Chapter 7 — I Do Bac Dai, They Don't Know

When Wen Han and his mother returned, they didn't know I was in the house. Two people stood outside the living room talking.

“Mom, if Nhiem Nhiem passes university, will you let him continue studying?”

Mom was stunned for a moment, then blurted out:

"It's so stupid, what's the use of going to college? After graduating, you won't be able to find a good job, it's better than working now to make money."

“If I really received the admission notice, my mother would tear it up and throw it in the trash, not allowing him to continue studying.”

After speaking, mother and daughter both burst into laughter. In her mother's eyes, only when On Han passed university will she be happy. Therefore, I asked my homeroom teacher to help me hide my scores. When filling out the application form, I also wrote down the teacher's home address. In fact, I even received my admission notice earlier than On Han and Tuan Can. When the teacher said the notice had been sent, I cried a lot. Even though I grew up in the countryside, I am not inferior to On Han. But I can't tell them. Even Tuan Can, I hid. All so I can smoothly leave this family, leave this city and go to college. Mom continued to doubt me. I'm just saying:

"You really passed. If you don't believe me, you can go to the school and ask."

But she still didn't believe it.

"How is that possible? You're so stupid, you can't even remember the streets, you grew up in the countryside without knowing anything, how could you get into such a good school?"

Someone else's mother, when she hears that her child passed a good university, will certainly be very happy. But she only had doubts. After she specially went to the school to find a teacher to verify and confirm that the news that I was accepted by Peking University was true, she immediately called. As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard a torrent of cursing.

"Damn girl, from her bones, she likes to trick people! Now her wings are stiff, she still hides her admission to a prestigious school, even her family won't tell."

"Don't think that if you get on a train and leave, I can't control you. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you still have to follow my arrangements!"

I tightened my grip on the phone, my heart calm without a ripple. I was no longer afraid of her threats. I calmly replied:

"I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult. I don't need my mother to control me, nor do I rely on my family. I can still live well."

That statement completely ignited her anger. Her voice became frantic, full of menace:

"What's so big about you passing Peking University? Tuition and living expenses, I won't give you a dime. I want to see how you will study all four years without family support!"

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At that moment, I was completely disappointed in this mother. Even if I get into a good school, she won't be happy for me. I just answer:

"You don't need people to give you money. You can figure out how to finish college yourself."

When I returned to the city, my grandmother tried to slip me twenty thousand yuan. When he helped Ky Duong's company film a documentary, he paid me one hundred thousand yuan. Plus the money earned from helping people sell fruit was ten thousand yuan. This amount is enough for me to study until graduation. Besides, in the next four years, I can still work part-time. Then my dad also called, but I didn't answer the phone. He always respected men and despised women. He even loved On Han a little. As for me, he just sees me as an outsider. From childhood to adulthood, he never gave it to me money. We only lived together for three years. The father-son relationship is not that deep. In the evening, in a group of high school friends, On Han sent a text message.

"In our class, there was someone who passed the exam from Peking University, met a new classmate with a good family background, and immediately turned around and abandoned Xun Can."

The whole class knew that that year Tuan Can pursued me. She did not name names. But every sentence and every word is referring to me. As soon as the message appeared, the whole group immediately started chatting excitedly.

"You're talking about Wen Ran, right? No wonder why after passing the exam at Peking University, he remained silent, apparently intending to throw Tuan Can away."

"Tuan Can is so pitiful. For three years of high school, he always protected An Nhon, but in the end it ended like this."

“If your character is not good, it is useless to pass a prestigious university exam.”

On Han sent a few more sighing emojis.

"My sister grew up in the countryside as a child, and is somewhat incomprehensible. Don't blame her, don't continue to talk about her."

On the surface, she pretended to advise everyone not to talk. But those words further confirmed that the mistake was mine. More and more people mentioned my name and asked me to explain. The male students who also replaced Tuan Can were dissatisfied.