Su Xiyue looked up.
At a glance, I saw myself entering the lake.
In her previous life, she was illiterate, was deceived into having her fingerprints pressed, and ended up sinking into the pond.
In this life, she behaves like a scumbag in the senior year of high school, ranked last, and has no hope of getting a bachelor's degree.
——Until she saw the photo on her desk.
The person in the photo is wearing a white shirt and standing in front of the Beijing University Library.
She knew that face.
In the previous life, it was this person who sat in the bright yellow curtain and glanced at her across the sea of people.
She vowed to marry him.
Then died in the lake.
Now, his name is Xiao Yi, a sophomore at Peking University and the dream lover of all the girls in the school.
And she, ranked last in her grade, was still 200 points away from Beijing University.
Su Xiyue stared at the photo and slowly tightened her grip on the pen.
I was illiterate in my previous life.
In this life——
She wants to take the exam at Beijing University.
For a person who has died once, getting into college is more difficult than becoming a queen.
But so what?
She even climbed out of the lake.
