Sinful Love (Father-Daughter Relationship) - Chapter 20 of Part 1

Although it had nothing to do with Thor on Mount Olympus, I still answered the questions while daydreaming about the Aegean Sea. The guy behind me started chewing on his pencil. I know some people have quirks when they're thinking, but the crunching sound of his pencil was getting louder and louder, disrupting my train of thought. I said, "Hey, if you're not good enough, don't bother others like that." Thinking there were a few empty seats behind me, I raised my hand to ask to switch seats. A middle-aged female teacher came, and I explained the situation to her, but she just glanced at me without saying anything.
"Teacher, could you please change my seat?"
I whispered again.
"It's the same everywhere!"
She suddenly spoke in a voice an octave higher. The previously quiet examinees all looked up in my direction.
"But there are a few empty seats in the back..."
"Just stay there! If you're good enough, nothing will bother you—or are you trying to sneak a peek at other people's answers!"
She spoke her last sentence loudly, and some people cast disdainful glances at me. I had never been so insulted before—perhaps it was against the rules to ask to change seats during the exam, but did she have to mock me like that? I gripped my pencil tightly, telling myself to stay calm. She was the teacher, this was an exam room, and I was the examinee.
The matter should have ended there, but when the female teacher returned to the front row, she loudly said to another proctor, "These young people nowadays are really something, thinking they can be so arrogant just because they're pretty. Does she think this is her home?"
A mocking chuckle drifted over. My brain was racing. This was the first time in my life I'd experienced discrimination because of my appearance. It seemed there was still so much I didn't understand about this society. Really? Did I need to look at someone else's exam paper? Was asking to change seats a sign of being incompetent?
Then I'll show you what I'm made of!
The exam lasted two hours. I wrote furiously, my brain cells never before cooperating with me so energetically. An hour later, I stood up and, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, placed the exam paper filled with answers in front of that gossipy old woman.
"Teacher, this is my ability, and I believe it will be a perfect score. Also, regarding your earlier request for a role-playing exercise, which you described as having 'impure motives,' please don't make irresponsible statements without any evidence, using your precious mouth that sustains your life. Otherwise, you'll face an order from the Education Bureau—Teacher Feng!"
I pointed to the name tag on her chest and said. She stared at me, mouth agape, as I walked out of the classroom.
That was so much fun!
As soon as I left the exam room, I couldn't help but jump up. I really wanted to shout out all my pent-up frustration right there. Whatever, if we're only talking about the score, it was a flawless exam. The interview is a breeze!
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I spent the day shopping with Li Xin, and the banquet was held at a hotel. My dad wants me to be back before 11:30 at the latest, which is much more lenient than last time.
When Li Xin asked about the exam, I only told her that I saw a young and handsome proctor, but I didn't know where he was from. Li Xin scolded me for being stupid, letting such a good opportunity slip by.
A high-quality product? In my mind, besides my dad, probably no one else deserves that title. However, I still have a pretty good impression of that teacher, because after the attempt to change seats failed, he did seem to want to help me switch, but he seemed to be the youngest person there with the least influence, so in the end, nothing came of it.
If I get to see him during the interview, I should thank him.
This was my first time spending Christmas away from home, and my classmates were all quite boisterous. After dinner, someone suggested going to karaoke, and everyone agreed immediately. I was dragged along too. I suddenly remembered cheering for Ray in an underground band not long ago, and I wondered how things were going between him and Zeng Cong. I only knew that Ray had concert after concert, and he often appeared on TV, but back then I would change the channel because my dad was around, and I had to consider his feelings.
When I passed by the bookstore, I went in and picked out a magazine. I was still thinking about the gift I would give my dad that night when Li Xin tugged at my sleeve and pointed it out to me—the magazine cover featured pictures of me and Ray.
"So cool!"
Li Xin picked up the magazine and couldn't put it down.
It's finally been published, I thought to myself. I'd almost forgotten about it.
"I know you usually have a blank expression, but it's rare to see you capture this feeling in a film."
That's right—I also fell in love with this "self" back then.
I hope my dad doesn't see this.
I prayed silently. The reason I agreed in the first place was because my dad wouldn't read these kinds of magazines, and no one would show them to him unless someone recognized me as the woman in the cover. But I was confident I wouldn't be recognized; the woman on the cover was far more mature than me, with a unique allure that didn't suit my usual self. The fact that Li Xin recognized me meant she understood my "dual personality" all too well.
"Boss, one copy."
She started taking out her money.
"Are you really going to buy it?"
"Of course, this is something to brag about later. When are you going to introduce Ray to me?"
"Anytime is fine."
"Very good. That's kind of you."
Li Xin smiled.
Then I started singing like crazy—oh no! I was so tired from playing that I fell asleep on the sofa in the karaoke room! When I opened my eyes, I only saw the clock pointing to 11 o'clock.

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