Take Whatever You Can Win at the Ring Toss, but Who Said You Could Carry Off the Campus Belle?

A million completed romance novels worth of experience. Pick mine to read, it's super sweet. [Campus] [Showbiz] [Daily Romance] [Gap Moe] Romance-focused System with a secondary Showbiz focus After being reborn, Shen Nian planned to reach the pinnacle of life by raising a girlfriend. After careful consideration, he chose the poor campus belle. He saw the shopkeeper's aunt running a game: win a prize with a ring toss and take it home. Shen Nian: “If I get a ring around it, I can take it home?” The campus belle: “Mm-hmm.” The next moment, the campus belle touched the ring hanging crookedly on her head. Shen Nian charged in, picked up the poor campus belle, and ran off with her. The campus belle: “Guys, anyone else know what it's like to work yourself right out of a job?” Who would have guessed that the campus belle, who seemed cool and aloof on the surface, was actually a clingy, lovesick green tea girl in private, sticking to Shen Nian every day? “Your ex-girlfriend really didn't know how to cherish you, big brother. I'm the one who can't bear to lose you.” “You've ignored me for an hour and five minutes. You're off looking for your purple-haired little sister, aren't you!” Shen Nian: “The purple-haired little sister is a song!” “This is the sixteenth time this month I've threatened to hang myself... because you don't care about me.” Shen Nian: “All because I walked past the set without saying hi to you?” “I'm clingy because I feel insecure. We just need to get married.” Watching the campus belle spend every day in relationship advice livestreams, learning romance tips, Shen Nian could only sigh. “If nothing else works, should I find you a job?” But the campus belle, who had spent a year using her poverty to keep herself on Shen Nian's radar, turned around, pulled out several bank cards, and said with a pout, “I really don't want to struggle anymore, but you said you liked poor girls, so I got a job.” “You can stop singing, too. I'll keep you, pretty boy. Why suffer out there when you can choose me? I'm super sweet, the kind that comes with insulin on hand!”