and does not involve historical fact.)

Haishi Textile Factory.

"Gu An'an, what are you daydreaming about? If you don't want to take the exam, move aside and don't delay us from getting into the exam room."

Seeing that Gu An'an, despite wearing drab clothes and with blood seeping from a simple bandage on her forehead, still managed to attract the attention of the boys in the group from time to time, Wang Xinghua was consumed by jealousy and couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

A slut is a slut; she can't hide her slutty nature no matter where she goes.

The sharp, piercing female voice made Gu An'an frown slightly. Turning her head, she saw a girl with braided pigtails and wearing a floral shirt standing behind her, looking at her with an unfriendly expression.

After glancing at the other person from head to toe, Gu An'an casually uttered a sentence.

"Looks like you have really good food."

If someone else had said this, Wang Xinghua would have thought they were just envious of her family's good conditions. But since it was Gu An'an who said it, she didn't believe that the other person had such good intentions.

"What do you mean?"

Gu An'an remained as aloof as ever, "The road is so wide, yet you insist that I'm blocking your way. Anyone who didn't know better would think that someone's pig had escaped."

"Don't go too far! I'll tell Uncle Zhang if you do."

No one can stand being compared to a pig when they are in their teens, let alone Wang Xinghua, who always loves to dress up. At this moment, she is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. Who can blame her for being just like her father, gaining weight even from drinking water?

Normally, things are fine; older women would even call her lucky.

But now that Gu An'an has stabbed him in the lungs, he really wants to kill her.

Gu An'an had never been afraid of zombies, so why would she be afraid of Wang Xinghua's small threat?

"If it's not because I'm too fat, then there's only one other reason left."

"What?"

Even though she knew Gu An'an wouldn't say anything nice, Wang Xinghua was still led away by Gu An'an.

"Just acting like a rich girl."

"Young lady" is not a good term at this time. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, they can seize on it and torture you to the point of being neither human nor ghost.

"Don't talk nonsense. My family has been poor farmers for eight generations."

Wang Xinghua was absolutely furious! Gu An'an was becoming more and more annoying.

"I know, so I really don't understand who gave you the courage to act like a spoiled young lady. If you don't have the life of a young lady, don't act like one. Be careful you don't bring trouble to your family."

Noticing the spectators around her, it was no wonder Wang Xinghua couldn't hold back. Unfortunately, she was tongue-tied and hadn't even figured out how to retort when she heard an impatient voice.

"What's all the noise about! Anyone who causes trouble can go home right now."

Wang Xinghua could only swallow back what she was about to say, her eyes fixed on Gu An'an, with no doubt that if someone handed her a knife, she would stab her right then and there.

With the annoying flies no longer buzzing, Gu An'an also had time to receive the original owner's memories.

Only then did she realize that her extraordinary encounter was not just time travel and rebirth, but rather transmigrating into a book—a period novel she found in an old warehouse.

Looking at the gray walls and earthen tiles that her grandparents had mentioned, and the brightly colored slogans on the walls, Gu An'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this era is not easy, it's still better than the apocalypse where you could lose your life at any moment.

However, thinking of the original owner's experiences, his brows furrowed deeply again.

The original owner was a pitiful person. Her maternal family was a powerful red capitalist family. Unfortunately, her mother died early, her maternal grandfather was murdered, and even her only uncle joined the army and went to the battlefield, but he had been out of contact for more than ten years.

Only she and her ambitious father remained in this world.

Thinking of that man, Gu An'an's lips curled into a cold smile. If it weren't for that man and his "good sister-in-law" and "good niece," the original owner wouldn't have gone to the hospital after hitting her head, and instead just wrapped the wound with a cloth and went to the textile factory for the exam.

As for Wang Xinghua, who just provoked her, she is an important and vicious female supporting character in the story, who spends her whole life comparing herself to others and harming the original owner of the body.

But none of that matters. Now that she's here, she'll definitely give everything back.

While walking with the group, Gu An'an also observed her surroundings. Although the textile factory was only recruiting two people this time, a quick glance revealed that no fewer than a hundred people had come to take the exam, which was enough to show how tight the job market was in the city.

After all, if you don't have a job, you have to go to the countryside to support rural development, and that's a hardship that not everyone wants to endure. So you can only seize every opportunity to find a job in the city.

Gu An'an felt relieved after receiving the exam paper. Before the apocalypse, she had just graduated with her doctorate, and the questions in front of her were child's play to her.

The final essay needs careful consideration, since there is no such thing as freedom of speech in this era. To stand out, one must keep up with the times, but this is not a problem for Gu An'an.

She wrote furiously, praising the motherland and the Party, exuding a passionate determination to sacrifice her life for the country and the factory.

After half an hour of writing, Gu An'an handed in her paper.

Wang Xinghua was still counting on her fingers when she heard a noise and saw Gu An'an walking confidently toward the door, her eyes full of disbelief.

How long has it been before Gu An'an handed in her paper?

No! She definitely wouldn't hand in a blank paper, she definitely wouldn't.

Even though she kept trying to convince herself, she knew in her heart that the chances of Gu An'an handing in a blank paper were extremely slim. Everyone in the compound knew that Gu An'an had excellent grades, and now she was so panicked that she couldn't even count the numbers on her fingers.

The exam results wouldn't be out until the afternoon, and thinking of her family, Gu An'an didn't plan to go back immediately.

She raised her wrist to look at it, and the dark red peach blossom birthmark on the inside was still there. Gu An'an finally showed her first smile since transmigrating into the book.

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