To avoid inheriting the family conglomerate, I endured my teacher's blatant favoritism. To avoid an arranged marriage with another wealthy heir, I endured bullying from certain classmates. Until, that is, the bully stole my guaranteed university admission. I instantly stopped acting. At the pre-exam assembly, I took the stage as the representative of the board of directors. The principal fell to his knees on the spot. 1 I made a bet with my parents. As long as I could secure a guaranteed admission spot on my own merit, I wouldn't have to follow the path of a corporate heiress and could choose a life I loved. To achieve the freedom I desired, I burned the midnight oil and studied like my life depended on it. In the final joint exam before the college entrance exam... I didn't let myself down; I ranked first in the entire city. But the admission spot that should have been mine was given to my homeroom teacher's daughter, Chloe Chen. I couldn't hold back anymore. I stood up from my seat. "Teacher, I was the one who ranked first in this joint exam!" My voice was resonant and powerful, without a trace of my usual feigned weakness. My homeroom teacher, Mrs. Chen, probably didn't expect such a big reaction from me. After all, over the past semester... There were so many times she had controlled things single-handedly. The class monitor was supposed to be elected by votes. She still gave the position to Chloe. The top scorer of the midterms was supposed to give the speech at the assembly. She still gave the speech opportunity to Chloe. These were all trivial honors; I didn't care who Mrs. Chen gave them to. So I never argued with her. But now, this was my guaranteed admission spot! She dared to openly give it to Chloe? Mrs. Chen clicked her tongue slightly, a flash of coldness crossing her face, before saying amiably in front of the whole class, "I was quite surprised too, but this admission spot for Harvard was designated for Chloe Chen by the university itself." I stared into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure Harvard specifically designated Chloe for admission?" Mrs. Chen felt a chill under my gaze, her lips moving slightly. "I said yes, so of course it is." Chloe also stood up from the best seat in the classroom, retorting angrily, "Lily Vance, is it so hard to admit others are excellent? Harvard values my extensive extracurricular experience, so they specifically asked for me. Look at yourself. Besides good grades, you have no hobbies or interests. Why would they want a nerd?" A nerd? Me? Heh! I've been learning violin, piano, ballet, ice hockey, speed skating, and golf since I was little. I've reached the top professional levels in all of them. Not to mention my specialty, martial arts. I'm a nationally certified first-class female martial artist! And what Chloe learned were just interest classes paid for with a little money... Let alone professional level, she probably wasn't even qualified to take the grading exams. With her half-baked skills, Harvard would specifically ask for her? What a joke. I didn't speak. I directly took out the phone I rarely used. Spent three seconds finding the number for the Harvard Admissions Office. Spent another three seconds dialing it. Three seconds later, it connected. I turned on the speakerphone and asked in front of all my classmates, "Hello, is this the Harvard Admissions Office?" The moment the call connected, Mrs. Chen and Chloe glared at me. 2 "Yes, this is the Harvard Admissions Office. How can I help you?" I asked word by word, "May I ask how many guaranteed admission spots your school has given to Hua Xin First High School this year?" The person replied, "One." "Are you sure?" "Of course. Based on Hua Xin First High's past performance, our school didn't intend to give them any spots. But this year is special. A student from Hua Xin ranked first in the city in this joint exam. After discussion, we gave the spot to this student." "Then may I ask, is this student named Chloe Chen?" The person hesitated. I heard the sound of a mouse clicking on a computer. Then they replied, "No, it's Lily Vance." When my name came out of the phone, the whole class went into an uproar. All the students' eyes were fixed on Mrs. Chen and Chloe's faces. And the voice from the Harvard Admissions Office continued. He said, "This student, Lily Vance, not only ranked first in total score in this joint exam but also ranked first in every subject. Especially in the final bonus question in Physics, she used a theory recently proposed by international physicists to solve it, which shocked our grading teachers. That's why Harvard specially named Lily Vance for admission from Hua Xin First High." "Thank you, teacher. Thank you for Harvard's recognition." "You? You are Lily Vance?" The voice on the other end became excited. "Did you already know you were admitted to Harvard, so you called to verify? Haha, we were actually afraid you wouldn't come..." "No," I interrupted him. Then, I explained, "My homeroom teacher said the Harvard admission spot was designated for a student named Chloe Chen. They said Harvard values overall quality more, and wouldn't look at a nerd like me who only knows how to study." The person was surprised. "Chloe Chen? Who is that? Harvard never intended to recruit this student. Besides... this name seems to have been disqualified from the joint exam for cheating!" Mrs. Chen and Chloe's faces were already beet red. Especially Chloe. As arrogant as she was just now, she was that ashamed now. But she was still quibbling, "He's lying! I-I didn't cheat! I didn't..." The classmates looked at each other, and various voices arose. "It's one thing for Mrs. Chen to favor Chloe usually, but daring to openly steal an admission spot is shameless enough." "Cheater. If