After Henry left, Nanqu tidied up the kitchen, changed into her school uniform as she remembered it, and drove her supercar towards the school.

In Nan Qu's memory, this school was run by the royal family, so nobles who didn't follow the rules were expelled. Expelled students would become the laughingstock of all the nobles.

Therefore, you can skip school, but you can't go to school without wearing your school uniform.

A bright pink sports car drove along the road leading to the castle. Nan Qu suddenly remembered the scene when An Qi dragged her to the castle for class.

Nan Qu shook her head. The car skillfully drove to the entrance, where someone would park it in a suitable spot, and all she had to do was get out.

This is a unique benefit of this school, and of course, it's all included in the expensive tuition fees.

As soon as Nan Qu got out of the car, two girls walked towards her.

The two knew each other; Nan Qu was Emilia's little follower. That made sense, since the villainous female supporting character in that school drama didn't have two little followers.

However, those who can get into this school are not ordinary people. The girl with brown hair and natural curls is named Weixi, and her family owns a chain of hotels.

The black-haired woman is named Belinda, and her family has connections to organized crime. Don't let her gentle appearance fool you; she's a national champion in Taekwondo and Judo, a black belt in Karate, and an exceptional marksman.

The fact that guns weren't allowed at school was the thing she disliked most about the school. Belinda was also Emilia's henchman at school.

However, after Emilia's family went bankrupt, the two quickly distanced themselves from her. In fact, Nan Qu understood this; after all, she couldn't even remember their full names, so what right did she have to expect them to have a good relationship with her?

As soon as she got out of the car, Vichy came up to her, looking horrified. "Amy, some shocking news! Charles has announced that the commoner is his girlfriend! My God, what is Charles thinking?"

"Should we get rid of her?"

Nan Qu waved her hand: "Class is about to start, isn't it?"

Visi watched as Nanqu left so calmly, then looked at Belinda incredulously: "Don't you think Amy is a little strange?"

Belinda thought for a moment: "She's not wearing makeup today."

Visi looked horrified: "Oh my god, yes, it must be because Charles dealt her such a heavy blow. She doesn't even care about her image anymore."

But Belinda watched Nan Qu's departing figure intently, and she felt that Emilia was much more dazzling than before.

As a popular figure at school, Emilia's lack of makeup today instantly became the talk of the campus. However, the premise was that "Charles being with Rose was a huge blow to Emilia."

Nan Qu seemed to think that none of this discussion concerned her; her purpose in coming here was to learn Eagle Language, to make sure she could speak it fluently even outside this body. Therefore, she cared more about learning than any of this.

This method of learning Eagle Language is incredibly user-friendly because it requires no prior knowledge.

Isn't it a kind of happiness to be able to get into a good school through connections?

However, to Nan Qu's surprise, despite her many shortcomings, Emilia was very serious about her studies. She remembered that her family had hired a private tutor for her, and while her father didn't care about her personal life, he demanded that she pass every exam.

With Emilia's memories, Nanqu had no difficulty attending classes.

However, she, who had been studying diligently, was genuinely provoked and actually wanted to compete with Ruth in academic performance.

Nan Qu knew nothing about any of this until lunchtime, when she arrived at the school cafeteria with Visi and Belinda.

The cafeteria is very large, after all, it is a prestigious school, and because there are international students from other countries, the school thoughtfully provides food from various countries.

You can eat whatever you want.

Nan Qu glanced around casually, but eventually ended up at the Chinese restaurant with the shortest queue.

Visi and Belinda saw Nan Qu coming over and quickly pulled her away: "Amelia, are you crazy? That food is for the lowly."

Nan Qu smiled and said, "Trust me, you'll love the taste after you try it."

Throughout history, the West has resisted Chinese cultural infiltration. However, what they fear most is often what they care about most. Are their various forms of resistance simply due to dislike?

They are afraid, afraid that their long-monopolized ideology and culture will be broken.

They fear that what they were once proud of is utterly insignificant compared to China's millennia-old cultural heritage.

Visi and Belinda still didn't have the courage to eat Chinese food.

Nan Qu didn't force them, but went over and got a tray to get her food.

"Hello, please give me a small portion of sweet and sour pork ribs, a portion of hot and sour cabbage, and a portion of rice."

The chef serving the food was a Chinese chef, a top chef whom the school had hired from Haicheng, China, at a high price.

The people who usually eat here are East Asians with black hair and yellow skin, so he was a little surprised when he saw Nan Qu with her blond hair and blue eyes.

When he described the food items in fluent Mandarin, the chef couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment:

"Your pronunciation is very standard."

Nan Qu smiled. She could actually speak other languages ​​fluently, but she forced herself to speak it because she needed to practice her native tongue: "Thank you. Maybe I was Chinese in my past life."

They both laughed after saying that.

Nan Qu swiped her card and carried her food to the spot that had always been hers in her memory. Visi and Belinda hadn't arrived yet because they had to wait in line for a long time.

Nan Qu first tasted the ribs and her eyes lit up. She hadn't expected to be able to eat such authentic and delicious Chinese food here. For the first time, she felt that this school was actually really good.

She skillfully and elegantly ate the food on her plate with chopsticks, silencing all those who had come to the cafeteria hoping to see Emilia make a fool of herself.

Because she looked really good at that moment, not just in terms of appearance, but in terms of the elegant temperament that emanated from within.

In China, this kind of temperament would be described as that of a lady from a prominent family; here, it's simply aristocratic refinement.

Because the people here are used to classifying themselves into different classes, they have a clear understanding of their own status. As a result, when facing nobles, especially nobles with such outstanding temperament, they always feel ashamed of themselves.

This was something Nan Qu did on purpose; she wouldn't normally eat like this.

Nan Qu understood that the people here wouldn't become friends, and whether they would become enemies depended on whether he could frighten them so they wouldn't cause him trouble.

Nan Qu hates trouble. She's an excellent actress, the kind who's even won Best Supporting Actress. She's seen countless nobles in the palace and witnessed Taya's dignified demeanor. Imitating her would be a piece of cake for her.

Nanqu felt the meal was worthwhile because she had managed to shut them up in the simplest way possible.