"I wouldn’t dare have an opinion, not soone I can ss with."
She’s the Lanya Group’s darling—do us "ordinary students" even dare voice objections?
Back in middle school, there had been cases of Shen You’an being "bullied," but in every instance, the teachers unconditionally sided with her, and the other party was expelled without question.
No matter what kind of prestigious family or background you hailed from, it was all useless—Lanya Group simply didn’t care.
As a result, they could only gossip enviously behind her back; no one dared provoke her face to face.
"Xiangge, do you know what’s the story with that Gu student?"
Qin Xiangge elegantly cut her steak, answering without lifting her head, "Does it have anything to do with ?"
Lii Yinyin laughed awkwardly. "Then forget it, pretend I didn’t ask."
"By the way, how was your sumr break? I saw on your Instagram that you went abroad."
"Yeah, took a trip around Europe, and dropped by the Royal Art Academy to visit Master Ferna."
Ferna, an internationally renowned piano maestro and lifeti honorary professor at the Royal Art Academy.
That’s the ultimate temple for all art students.
It was no surprise that with Qin Xiangge’s exceptional achievents, plus Master Ferna’s recomndation, her acceptance to the Royal Art Academy was practically guaranteed.
"I suppose if I want to hear your performances in the future, it’ll have to be in the Vienna Golden Hall."
Qin Xiangge smiled as she effortlessly pierced a piece of dium-rare steak and brought it to her mouth.
Her every gesture exuded sophistication and grace.
Several boys around them shot frequent glances in her direction, but Qin Xiangge’s indifference only added to her ethereal charm.
Lii Yinyin’s eyes revealed envy. "Xiangge, how wonderful, you already have such a clear goal. Unlike —I still haven’t decided whether to study abroad or stay in the country."
Lanya’s graduates had a rather high rate of going abroad; those who stayed mostly ended up in one of the two top universities in the country, Huaqing or Jing University.
And those who went abroad... well, they could basically pick from the world’s elite universities. Few of these overseas graduates returned.
Students like Qin Xiangge, who chose to pursue an artistic path, were exceedingly rare. To enter the Royal Art Academy was even more challenging than the top academic institutions—it required a one-in-a-million, even one-in-several-million level of artistic talent. Not to ntion, Qin Xiangge sohow managed to excel academically as well, consistently ranking in the top ten, making her an even more terrifying presence than Shen You’an.
Of course, though Shen You’an was currently on top, making all these proud young ladies quite displeased, everyone knew deep down that this was temporary. Once you stepped out of the campus, class—sothing Shen You’an, no matter how hardworking or brilliant, could never transcend—was unavoidable.
At best, she’d end up as nothing more than a puppet controlled by Lanya Group.
If you fully understand this, there’s no need to waste ti competing with soone like her for montary pride.
"Perhaps studying abroad is better. The overseas environnt tends to be more liberal, and it offers more options, doesn’t it?"
Qin Xiangge calmly gave her advice.
Lii Yinyin’s gaze shifted past Qin Xiangge’s shoulder, landing on the restaurant’s entrance.
Without even turning her head, Qin Xiangge could tell from the students’ reactions around her.
It must be that Shen You’an had just walked in.
"Hey, Ren Chong, snap out of it! Look at you—pathetic. I really wonder if there’s sothing wrong with your eyes. Maybe it’s ti to visit the ophthalmologist?"
Zhu Ci seed exasperated. Qin Xiangge was the school beauty—liking her was perfectly rational.
But Shen You’an? Skinny as a twig, plain-looking, no charm to speak of apart from her grades—what was there to admire?
Ren Chong rolled his eyes at him. "What do you understand about it? I admire strength—is that any of your business? You’re into Qin Xiangge? Go confess your feelings already! Don’t try to morally police ."
"Oh, who’s pining over our glamorous Qin and too scared to confess?" Gao Yuyue chid in as she walked by with her tray, seizing the chance to throw in so sarcastic remarks.
Her aningful gaze landed squarely on Zhu Ci.
Zhu Ci instantly exploded. "Gao Yuyue, if you kept your mouth shut, no one would mistake you for a mute."
Gao Yuyue looked down at Zhu Ci dismissively. "Zhu Ci, you’re not the police of the Pacific Ocean, stick to your own business. Admit it—you’re just afraid to confess, aren’t you? Qin the beauty has pretty high standards; she wouldn’t even give you a second glance. Best you keep your misplaced self-awareness."
With that, she turned away, leaving Zhu Ci fuming as he slamd the table in frustration.
"Whoever marries her in the future is in for eight lifetis of bad luck."
Wang Chiru quietly interjected, "That’s really none of your concern."
After a pause, he added, "I feel like your perspective is a bit narrow-minded and extre. Qin’s excellence is undeniable, but not liking her doesn’t an soone has poor taste. Shen, on the other hand, is intelligent, kind, and disciplined—she has a lot of admirable qualities, and anyone would be justified in liking her. That said, us sitting here and debating two girls like this is pretty uncivilized of us. I’ll reflect on myself." With that, he fell silent and returned to eating.
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