someone like that can be admitted to Harvard, Harvard must be blind." "Exactly. What is Chloe? If she weren't the teacher's daughter, she'd be nothing." "Disgusting. If Chloe really got the Harvard admission, I'd report it to the Education Bureau immediately. There's no justice." Whispers ran rampant. I wasn't sure if the person on the phone heard them. But his voice clearly became serious. He said, "Student Lily Vance, as an admissions officer, I promise you today that no one can take away your admission qualification. If they do, then that person, and the student you mentioned who was 'admitted,' will definitely receive appropriate punishment." "Okay, thank you." The call ended. I looked at Mrs. Chen again. Mrs. Chen couldn't keep her composure, but the class was still going on. With so many eyes watching her, she could only bite the bullet and say, "Lily, there might be some misunderstanding here. What's yours is definitely yours. I'll clarify with the school later. Maybe I read it wrong." "Really? My name doesn't look like Chloe Chen's." I narrowed my eyes. Mrs. Chen coughed lightly twice. "Maybe I heard it wrong." I didn't let this opportunity go and pressed on, "Heard it wrong, huh? Then why don't you just leave the mistake as is?" Mrs. Chen was stunned. "W-what do you mean leave it as is?" I smiled and said, "I don't want this admission spot anymore. Give it to whoever you want! Anyway..." anyone other than me who gets the spot will be punished accordingly! 3 Mrs. Chen immediately understood what I meant. She was startled, her face changing color. "Lily, don't cause trouble!" Cause trouble? Who caused trouble first? Weren't you quite self-righteous at the beginning? Weren't you lying without blushing or skipping a beat? I sneered and ignored her. I simply picked up my schoolbag and walked out. Mrs. Chen shouted from behind, "Lily Vance, if you leave here today, don't even think about coming back!" Come back? Unless you kneel and beg me! Chloe looked at me resentfully, gritting her teeth hard. As I walked out the classroom door, I saw her mouth shape seem to say: "Bitch, I'm going to kill you"! Chloe's mother was the homeroom teacher. Chloe's father was the school principal. Chloe's arrogance was entirely due to the contributions of these two. I was actually a little expectant to see how Chloe would "kill" me! I walked out of the school without looking back. In a short while, I arrived home. This was a two-bedroom apartment I bought casually with my pocket money. Because I moved in hastily, I directly used the old furniture left by the previous family. The whole house looked small and old, but it had a strong family atmosphere. After taking a shower, I lay in bed and received a call from my dad. "My darling baby, do you miss me?" "I miss you." Then I asked, "Dad, aren't you in Siberia discussing nuclear energy supply with their king? How do you have time to call me?" "Oh, we ran into a technical problem, so I wanted to ask you." Then, my dad handed the phone to the project's technical staff. It took the technician half an hour to explain their problem clearly. I thought about it carefully and checked a certain detail with him. He suddenly exclaimed, "Right, that's it! I didn't notice the parameter in this place, that's why the problem occurred. Oh my god, Miss Vance, you are a genius!" "Uh..." I didn't know how my two sentences touched him. But anyway, the problem was solved. After the conversation with the technician ended, my dad asked about my life. I sighed slightly and said, "Dad, life for ordinary people is really restricted everywhere. I suddenly understand why Shawn was like that back then." Shawn was the child of our family's servant. He was upright and smart. I could see almost all the beautiful qualities of humanity in him. But such a well-behaved and sensible child was eventually forced to jump from the 30th floor. Shawn... Thinking of him always made me a bit sad. He once said that if I hadn't grown up in such a family, I would be like him, only able to suffer the injustice of this world. And the reason I chose this experience was to verify the injustice Shawn spoke of, to see to what extent it could be unfair. "If you want to give up experiencing the life of ordinary people, Dad has no objection. Dad just wants his baby to be happy. Shawn's case was just an exception; you don't need to prove anything for this society." I nodded. After hanging up, I prepared to rest for a while. But messages from the class group chat kept bombarding my phone. I opened the group, intending to mute it. But I found they were discussing my stolen admission spot. Through my classmates' chat, I learned that after I left school, the teachers from the Harvard Admissions Office came with leaders from the Education Bureau. They threw a huge temper tantrum in the principal's office. And they pointed out that if it wasn't me being admitted, Harvard wouldn't accept anyone who got the spot. As for Chloe, who replaced me this time, she was blacklisted by Harvard. The Harvard Admissions Office would never allow a student who cheated to enter the school. This was the first time Harvard University had targeted a student with such fanfare. "Harvard is the top of the Ivy League. If Harvard doesn't want Chloe, other colleges definitely won't want her either. Chloe's parents have accompanied her to the end of the road for the college entrance exam." "Hehe, she usually struts around, wishing she could walk sideways in school. This time she ran into a tough one in Lily." "To be fair, it's because Lily has real skills. A robber who only knows how to snatch deserves this ending." Watching these messages, the knot in my heart loosened a bit. Just then, I received a call from an unknown number. I hesitated for a moment and answered. I