Transmigrated as the Female Educated Youth in 1970s
Transmigrated as the Female Educated Youth in 1970s Chapter 83.2

The angrier Jiang Ling became, the happier Lu Hang looked. “By the way, what do you use to shape your eyebrows? I can tell your eyebrows weren’t originally this shape. It’s only after you shaved them that they resemble Jiang Lin’s a bit. But Jiang Lin’s eyebrows are genuinely beautiful—black and long, with no stray hairs, which makes her eyes look so bright and clear. She’s really pretty.”

He had only glanced at her for a moment, but he felt he had enough right to comment.

Jiang Ling was so infuriated that she almost felt like spitting blood.

She swung her hand to slap him, “Who do you think you are?”

Lü Hang lifted a nearby easel and, with a loud “bang,” Jiang Ling’s hand hit the easel hard.

The pain made her feel as if her wrist was breaking.

She let out a cry of pain, and tears streamed down her face.

Lu Hang grinned with a hint of mischief, looking every bit like a rascal.

He had made concessions to Guo Yanqiu, feeling he owed her.

But he didn’t owe Jiang Ling anything, so why should he let her hit him?

He tapped on the easel and said, “Listen up! Stop shamelessly claiming that people in your class look like Jiang Lin. They don’t resemble her at all! Who gave you the right to spread such nonsense? Isn’t this just disgusting!”

Jiang Ling’s face turned pale with anger, and she cried like a wilted pear blossom, unable to utter a word.

The male classmates in the class immediately stood up for her, criticizing Lü Hang, but he was strong and good at fighting, while they were just delicate art students, so they were no match for him.

The female classmates didn’t speak up for her.

Instead, they watched with interest.

After all, Jiang Ling, despite being only average in skill, had received the best resources because of her title as campus beauty.

Who wouldn’t be resentful? Moreover, how she earned that title was unclear to others, and they were not aware of the details.

Since the beginning of the school year, when no one knew Jiang Lin, there were rumors that Jiang Ling looked like the architectural flower of Provincial University but was even more…

While she publicly disliked being compared to Jiang Lin, she privately enjoyed the title and quickly used it to expand her social circle at Provincial University, securing better opportunities.

She maintained the title of “Most Beautiful School Flower” and “Most Beautiful Painter” outside, but her reputation within the class wasn’t very good, except for a few boys who were enthusiastic about her.

Lu Hang clicked his tongue and said to Jiang Ling, “Alright, crying makes you look even less like her. Jiang Lin’s teeth are white and neat, small and particularly cute. Look at your teeth—they’re crooked, with big and small gaps, and they’re yellow!”

“You’re crazy! It’s not Jiang Ling’s fault if she looks similar. Jiang Lin hasn’t complained, so why are you sticking your nose in and fawning over her? Do you know you’re violently harming Jiang Ling?” Several male classmates who sympathized with Jiang Ling scolded him, many of them itching to jump in but not daring to.

Lu Hang replied, “I’ve always been crazy. I never said I’m a good person. And you didn’t get Jiang Lin’s permission to say that this person looks like her. If I don’t think so, I’ll let you know. I’m very, not, happy!”

He pointed at the group of men who wanted to defend Jiang Ling, “Are you blind? If she’s pretty, just say she’s pretty. Compliment her as much as you want, but why do you have to step on Jiang Lin to lift her up? What’s this ‘she looks very much like Jiang Lin, only younger and prettier’? Are you out of your minds? If there’s any comparison to Jiang Lin, I’m making it clear today: if I hear anyone say she’s ‘little Jiang Lin’ or that she looks like Jiang Lin, I’ll stick to that person from morning till night! Everyone, listen up!”

He was displeased when he heard someone say, “Jiang Ling looks very much like Jiang Lin, and even younger and prettier.” He became obstinate and unruly—what else could he do?

Fight if you’re not convinced! I’m not afraid!

Can’t beat Brother Cheng? You soft-shell shrimps won’t be able to either!

The classmates were shocked by his outburst and couldn’t respond for a moment.

Lu Hang snorted disdainfully and looked coldly at Jiang Ling, “Do you think that by wearing the same clothes, having the same braids, shaving your eyebrows, and applying layers of powder to cover your moles and freckles, you’ll turn into Jiang Lin? You’re just copying her poorly!”

He finally used the right idiom, smiled smugly, put his hands in his pockets, and strutted away whistling.

“Rogue, scoundrel! Ah—”

Jiang Ling’s nearly hysterical outburst echoed behind them.

Lu Hang felt he had accomplished something remarkable.

Whistling nonchalantly, he was heading to show off to Guo Yanqiu, wanting to tell her she was right—the Jiang Ling was nothing like Lin Lin.

Guo Yanqiu was already packing up to head back to the dormitory when she saw Lu Hang standing in the hallway with his hands in his pockets, looking like a troublemaker.

She said, “Did you come back from going crazy?”

Lu Hang replied, “How dare I go crazy? I’m afraid you’d turn me into a beehive.”

