Chapter 139 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 5
It was only after Su Youran entered school that she truly experienced what the surname Rockefeller represented.
Sidwell is a private school for the nobility with a long history. It implements elite education, advocates competition, and worships winners, but at the same time has clear levels.
Even if you are an academically outstanding person, without a good family background, some social circles will not be open to you.
Similarly, even if you are born into a noble family, you may still be marginalized if you do not have corresponding outstanding abilities.
But this does not include the Rockefeller family, because this surname represents both family background and ability.
Perhaps it can be called America's blind confidence in Rockefeller?
Su Youran didn’t know, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying the convenience that came with this confidence.
Almost as soon as she got off the same bus as Freyr and entered the same class as Dacre, she was accepted into some very exclusive circles.
Not to mention the momentary silence in the air when she said “I am Michaela Rockefeller” during her subsequent self-introduction.
The first thought that lingered on everyone's mind was that Sidwell's power ranking might have changed.
Sidwell combines school management with student self-governance. Some leading students even have more power than teachers and have the right to make suggestions on course settings.
Although they do not have the final say, the school will attach great importance to their suggestions.
Of course, these students usually have something meaningful to say, and the suggestions they make are definitely reasonable and necessary.
Because they know that power is not to be wasted.
Coincidentally, Freyr is now the core circle of power.
"Frere?"
"Yes, him, Owen, and a guy named Patrick. Maybe you will see them at noon. After all, the three of them are basically inseparable whenever they are in school."
Dacre curled his lips. Su Youran was following him to the music classroom.
Schools in Country M attach great importance to music education. Starting from the third grade of elementary school, every student must learn a musical instrument and then join the school band. During important festivals or at the end of the school year, the band will also go on stage to give a performance.
In this regard, Su Youran's foundation is probably the weakest compared to others, because seventh graders have already studied it for four or five years, which is not comparable to her who has only been exposed to it for a month.
But there is also a saying that goes, "Sometimes hard work is nothing compared to talent."
Su Youran taught these talented students a profound lesson. They learned the fingering after being taught once, and could play the music perfectly after listening to it once.
Even the lack of emotional support that is common among children of this age is not found in her.
It's like he was born for music!
The elf just sat there quietly. She was the shortest among them, but her back was the straightest, as if no matter what happened, it could not destroy her will.
The white and slender fingers danced on the black and white strings, and beautiful notes emerged one after another.
Her eyes were not on the music score, but relaxed. As the accent fell, her eyelashes, as thick as a palm leaf fan, trembled, like a butterfly flapping its wings. Her delicate profile was hidden in the light and shadow, almost merging with the light.
The sound of the piano passed through the door and reached the ears of several people who happened to pass by, and they all stopped at the same time.
Patrick stroked his chin and said, "Is that your new sister?"
With black hair, a strange face, and looking so young, he could only be the "Archangel" who had been rumored to be there.
There was a hint of smile in Freyr's eyes: "It seems that you have adapted well."
Owen put one hand in his pocket and looked at the little girl in the classroom with interest: "From the outside, she does look like a little angel."
"Don't underestimate her."
Freyr's tone contained both helplessness and pride:
"Michaela's name is really correct. She is Michael."
Michael recorded in the Bible not only possesses courage and unparalleled power that no mortal man possesses, but also has the most beautiful appearance.
In Christian paintings and sculptures, He often appears fighting a dragon, standing on a dragon, or becoming friends with a dragon, and this dragon is Satan.
Owen raised his eyebrows. Freyr was not a person who easily accepted and praised others. Perhaps it was because of his sense of responsibility and mission as the eldest of the younger generation of the Rockefeller family that he had become mature and steady since childhood, and his emotions were rarely revealed.
Owen looked back at the little girl who was immersed in the music again, and suddenly looked forward to meeting her.
"It's nice to meet you, little princess."
At noon, just as Dacre said, Su Youran met the core figure of Sidwell's current class.
Irving, who has flaxen naturally curly hair and earrings, and Patrick, who has his hair shaved very short on both sides and looks very cool.
Plus the calm, self-sustaining elite Freyr...
Su Youran pulled Dacre aside and whispered, "Are you sure this student leader wasn't chosen based on his looks?"
Dacre: ...
It's not wrong for you to say that, the face is definitely partly responsible...
Freyr pushed them to their seats, one at a time.
"What nonsense! For a man, appearance is the least important thing."