heard Mrs. Chen's voice on the other end: "Student Lily, um, can you come to the principal's office now? We... we have something to discuss with you..." I chuckled lightly: "Teacher, didn't you tell me not to go back?" Mrs. Chen choked, then lowered her voice: "Lily, you know I'm your teacher. Come back quickly, or you'll be waiting for..." I didn't wait for her to continue. I hung up the phone with a "snap." Then I blocked the number and went to sleep. They were already being roasted over the fire, yet they were still so arrogant in front of me. If I continued to spoil them, I would really be letting down the classmates who spoke up for me. 4 When I woke up again. It was already dark outside. The messages in the group had scrolled to 999+. I opened the messages and skimmed through them. It said that Mrs. Chen and the principal both received punishments from the Education Bureau. Mrs. Chen was fired. The principal was demoted. And the Harvard Admissions Office was looking everywhere for my address, determined to give me an explanation. It was also at this time that I noticed hundreds of missed calls on my phone. Mostly from unknown numbers. I guessed there should be calls from the Harvard admissions teachers in there. Just as I was about to call the admissions office proactively, another call came in. I answered, and the other party asked if I was Lily Vance. I gave an affirmative answer. "I'm very sorry, Student Lily. I am the director of the Harvard Admissions Office. I know this incident has hurt you greatly. We would like to meet with you to see if there is anything we can do to make it up to you." I have to say, Harvard is truly magnanimous. A few sentences made me feel embarrassed. After some pleasantries, I agreed to their request to meet. We agreed to meet at a restaurant near my apartment complex. I tidied myself up and headed over, not realizing anything was wrong. Until I walked into the restaurant. The restaurant was empty. Several female delinquents walked out from the back kitchen holding iron rods. I frowned and became alert. Then, I saw Chloe hiding in the crowd. I realized that the phone call just now was a lie from Chloe. Chloe said to the blonde leader, "Sister Ma, it's this damn girl who caused my parents to be reported. Teach her a lesson. My parents will definitely get you the high school diploma you want. Whether you want to continue school or go out to work, it will be useful." At this moment, I had already pressed the recording button on my phone. Successfully recorded what Chloe said. The person called Sister Ma glanced at Chloe disdainfully: "Your parents have stepped down. Are you sure you can get me a diploma?" Chloe said firmly: "Of course. Even if my parents stepped down, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Without power, they still have money. Did you forget when you messed with Shawn? Whatever amount you said, my parents sent it to your house. This diploma is a small matter. Besides, even if I can't get the diploma, I won't short you on the money. Ten thousand dollars takes a long time to earn by working." Sister Ma listened, her expression moved, and the iron rod in her hand moved up and down. And I focused on the name they mentioned... Shawn. I narrowed my eyes and asked: "What do you have to do with Shawn?" Sister Ma sneered: "What else? Didn't we drive him to death?" Chloe tilted her head back, with the pleasure that I was about to meet my doom: "Shawn won first prize in the Math Olympiad and got a guaranteed admission to Harvard. I asked him to give the spot to me, but he refused and proved his will with death. So I could only fulfill his wish. But he didn't die further away; he had to jump from my building. Bad luck... caused my house price to drop by a million." Chloe walked out from the crowd, arms crossed, proud as a peacock. "Do you want to know how Shawn was driven to death by us? We, well, dragged him into the toilet every day after school, sprayed him with cold water, slapped him, pricked him with needles. I even asked Sister Ma to find thugs to force themselves on him. Shawn was good-looking; some perverts like his delicate skin." She sized up my face. Then she said to me: "Your face looks ugly at first glance, but looking closely, your features seem even more correct than Shawn's. Maybe throwing you to those thugs would let them have a good time too!" Listening to her voice, I had already clenched my fists. I had an impulse to tear her mouth apart. "Your phone is recording, right?" Chloe looked at me and smiled. A seventeen-year-old girl looked like a devil at this moment. She reached out and took my phone from my pocket, saw the recording interface, and laughed wildly and arrogantly. "Want to take this to the police station? Hahaha, dream on!" She casually smashed the phone on the ground, shattering it into pieces. I slowly raised my eyes and looked at the person who had been bullying me all along. She stole the speech hosting spot, the Math Olympiad qualification, the honors that belonged to me... I didn't care. Because those medals and trophies already filled a wall in my home. Having more would just take up space. But not only did she feel no guilt towards me, she wanted to suppress me to death because of her dominance. She said in front of classmates that I was promiscuous; I ignored it. She said my family were garbage-picking paupers; I didn't bother to argue. She said I started getting plastic surgery at a young age; I found it laughable. Even this time, when she snatched my admission spot, I just treated her as a stupid clown. She shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have let me know the truth about Shawn's jump. So, it was she and Sister Ma who drove Shawn to death.
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