Back at Nineteen, I'm Done Being a Simp!

“Lin Mo, you can’t even bring me a warm bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee. If you can’t handle a little thing like that, what makes you think you can pursue me?”

Lin Mo, a 35-year-old investment banking mogul, opens his eyes and finds himself back in the second semester of his senior year of high school in 2009.

He looks at the aloof campus beauty before him, her face full of disdain.

He doesn’t offer a groveling apology like he did in his previous life.

Instead, he snatches up the cold congee and the bun with its broken crust. To the shock of the whole class, he polishes them off in two bites and lets out a loud burp right there in front of everyone.

“You’re right, it’s cold. Good thing I didn’t let you eat it. I’d have wasted my two yuan and fifty cents.”

Lin Mo grabs his schoolbag and moves to the very back corner of the classroom without looking back, taking a seat beside the “ugly duckling” who wears thick black-rimmed glasses and always keeps her head down.

In this life, to hell with the campus beauty. Whoever wants to be her doormat can have the job!

All he wants is to use his adult intelligence to crush the college entrance exams, become the top scorer in the province, and make up for his regrets from his previous life.

Until one day.

Annoyed by his deskmate’s thick black-rimmed glasses, Lin Mo buys a little silver hair clip for five yuan at the school gate and boldly pins back her heavy hair.

The seal is broken. Her pure, peerless beauty stuns the entire school!

At that moment, the campus beauty panics.

There are no outlandish billionaire antics involving tens of millions, no tired displays of luxury cars and yachts.

Just two-yuan Morning Light pen refills, fifty-cent ice cream bars, a faint glow during a power outage at evening study hall, and the creaking back seat of a bicycle in the summer night breeze.

Back in 2009.

The future is unwritten. You and I could both be dark horses!