“But for girls, being good-looking can mean everything!” Su Youran weakly retorted, “I need to know the male-female ratio at Sidwell. If there are more girls…”
Then your looks must have helped you a lot!
Dacre burst out laughing. Yes, that's right, they rely on their looks to get to the top!
Freyr ruffled her hair unhappily: "Okay, you can shut up now!"
Owen winked at Su Youran. “If the little princess likes my looks, I’ll be honored!”
Patrick scratched his deliberately long hair and said, "Isn't this hairstyle good? I designed it myself in the elective class."
“There’s also this elective course?”
"Yes, Sidwell has a lot of elective courses, and they are very diverse. You can find out in advance."
Many people think that education in Country M is easy and simple, and what is learned is very superficial compared to that in China.
Actually, it is not true. The top classes in M country schools also have a lot of advanced and advanced education. Moreover, its courses are relatively broad, with four basic compulsory courses: English, mathematics, natural sciences and social sciences.
The former includes biology, chemistry, physics or geography, environment, and debate, while the latter refers to national history, world history, economics, and psychology.
In addition, there are music, health and hygiene, physical education, art, technical education, and various elective courses.
For example, foreign languages, advanced mathematics and art, art history, computers, creative writing, sculpture, photography, world issues, publishing and yearbooks, drama, speech, chorus, etc.
There are even vocational courses such as carpentry, metalworking, and auto repair.
These were what Su Youran had taken before. Meeting the school’s entry-level requirements was easy, but if she wanted to keep up with the advanced courses, she would need to put in some effort.
“How do you feel after half a day of classes?” Freyr placed the meal specially prepared by the nutritionist for Su Youran in front of her. “Is there anything you’re not used to?”
"No, everything is fine."
Owen brought her a cup of coffee and asked, "Which clubs do you want to join?"
If you want to apply to a good university in Country M, extracurricular activities and community service are essential. Sidwell has nearly a hundred clubs of all sizes.
School classes only last until 2:30 p.m., and the rest of the time is for clubs and extracurricular activities.
“Let’s wait and see. I haven’t made up my mind yet.” Su Youran picked up her coffee and took a sip. “After music class today, a classmate invited me to join their band, and the teacher suggested that I participate in more competitions.”
Freyr frowned slightly: "Take your time, don't rush. You have enough courses already, don't rush for quick success."
"Speaking of which, Michaela, your timing for admission is perfect. It won't be long before the annual international trip begins."
Patrick couldn't help but get excited when he talked about this:
"Which place shall we choose this time? France? Switzerland? Oh no, I've been to so many places, I don't want to go! Spain? Italy? Or Türkiye?"
Irving seemed somewhat uninterested in this topic:
"It's not like you haven't been there before, why are you looking forward to it so much?"
"That's different. How can the experience be the same if you go alone or go with a group of people?"
Patrick brandished his knife and fork:
"And this might be our last trip in middle school, which makes it even more meaningful!"
Freyr turned to Su Youran and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
“Me?” Su Youran paused while eating. “Maybe I still want to go to China.”
Owen looked up, as if he had finally become interested:
"Huaguo? Your hometown?"
"Come to think of it, we have never been to China." Patrick took out his phone and searched for information about China: "Are there any fun places?"
“I don’t know. I’ve never played it before…” Su Youran looked down at the plate, her tone a little dejected. “But I think I’ll be very happy if I can stand on that land.”
Everyone else couldn't help but look at her. Freyr, Owen, and Patrick looked at each other:
"Then let's go to China this time!"
Although the little girl looked normal, she was still a little uncomfortable, right? Unaccustomed to the unfamiliar environment, to the people around her who had different skin colors, and to so many different habits and diets.
But she hid all of this behind her busy schedule so that no one could see it.
Freyr stroked her little head, and wondered why they hadn't thought of this. Yes, which nine-year-old child would not be afraid and uneasy when suddenly changing to a new environment?
She said no, and they actually believed her...
Owen pinched the little guy's face, which was soft and tender, like white tofu. He rubbed it with his fingers, and it felt so good.
Are all kids like this, or is it just her?
"When we go to China, you will be the host, so you must entertain us well."
However, none of them had thought at that time that Su Youran had waited so long to become the host.
The author has something to say:
My current typing speed is too slow... It takes me nearly six hours to finish one chapter! I am shocked at myself (covering my face)
Sorry for the long wait, dears. Good night.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com