[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-948":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2280498,4460,"Chapter 948: Agreement","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-948",948,"\u003Cp>“Mr. Song!” Zhang Zhonghui looked at Song Ziyi with a serious expression: “We welcome your return to invest in China, but your status as a foreign investor is not a license to act however you please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daring to flirt with female students at a university—whether you’re American or an alien, once you set foot on Chinese soil, you must obey Chinese law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhonghui had not a single ounce of fondness for Song Ziyi. His words earned applause from many, though mostly from the male students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen everything from start to finish; calling it flirting was a stretch, but openly trying to steal someone’s girlfriend right in front of her boyfriend—how brazen could you get?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imagine some so-called elite, a returned overseas Chinese businessman, holding flowers, standing right before you, saying sappy things to court your girlfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How utterly disrespectful of himself—he deserves to be beaten half-dead, and if you don’t do it, you’re just weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can you say such nonsense?” Song Zihui glared angrily at Zhou Anqin: “My brother merely admires you—how could that be called harassment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is China, a land with five thousand years of history and culture,” Zhou Anqin frowned slightly. “Not America, with its two hundred years of history and nothing but pirate culture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every one of them is a gentleman, but the savage pirate genes are woven into their blood—uncivilized, ignorant of propriety, shame, and righteousness…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin had been deeply influenced by her elder brother; her words were razor-sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five thousand years of history and culture? Propriety, shame, righteousness? You Chinese are ignorant and backward—America is the origin of civilization.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Zhou Anqin uttered her “pirate genes” theory, Song Zihui exploded like a cat with its tail stepped on, screaming and flailing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zihui hadn’t realized that rebutting Zhou Anqin would ignite everyone’s fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bullshit!” a male student cursed. “Go back to your civilized American daddy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin, bespectacled boy sneered: “Someone who forgets their ancestors—that’s exactly what you are.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough!” Zhang Zhonghui said. “Come with me to the police station.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Zhou Anqin’s testimony, Song Ziyi knew he was going to take a beating for nothing—and likely face legal trouble too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been back long enough to understand China’s laws, especially the crime of hooliganism, which made him anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need to make a phone call.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that without help, he wouldn’t get through this easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhonghui hesitated, then sighed inwardly and reluctantly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Ziyi’s status meant this matter would inevitably be smoothed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran and Song Ziyi were taken away; naturally, Zhou Anqin, as the party involved, had to go with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Song Zihui was a bit foolish, she silently followed behind when her brother was arrested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right outside the art academy gate stood a phone booth; Song Ziyi made his call, then, with a swollen, pig-like head, was escorted by two officers toward the police station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than an hour later, Zhou Anqin and Liu Ran stepped out of the police station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qin!” Liu Ran grinned and held out the flowers to Zhou Anqin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay away from me,” Zhou Anqin kicked him in the leg and turned away angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran was stunned—just inside the station she’d admitted she was his girlfriend, yet now she’d changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qin!” Liu Ran hurried after her. “Are you mad at me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy suddenly woke up—he wasn’t completely stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin’s face was expressionless. “Why would I be mad at you? Who are you to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran blinked. “You just said you were my girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said that just to help you—otherwise you’d be going to jail,” Zhou Anqin pointed at his nose. “Don’t come to campus looking for me again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran was utterly dumbfounded. Watching Zhou Anqin walk farther away, he chased after her again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qin, your brother promised—if I get into college, he’ll approve of us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin kept walking. “Then wait until you get in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran sprinted ahead and blocked her, panting: “I’m really studying—I took the college entrance exam this year too, but I didn’t do well. Don’t worry, I’ll pass next year, and I’ll apply to schools in Beijing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin stared at him without speaking. He grew increasingly nervous, finally unable to meet her gaze and lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, Zhou Anqin reached out and tugged at his floral shirt, then kicked his plaid pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at what you’re wearing,” she said, pulling again at his permed hair. “I hate men with permed hair.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran stood helplessly, watching Zhou Anqin leave. His hair had been permed before coming to Beijing, his clothes chosen by his close friends—he’d been quite pleased with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined this was exactly what Zhou Anqin hated. But hadn’t he worn the same style before? She’d never complained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Liu Ran felt hopeless, he saw Zhou Anqin return—and take the flowers from his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My dorm is too plain—I’ll take these back to decorate it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran didn’t react at first. Only when Zhou Anqin walked far away again did he burst into a joyful shout, jumping high in place and startling an old woman passing by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crazy!” the old woman cursed, quickening her pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran sprinted after her, and as he passed her, suddenly turned back and grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman rolled her eyes, muttering another curse under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qin!” Liu Ran chased after her. “Wait—I’ll come back next year with my acceptance letter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin sniffed. “If you don’t get in, never come see me again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agreed!” Liu Ran nodded solemnly. “I’ll keep my word—if I get in, I’ll come with the acceptance letter. If I don’t, I’ll never come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deal!” Zhou Anqin extended her pinky finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran extended his own. “Pinky swear—unchanged for a hundred years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Goodbye!” Zhou Anqin waved and turned to walk into the school gate, a faint smile curling at her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Anqin vanish inside the gate, Liu Ran scratched his head, then let out a loud roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will get in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the spirit!” The old woman suddenly appeared before him. “Young man, work hard—if you don’t get in, such a beautiful girl will be snatched away by someone else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ran gave a sincere thanks, glanced once more at the art academy gate, and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression grew steadily more resolute—he had to work hard over the coming year, or he’d lose Xiao Qin forever.\u003C\u002Fp>",1082,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f919b7b28805a230934ad16d96f304a90d90b0094c72331bab787774e1ec0e16","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-949","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-947",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]