Chen Jieyu came from a place that was both small and poor.
The first time she arrived in Hang City, she swore she would stay here and break free from her complicated and painful original family.
Everything about her was indeed carefully crafted by herself, whether it was her exquisite attire or that petty bourgeois lifestyle. The visible composure was nothing more than a disguise for the sensitivity and inferiority deep inside her heart. It was also a cover for her ambition and urgency to blend into the big city and escape her past social class.
The freshman before her, though, was completely different.
He was really good at putting on a show, and he did it quite blatantly.
Don't bother persuading me, teacher. My main selling point is being impervious to persuasion, and in my spare time, I still manage to act pretentious.
What are the hidden benefits of being a class committee? It's just some honor and a little... cash?
Can you see it? I really do have some filthy money!