Guo Yanqiu scoffed, not wanting to talk to him further, and turned to leave, but Lu Hang grabbed her wrist.

Guo Yanqiu said, “Let go of me!”

Lu Hang pulled her into his arms, “Doctor Guo, why are you like this? Back when you held me…”

“Shut up!” Guo Yanqiu pushed him away.

Lu Hang, taking advantage of her momentum, leaned her against the wall and lifted her face to kiss her.

Guo Yanqiu: “!!!”

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became tense.

Just then, Clerk Sun from the next door came out and saw them, shouting, “What are you two doing?”

Lu Hang and Guo Yanqiu replied in unison, “What’s it to you?” Clerk Sun, frustrated, retreated.

Guo Yanqiu, wrapping her arms around Lu Hang’s neck and standing on tiptoe, kissed him again.

While he was lost in the kiss, she bit him hard.

“Ouch, are you a dog or something? Always biting!” Lu Hang winced in pain.

Guo Yanqu snorted, “Bastard.”

She turned and walked away, and Lu Hang caught up with her.

Guo Yanqu asked, “What, are you not going to chase after your Lin Lin or Ling Ling?”

Lu Hang replied, “Why are you talking nonsense? Lin Lin is Brother Cheng’s, and that Jiang Ling doesn’t look like her at all. You’re right. I’ve seen it.”

He felt as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes.

He no longer saw beautiful women as resembling the one he liked.

The Guo Yanqu before him was Guo Yanqu, vivid and lively, and even her angry expression was beautiful.

“Dr. Guo, let’s get married,” he said.

Guo Yanqu was stunned for a moment, stopped, and looked up at him. “What did you say?”

Lu Hang smiled at her, pulled her close, and kissed her, pressing her against the wall, leaving her no chance to retaliate.

Guo Yanqu felt dizzy from the kiss.

When he finally let her go, the dim hallway light reflected in his bright eyes.

“Lu Hang, say that again?”

Lu Hang said, “I remember you wanted to get married before. I think you were quite right. Following your advice seems good, so let’s get married.”

Guo Yanqu suddenly burst into tears.

Lu Hang panicked, “Why, why, why are you crying? What… what did I do wrong?”

Guo Yanqu glared at him, “You say you won’t get married and then suddenly say you will? Do you think you’re an emperor? What do you take me for?”

Lu Hang said, “Wife.”

Guo Yanqu retorted, “Get lost. I have things to do today and need to go home.”

Lu Hang immediately followed her, “I’ll give you a ride. Mom really likes me; she’ll definitely want to keep me for dinner.”

“Full of yourself, how can you be so shameless?” Guo Yanqiu huffed.

Lu Hang said, “You’ve said that before. I turned over a new leaf later, but you wouldn’t forgive me. Now that I’m back to my old ways, it’s still your responsibility.”

Guo Yanqiu retorted, “You want a shot? I’ll make sure it hurts.”

Lu Hang shivered, “My head can be chopped off and blood can flow, but I won’t lose my wife. Do whatever you think is right.” He pursued Guo Yanqiu eagerly, continuously urging her to get married, his impatient manner quite annoying.

Unfortunately, Guo Yanqiu wouldn’t relent, insisting on dating first to see if he was suitable, so as not to end up being disappointed.


Jiang Lin had no idea that Lu Hang had made such a scene again.

In the afternoon, she was in a materials science class, passionately discussing with the teacher about the current standard of building materials.

She reviewed the quality of cement and steel, noting that improvements were needed.

It was necessary to develop reinforced concrete and prefabricated components alongside enhancing cement and steel bars.

She speculated that popularizing prefabricated components was essential, especially for low-rise buildings, as they could be more effective, convenient, safe, and durable.

Her classmates and teacher were very interested in her analysis.

Professor Qi told Jiang Lin, “Tomorrow, I’ll visit the materials factory to speak with the plant manager and technicians to see if we can try producing these prefabricated components.”

After class, Professor Qi left first, and Jiang Lin packed up, planning to take a bus home.

As she was leaving the classroom, a girl in the hallway suddenly rushed up and pushed her roughly, “Move out of the way!”

Caught off guard, Jiang Lin stumbled and crashed into the railing. She quickly reached out to brace herself against it to avoid hitting her stomach directly.

Nearby classmates saw this and rushed over in a panic, worried for her safety.

This teaching building was relatively small; classrooms were on the south side, and a hallway with waist-high brick walls served as a railing on the north side.

The safety of such buildings was poor, and roughhousing in the hallway could easily lead to accidents.

A sudden, forceful push like that was particularly dangerous.

Jiang Lin saw the girl dart into the classroom and assumed she was trying to claim a seat.

She frowned and called out, “Hey, watch where you’re going!”

The girl had already reached the podium, slapped the desk, and shouted, “Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin!”

As she shouted, she plastered a large sheet of doodled paper over the classroom blackboard, “Jiang Lin, come out. Don’t hide behind the scenes like a coward. Let a man stand up for you!”

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