A higher-dimensional incarnation, starting by leveraging the stars.

Chapter 52: Don't fight amongst yourselves, crush your opponents.

Lin Wanqing was very angry and frustrated.

She's been having a really tough time lately.

Very bad luck.

Since her true identity was revealed, everything around her has begun to change inexplicably.

At first, people were just a little envious of her background, but as time went by, the sentiment gradually changed, and all sorts of rumors began to circulate, including some malicious speculations.

Now, of the four people in the dormitory, only Su Xiaoran still maintains her original relationship with her. The other two have intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from her. In class, in the college, and even when walking on the street, she can always feel that other people are looking at her more and more strangely from time to time.

Of course, most importantly, her family background did not give her any advantage in her studies; on the contrary, it became an obstacle...

All of this stemmed from a fierce competition within the library, and from Hu Biao's big mouth.

So when Hu Biao walked into the "Guanlan" coffee shop, he saw Lin Wanqing sitting in a booth by the window, her little face sullen and angry, with Su Xiaoran beside her, arms crossed, her expression also somewhat helpless.

Seeing Hu Biao approach, Lin Wanqing immediately glared at him, her eyes reddening slightly.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

"What's wrong? How dare you ask!" Lin Wanqing said irritably, "You've been spouting nonsense in the library, and I haven't had a moment's peace since!"

"I'm an honest person, I never talk nonsense..."

"Shut up," Su Xiaoran said irritably. "You're the one who caused all this trouble, and you still have the nerve to brag about yourself here."

"What exactly happened?"

Hu Biao was somewhat confused.

"What's going on at the academy!" Su Xiaoran spoke up before Lin Wanqing could, "It's all because you exposed Wanqing's family background, so now there are a lot of rumors..."

More than ten minutes later, Hu Biao understood.

This is really his fault.

It was he who exposed Lin Wanqing's background in the library. At first, it didn't seem like a big deal, but as time went on, Lin Wanqing's situation became somewhat difficult.

The reason for this was the design exhibition of freshmen's works at their college this year.

It was originally just a routine activity to assess the design skills of new students, and it didn't have much impact. However, after Lin Wanqing submitted her work, all sorts of rumors started circulating. Some said that with Lin Wanqing's background, her work would definitely have won first prize if she had just participated. Soon, the rumors evolved into that Lin Wanqing had won first prize and that Lin Wanqing had been pre-selected for first prize...

Wait, there's more.

Putting aside activities, even her regular studies are brought up and discussed, including the scores she gets on her homework...

After checking Lin Wanqing's background, everyone knew that the current vice dean of the design school was her grandfather's student. They were family, so what else was there to say?

"The Southeast University Joint Design Workshop is starting soon, and Wanqing was planning to sign up, but..." Su Xiaoran paused, then slammed her hand on the table and yelled at Hu Biao, "This is all your fault! Tell me, aren't you going to take responsibility?!"

"Ha!" Hu Biao sneered, "What does this have to do with me? What responsibility do I bear? What does this have to do with me? The problem lies with your college, what a piece of shit college, what kind of shit students, what kind of shit quality..."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoran stared at Hu Biao in disbelief.

Is that how it can be said?

You're the one who caused this mess, yet you're immediately shifting all the blame to the academy.

"Am I wrong? Isn't this all caused by your students being jealous and envious of others? And you too..." Hu Biao glanced at Lin Wanqing, looking at her with a look of disappointment, "Why did you withdraw from that freshman design competition? It wasn't you who was wrong, it was your stupid classmates. Let me tell you, don't care about what others think, don't fight amongst yourselves."

"you……"

Lin Wanqing was at a loss for words.

"Let me tell you, the root of this problem is the bad atmosphere in your college. What's it to you? If I were you, I'd participate in that freshman design competition and win the awards. And the same goes for that workshop. I'd not only participate, but I'd win awards, even if it meant using connections. So what if it was predetermined? If anyone questions it after I win, I'd just hold my head high and tell them, 'I won because I have the ability, and you didn't win because you're all useless. Anyway, you designers and artists are essentially evaluating works based on your subjective opinions, so what are you afraid of?'"

"You think everyone is as shameless as you?!"

Su Xiaoran couldn't stand it anymore. "If everyone does things like this, how will Qingqing stay in the academy?"

"What's wrong with staying here?"

Hu Biao glanced at Su Xiaoran and said to Lin Wanqing, "When you encounter something like this, you must not back down. Just confront it head-on and crush it with your absolute strength. Go find your grandfather and see if there are any world-class design competitions that he can arrange for you to win an award. Isn't that what you artists value? If you can win a world-class award, see what kind of rumors will still circulate in your college."

"You're getting more and more outrageous. World-class awards? Do you think world-class awards are like cabbages, something you can just come up with whenever you want?"

"You don't understand. Don't think of so-called world-class as something so high and mighty. It's all about personal relationships and social niceties." Hu Biao smiled. "For example, you know about the time my son asked me to get investment, right?"

"Your son? Zhou Shen?!"

"Yeah, it's this kid. He came to me to ask for investment to shoot a short film in Shanghai. We've got the money, but we're short-handed. He's only a freshman, so it won't be easy for him to put together a decent team. I heard he needs an art director, mainly responsible for set design and art direction. He's tried a few but hasn't been satisfied. Should we give him a try?"

"ah?!"

"What? That kid is ambitious and talented. I've read the script; he might have a bright future. Anyway, you're not happy staying at the academy, so why not go and relax? Shanghai isn't far; taking a few days off shouldn't be a problem."

"Hey, are you going to say that you're an investor and you'll be going too?!" Su Xiaoran leaned forward abruptly, looking wary.

"What am I supposed to do?" Hu Biao looked at Su Xiaoran with disdain and said, "Read less of those domineering CEO novels and use your brain more to study."

"you……"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, people are watching."

Looking at the two of them, Lin Wanqing felt a headache coming on. However, Hu Biao's suggestion did tempt her. She hadn't been having a very pleasant time at school lately, so it would be good to get away and relax. But, art direction?

She's never even come into contact with anything like this before!

"Don't think of art direction as something lofty and glamorous. It's just a short film, and a makeshift one at that. You've already learned enough. Just think of it as a relaxing break. I'm the investor, so it's no problem for me to put one or two people into this kind of production."

Hu Biao said, taking full responsibility.

Just then, my phone rang and a news article popped up.

Hu Biao took a look...

Hey!!

West Eagle has really gone all out!

No, it's Governor Ma's generosity that's truly astounding!