Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Even if Westerly College didn’t end up in the top ranks, at least people would think that their real powerhouse hadn’t even made a move yet.Mirabella was slightly annoyed, “So, you just want me to be Westerly College’s billboard.”
“Don’t you think it’s a good thing if more outstanding students choose Westerly College? When they graduate and go out into the world, there will be more people to help those in need. Our medical research needs fresh blood to join in”
So she’s old now.
“President Barton, are you in there? Did you hear what I just said?” Andrew knocked on the door cautiously.
The lab door opened, and President Barton, grinning from ear to ear, pushed Mirabella out, “Our top scorer is here. Go on, and make sure you bring back at least a top-three prize this time!”
Mirabella: Did she agree to this?
Just the top three? Was the old man lowering his standards now?? Had his ambition become so small.
Upon hearing ‘top three’, Andrew felt the pressure double. He knew all too well how poorly Westerly College had performed in previous competitions.
They were always eliminated.
Forget about the top three. Even making it to the top eight seemed like a tough task.
The worst part was that he had just been elected student council president and now had to bear this heavy responsibility.
He felt like crying but had to hold it back in front of such a beautiful girl.
On the way to the competition, he introduced himself to Mirabella, “Hi, I’m Andrew, the student council president. I know you’re Mirabella. I’m really glad you’re leading our team today. Thank you.”Seeing his humble and gentle demeanor, Mirabella smiled faintly, “It’s no trouble.”
When she didn’t smile, she exuded a calm aloof aura like a powerful boss.
But when she did smile, it was breathtakingly beautiful.
Andrew was stunned for a good three seconds, then realized he had been staring, and his face turned beet red.
The top scorer was even more approachable and beautiful up close than he had anticipated. How could someone be this stunning?
“This competition is organized by ten universities, divided into two categories: professional and talent competitions.” Andrew quickly diverted his gaze, not daring to look into Bella’s eyes anymore.
Her eyes were mesmerizing and unforgettable like the stars in the night sky.
“Because Summerfield College is the dominant force among these ten universities, the competition will be held in two main halls in Summerfield College, the south hall for professional competition and the north hall for talent competition. Only freshmen are allowed to participate, which means we’ll have to lead two teams to the two competition areas.”
“We’re leading the teams?” Mirabella was somewhat surprised.
“Right, you’re the head captain, and I’m the co-captain.”
Since Andrew was a junior, he naturally had more life experience, so the school felt more comfortable having him as the co-captain.
“Talent competition includes piano, calligraphy, and so on. Professional competition includes medical practical and intellectual duels.”
Mirabella wasn’t very clear about the specific competition procedures and content, only knowing that Mya Dempsey and Joyce Alcott would participate in the medical practical competition.
At that moment, the “Professional Competition Team” and “Talent Competition Team” of Westerly College stood in two separate lines on the field. Seeing Mirabella, they all stretched their voices in a playful, teasing tone, “Hello, Miss top scorer.”
“I wish I were like the top scorer, come and go as I please, and have the freedom to do my own thing.
When will I ever have the power to do that.”
“How does the top scorer study? Can you teach us?”
“Why aren’t you participating in the competition, Miss top scorer?”
Even if she had no notable talents, she could still shine in the professional competition, right?
Mirabella smiled at the people before her, “Do you all have confidence in winning today?”
“Not at all” The crowd purposely dragged out their response, laughing uproariously.
“Be serious!” Andrew controlled the situation from the side, and the merry crowd straightened up again.Indeed, they needed the captain to maintain order.
“This competition takes place once every four years. I believe none of you want to leave with any regrets. Show them your best, and let the other colleges know that we, Westerly College, are not to be underestimated!”
Mirabella continued to cheer them on, saying encouraging words. The crowd was surprised to find that she was more gentle and approachable than they had imagined!
Who said she was aloof and unsociable before??
“Now, let’s head out.”
Summerfield College was not far from here. Mirabella led the way, with two teams following behind her and Andrew.
At this moment, Mya and Joyce squeezed their way up front, each hooking an arm with Mirabella.
“We’ve missed you! Why haven’t you come by in so long! Kelly is always taking leaves, too. It’s so boring in the dorm with just the two of us!”
