Diplomat female lead VS high-ranking male lead.
A modern rich second-generation transmigrates into a novel set in the seventies, becoming the cheating ex-wife who abandoned the high-ranking m...
Dust filled the air on the street, and people came and went, exuding a vibrant energy. As the new year passed, it seemed that many things had quietly changed.
Accompanied by Song Yan and her mother, Wen Ruan arrived at Tsinghua University. The campus was not much different from what she remembered from her travels in her previous life. The ancient teaching buildings looked solemn and quiet in the sunlight, and the trees that could be seen everywhere on campus were sprouting layers of tender green with the arrival of spring.
"Which department are you in, classmate? I'll take you to the corresponding teacher to register." A group of senior students welcoming new students at the entrance saw Wen Ruan and their eyes lit up. After so long, they finally saw such a beautiful junior girl and they all spoke up.
Her skin was as white as snow, and she wore a black coat, which made her even more charming. She smiled at the man beside her, her smile was charming and her eyes were filled with a deep and moving light, adding a touch of gentleness and tranquility.
"Hello, I'm Wen Ruan from the Department of International Relations." Wen Ruan smiled and nodded.
One of the boys rushed forward and, upon seeing her, couldn't help but gasp. Wow, he had already noticed from afar that this junior was quite pretty and had a very outstanding temperament, but he didn't expect her to be even more captivating up close. He couldn't help but become even more enthusiastic.
Just as he was about to reach out and take the few pieces of luggage from Wen Ruan's hands, Song Yan strode forward and blocked his movement. "Excuse me, classmate, could you please lead the way?"
The boy awkwardly withdrew his hand and led Wen Ruan and the others to register.
When Wen Ruan was registered, the teacher in charge of new student registration in the Department of International Relations was very enthusiastic after hearing her name. She kept talking to the teachers from other departments around her, with a hint of pride in her tone: "This is Wen Ruan, a new student in our department. She is not only the top scorer in Beijing, but also the top scorer in the national college entrance examination."
This made the other teachers look at Wen Ruan with burning eyes, wishing they could snatch her away from their own department.
Upon seeing this, the teacher in charge of registration quickly instructed Wen Ruan that as a top student, she could go to the dormitory management center to collect a set of bedding and daily necessities, and then urged her to go to the dormitory to pack, as a class meeting was scheduled for tomorrow.
This year, the Department of International Relations seems to have come up with some interesting ideas, attracting top scorers and runners-up from Beijing's college entrance examination to apply. This has made the heads and teachers of other departments quite envious.
This year is different from previous years. This is the first batch of students admitted since the resumption of the college entrance examination. The quality of development of this group of students will have a significant impact on subsequent admissions. The entire department attaches great importance to the outstanding students recruited.
After Wen Ruan said goodbye to the teacher in charge of registration, the senior student was very enthusiastic and prepared to take her to the dormitory building. Song Yan took the initiative to step forward and thank her, saying, "No need, I know where the dormitory area is. We can go there ourselves. Thank you."
Before the boy could respond, Song Yan led the way with his things, unable to bear seeing other men being so attentive to Wen Ruan...
Wen Ruan thanked her senior and then followed...
When they arrived at the dormitory, there was already someone in the room, unpacking their things. Wen Ruan took the initiative to go up and greet them.
"Hello, I am Wen Ruan, a freshman in the Department of International Relations."
"Hello... I... I'm Zhao Xiaohong, also a freshman in the Department of International Relations." Zhao Xiaohong was a little shy, her face full of unease, as if she was a little nervous, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, and she responded in a low voice.
Seeing this, Wen's mother and Song's mother also stepped forward to help greet her, and took out a lot of pastries that they had specially bought before coming from their pockets and handed them to Zhao Xiaohong.
"Girl, try this pastry. You'll all be in the same dormitory from now on, so please look after each other," said Mother Wen.
Zhao Xiaohong felt very embarrassed and waved her hand in refusal, saying, "Auntie, no need, thank you..."
Wen's mother didn't give Zhao Xiaohong a chance to refuse and stuffed it directly into her hand.
"Girl, take this quickly. I bought a lot; there's enough for the whole dorm. Once they all arrive, Ruanruan will distribute it to them..."
Zhao Xiaohong found it really hard to refuse, so she had no choice but to accept it, planning to give Wen Ruan a gift in return next time she had the chance.
Wen Ruan couldn't help but admire her mother, the women's director, for her social skills; in such a short time, she had managed to get a clear understanding of Zhao Xiaohong's situation.
It turns out she came from a rural area in Sichuan Province. Her parents favored boys over girls when she was young, and she had an only son, a younger brother. Her parents focused all their attention on her brother.
After the family separated, he worked at home every day and still didn't have enough to eat, so he didn't go to school when he reached the appropriate age.
One night, her grandmother dreamed that Zhao Xiaohong would be successful and get into university. So her grandmother took the initiative to go to her home and take her out, and started to support her to go to school. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaohong lived up to expectations and was always among the top students in her class.
It was precisely because of this that Grandma Zhao became even more determined to pursue her dream and treated Zhao Xiaohong better and better. Gradually, Zhao Xiaohong's life began to take shape, until she finally came to university.
She became the only and first local villager in her brigade, excluding the educated youth, to be admitted to a university, and to one of the top universities in the country.
Even the travel expenses to come to school this time were collected penny by penny by everyone in the brigade, which was extremely difficult.
When the university admission notices were first issued, the parents even inquired whether the spot could be changed to be given to her younger brother. Fortunately, this was the college entrance examination, which was different from the previous system of recommending workers, peasants and soldiers for college admission. All the procedures were very strict, so the matter was dropped.
Wen's mother and Song's mother felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. They wondered what those parents were thinking, how could they treat such a good child like this? Their eyes were filled with affection as they looked at Zhao Xiaohong, and they invited her to come home for dinner with Wen Ruan whenever she had free time.
Zhao Xiaohong was deeply moved. Sometimes strangers or people she wasn't very familiar with would give her warmth, but people with whom she had a deep blood relationship could easily hurt her.
After they finished talking, Song Yan had already made the bed, wiped down the bed, cabinets, and desk, and then went to the dormitory management center to collect the necessary supplies after telling the three of them.
Zhao Xiaohong assumed that was Wen Ruan's brother and said with a hint of envy, "Wen Ruan, your brother is so good to you!"
Wen Ruan smiled and said, "He is not my biological brother, but my husband."
Song Yan had just forgotten to bring the receipt issued by the teacher when he registered, and he went back to his dormitory to get it. He happened to hear this and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
After Song Yan brought the things back and tidied up the dormitory room, he planned to take Wen Ruan to Tsinghua University to familiarize herself with the campus, and also take Wen Ruan's mother and Song's mother to stroll around the school and buy some things they needed.
The official start of the semester is the day after tomorrow. There's a class meeting tomorrow night. Wen Ruan plans to stay at school for the next few days to get to know her roommates. After the class meeting, she'll ask her advisor if she can apply for day student status...