In the final analysis, it's just that I still have the desire to win in my heart.
No matter how hard I try to suppress myself—even using nice words to suppress my desires—
I don't want to win or be praised -
I keep reading and repeating it in my heart.
However, that is absolutely impossible to achieve——
For someone who is very possessive, vain, and full of desires, pretending to be a person without desires is much more difficult than desperately pursuing one's own wishes.
But why do I have to pretend that I don't like anything?
I don’t care whether I can sit in the first seat or whether I can achieve my ideal position in the future.
Some even think that expressing one's desires directly is bad and sinful.
Even I seem to vaguely dislike this person who looks so confident.
My past self, with a simple action and expression, suddenly had bloodshot eyes and growled at an incredible volume—
"Luo Dongxia."
Because of allergies, his face looks ugly like a monster.
A ferocious expression, a hoarse growl—
"The outcome is practically decided, so why are you still acting so nonchalant? I'm the one who's going to win. Is your only skill in expression?"
"Why are you angry?" Chu Shangli tilted his head, looking completely innocent: "I haven't said anything yet."
"Your silence is more annoying than anything you said. What are you bragging about? Do you think you're so great? You have a pretty face, powerful fighting ability, and excellent grades—"
"Am I not amazing?"
Compared to Chu Shangli who wanted to show himself but was still hiding himself, he was very straightforward and arrogant.
"A pretty face, strong fighting ability, and excellent grades, aren't these things I should be proud of? Do I have to be like you, young lady, with your face destroyed by something, and you're powerless—you look good in school, but in fact, there are several people who are better at studying than you—"
“…”
"Ah, what is she doing?"
"Are you furious? So you're so angry that you start putting on airs?"
"But, no matter how you look at it, Miss Chu Shangli seems to be furious."
"That's probably her mentality. She should have won—but in the end... If that's the case, her victory would be flawed."
"However, I think Miss Chu Shangli doesn't need to care at all. Really, when I saw the live broadcast before, I still had a good impression of Luo Dongxia, but I didn't expect that I couldn't help but savor her personality carefully--"
"But, one thing is one thing, her cooking skills are just a little bit lacking, and there was actually nothing wrong with her performance during the live broadcast. Because her abilities are so outstanding, her self-confidence is overflowing, and she thinks she can do everything well. In fact, the result is that it is easier to look at flowers than to embroider them."
"Indeed—" My past self, having heard the surrounding discussions, calmed down a bit. Clearing his throat, he said, "If I were to argue with you here... even this rare victory would be unpleasant—I see. Is this your method? I almost fell for your trick."
"Since you just said this was a rare victory, it's really sad."
Chu Shangli continued to mock his past self: "So, so far, all the victories you've achieved have been pathetic and insignificant?"
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