“Myrna sent another huge package the day before yesterday. It was so big that Joyce and I had to borrow a cart to bring it back to the dorm. It’s something delicious again.”
“Bella, your sister-in-law Myrna really treats you well.”
Since Myrna had visited their dorm before, they knew about her.
Mirabella was somewhat surprised. Myrna sent her food again? And she didn’t even inform her.
Seeing Mya and Joyce getting close to the top scorer, others who were curious about the top scorer or wanted to befriend her also cautiously approached.The two lines turned into a chaotic crowd, some people chattering around Mirabella non-stop and some asking Andrew for his WhatsApp.
On the side of Summerfield College.
To accommodate the competitors from the top ten colleges, the school had cleared out the backstage of the North and South Halls to set up a rest area.
At this time, in the North Hall.
A group of people surrounded Serena, admiring her new dress, jewelry, and shoes, all of which were new products from WN Group.
WN Group was a dark horse that recently emerged with fashionable and innovative designs, becoming the favorite of many socialites, celebrities, and rich girls.
Some people said that QY had met its strongest competitor in history, as WN Group’s popularity was nearly on par with QY’s!
“I’ve seen these earrings before in a high-end boutique, and they’re over $20,000, aren’t they?”
“Those shoes must have set you back $30,000?”
“I know that this dress you’re wearing cost about $120,000. It’s one of a kind in the world”
The WN Group had copied QY’s strategy, producing everything in limited editions, perfectly satisfying the upper class’s desire for unique and extravagant items.
“Let’s not talk about pricing.” Serena elegantly signaled for silence, whispering to those around her, “I wouldn’t want people to think I’m deliberately flaunting my wealth.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd eagerly defended her, raising their voices intentionally.
“No one would think you’re showing off, Serena. You simply have a higher standard of living than most.
Your consideration for others’ feelings shows how kind and gentle you are.”
“Serena, I heard your parents spoil you rotten. Is it true?” Someone gossiped.
After all, she was the youngest of six siblings and the only girl. The rumor that her parents favored her over her brothers was the stuff of envy.
In many traditional families, the outdated preference for sons over daughters was deeply ingrained and quite disgraceful.
“Of course it’s true!” A short-haired girl chimed in. “I bumped into Serena and her mom shopping the other day, and her mom spent millions as if it was nothing. Anything Serena wanted, she got!”
“Seriously? That’s unbelievably extravagant.” The crowd around her was green with envy.“Serena, you are so fortunate! Your mom doesn’t even bat an eyelid, dropping millions on clothes for you!”
“I wish I could have a mom like that. Last time, I spent $500 on a new hairstyle, and my mom complained about the cost for days.”
“I just bought a few new Louis Vuitton bags, and my mom accused me of being reckless.”
Although the amounts these girls discussed seemed extravagant to most, to Serena, it was nothing.
She even found it a bit pitiful.
One long-haired girl said, “Serena, I heard David Collins is your boyfriend. I’m a huge fan. Could you help me get an autographed picture? I’m willing to pay you $1,000!”
“Do you really think Serena needs your money?” Another girl retorted, then quickly linked arms with Serena and said in a coquettish voice, “I have hundreds of David’s autographed pictures, but I can never get tickets to his concerts! Serena, could you help me out? I’m willing to pay ten, even twenty times the price”
“Getting front-row VIP seats at David’s concerts is impossible! They’re sold out in seconds. I swear some people must be sitting on their routers to get them that fast.”
“Serena, I saw Hans in a finance magazine last month, he’s so handsome.
Plus, his age, achievements, and personality are all my dream qualities in a partner! You should introduce me. If he shows any interest, I’ll definitely pursue it. If he’s not into me, or if he asks me to keep my distance, I’ll back off. I wouldn’t want to put you in an awkward situation. Please, help me out!”
The girl who spoke was Rachel, whose family owned a car manufacturing business. Although their cars were aimed at the average worker and usually sold for around $7,000 to $10,000, they made a hugeprofit due to high sales volumes.
Especially their recent launch of a mini electric car series, priced affordably at about $3,000 to $4,000, which had captured the hearts of many young people and mothers, propelling their family to the 13th spot on the Solterra Rich List.
Serena looked at her and suddenly thought, considering their friendship, Rachel would be a much better match for Hans than Molly could ever be!
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