Sun Yu's bedroom was a scene of confusion at the moment; Zhang Ke, who had come to participate in the competition, was completely bewildered. Today, he was in a rather good mood, having changed into new clothes and shoes for the competition. Although he didn't harbor much hope of winning any prizes, it was still a relatively high-end affair, not something just anyone could participate in. Considering even a prodigy like Liu Jiamin was competing, Zhang Ke found some solace in the thought: losing to her wouldn't be a disgrace.
But his good mood evaporated the moment the elevator doors opened on the 11th floor. First, he tried to flatter Sun Yu, only to have the latter start lamenting his poverty. Damn it, when people talk about being poor it's usually just an exaggeration, but you, you're actually crying over it!
