156: Chapter 156 Interesting Person 156: Chapter 156 Interesting Person Lingng ca to Huai City from her tiny mountain village and stayed with a cousin’s sister for a few days.
That cousin’s sister seed sowhat disdainful of this girl who had co from a small mountain village.
Lingng was very sensitive, just like when she first got to the “Green Plum” milk tea shop not long after and noticed Boss Lin occasionally glancing at the feet of her, his employee.
She quickly sensed the cousin’s disdain for her.
While the cousin smiled at her on the surface, her every word was tinged with scorn for Lingng’s rusticity.
Lingng thought to herself that although she hadn’t had much education, she was clever.
She understood.
People in big cities are complicated, one set on the surface and another behind the back.
They smile to her face, but they don’t like her.
She had never seen such people in her village.
Even the little village dogs would bark directly at soone they didn’t like—why did people have to speak in hints and sarcasm, why couldn’t they just speak plainly?
This was the first lesson Lingng learned in the big city.
During those days when she was job-hunting, she often wondered what about her was considered rustic.
Was it because she didn’t have pretty little dresses?
The village’s grandpas and grandmas always praised her as the village beauty, and the few dogs at the village entrance would wag their tails like helicopter rotors whenever they saw her.
No issues at all, definitely not rustic!
Ji Ruhua is the village beauty!
Lingng quickly found her first job, moved out of her relative’s ho, and into a hostel.
This electronics factory job was accepted in a bit of a hurry.
The salary wasn’t low, much higher than farming and raising pigs at ho.
But the repetitive work was boring.
The small dormitory housed eight girls in bunk beds.
On her first day living in the dormitory, the dorm leader added Lingng to their eight-person chat group.
Everyone was happily gathering, chatting in the group after work, listening to her stories about raising pigs and farming, then saying her village sounded interesting, not inferior to the big city, and that she was really pretty.
Later on, Lingng accidentally found out.
The other seven girls had created a separate group without her, led by the dorm leader, and they gossiped about her in that group every day.
They said her village was too rustic and couldn’t compare to the big city, and that she was too vain and too rustic.
People from the city are quite interesting, Lingng thought to herself.
Then one day, the dorm leader’s boyfriend blocked her path ho on his Ghost Fire bike, holding a big bunch of fake flowers, and confessed his feelings to her.
The dorm leader saw this scene and imdiately started rolling on the ground, crying so hard she struggled for breath.
Lingng thought to herself that she truly had the bearing of a village beauty, not rustic at all.
She then quit her job at the electronics factory overnight and left.
Afterward, she switched through various jobs and t all kinds of people.
In her first year in Huai City, Lingng always maintained a curious and observant attitude, watching these people.
It was sowhat like when she was little, walking ho after school, watching ants move house on the side of the road, witnessing birds return to their nests, seeing the clouds roll and change.
Lingng liked observing these interesting things, just like she used to observe nature in her village.
Now, in the big city, she observed these people.
These people are truly interesting.
Over a year passed, and Lingng also sumd up a set of experiences on how to deal with these interesting people.
She was always sincere with others—if soone was good to her, she would repay them in kind.
But if soone treated her badly, she couldn’t bring herself to repay unkindness with kindness.
In her free ti, Lingng also slowly began to delve into the second dinsion.
Watching shows, occasionally visiting ani conventions, she also made so friends who would complint each other every day, calling each other cute and pretty.
The second dinsion folks—they would be a bit simpler, right?— probably wouldn’t secretly form groups to call her rustic, right?
When Lingng first ca to Huai City, she was deeply impressed by the cosplayers she saw in the subway.
Combined with that cousin, and so other people she t later, always comnting on her being rustic.
Eventually, Lingng slowly beca a very amateur cosplayer.
With the money from her salary left over after sending it to her parents, she would buy so inexpensive cosplay outfits to wear for herself.
She would often put on cheap, pretty dresses, twirling in front of the mirror.
No problem at all!
Absolutely not tacky!
Ru Hua is the village beauty~
Afterward, she tried registering a social dia account and started posting selfies of herself in various cosplayer outfits.
They were all pretty dresses that were not revealing; hardly any leg was shown, as Lingng just wanted everyone to complint her on her looks.
She’s not tacky at all!
With Ru Hua’s beauty, subli as jade, she gradually beca a sowhat famous cosplayer.
Then, private ssages started coming in, saying being a cosplayer could make a lot of money.
Much more than what you’d earn from part-ti jobs or working.
Lingng, who ca from a small village, knew all too well how hard it was to earn money.
How much sweat had to be poured into farming with her parents before earning a little bit of cash.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch.
So, when she saw the business invitations and generous offers in her private ssages,
she felt there must be a catch.
And sure enough…
you’d have to wear very revealing dresses.
Lingng blushed looking at the example photos that were sent.
Though they were all pretty dresses, surely such revealing dresses shouldn’t be worn for others to see, right?
Big cities are really strange.
She had bought many slightly revealing dresses too, because they were pretty, for her own eyes only.
Never sent them to anyone else.
At this thought, Lingng sat in the back of the bus, took out her phone again for a glance.
She was on her way to a cosplayer fashion store run by a sister, to see if there were any affordable dresses to buy.
Speaking of which, it was right at the storefront of that shop that she first t Lin Shuang…
That darn Lin Shuang still hasn’t replied to her ssages!
He still hasn’t complinted the photo she posted yesterday.
In the past, he’d always praise her for being truly beautiful right after she sent it.
—Alright, she would send those slightly revealing dresses’ photos to Lin Shuang, her bargain ntor.
But Lin Shuang shouldn’t count as “soone else”.
He’s her ntor!
A ntor with a well-known na.
Yep, this ntor of hers is a pervert who fancies his disciple’s bare feet.
It was all at his request.
She’s so innocent, just a poor, weak, helpless, and well-behaved little disciple.
In any case, it’s all his fault.
Lingng pursed her lips, put away her phone, and turned to look out the moving bus’s window at the receding streetscape.
Thinking of Lin Shuang, a smile couldn’t help but form on her lips.
Being in Huai City for so long…
Lin Shuang was the most interesting person she had t.
She wanted to know more about him, to observe him…
Just like when she was a child, going ho by climbing the mountain after school.
Observing those pairs of butterflies, birds flying side by side, and the tightly hugging beetles.
Young Lingng didn’t understand why these animals wanted to cling to each other.
She even mischievously pried them apart, but they would quickly cling to each other again.
It seed impossible to separate them.
Lingng would go back and ask her mother.
Her mother would say with a smile, “Ru Hua, when you grow up, you’ll understand.”
Later on, Lingng grew up and beca the village beauty, as exquisite as jade.
She left the small mountain village and ca to the big city of Huai City.
She t Lin Shuang.
Now, it seems like she understands.
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