C99 Unwilling to Admit Defeat

Before I could open my mouth, the surrounding students had already begun to fight for me. "Ah, what are you thinking? You're from the design department, and our Xin Yao only studied one or two double degree courses. What's the meaning of competing with her?" What they said made a lot of sense, and it quelled the anger I felt from being provoked.

Gao Xinlei was clearly prepared for this. "Who said she's not a professional? She studied advertising when she was still an undergraduate, and the requirements regarding art are not any less than those of our Arts Department. I heard that she even took two months of painting lessons during the summer holidays."

"So what? Who's so bored to compete with you?" A female classmate clearly couldn't stand Gao Xinlei's arrogant attitude either.

"Zhou Xinyao, you probably didn't realize that your art teacher was my senior sister." Gao Xin Lei took a step forward and said in a voice only the two of us could hear, "And I purposely said your name that day. I just couldn't bear to see you being protected by that Ou Jia Rui and being so fearless."

My voice trembled with disbelief. "Then have you ever thought that your senior sister would be in a lot of trouble because of what you just said? She even lost her job and her current stable life because of this matter. You are too much."

Gao Xin Lei's face had an indifferent expression: "I know, I heard that Ou Jia Rui doesn't offend me, I'm not a prisoner, I just want to see if you are this person's bottom line, I didn't expect you to be so capable. Furthermore, she was expelled by your Ou Jia Rui, what does that have to do with me? "

I opened my eyes wide in anger, waiting for Gao Xin Lei: "You are borrowing a knife to kill someone, she is your senior, even if she is not a close person, but she is innocent."

"So what? What does it have to do with me? She was stupid enough to recognize the wrong friend." He had originally thought that Gao Xin Lei was just a girl that was a bit too willful and tyrannical, but he didn't expect her to be so cold and heartless.

I squeezed my palm so hard that my nails almost dug into the flesh of it, and looked at her perfectly made-up face without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid? You don't dare to say it directly to me, and admitting that you're inferior to me is not shameful to you." Gao Xinlei was still provoking me with her words.

As if I had made up my mind, I finally lifted my chin: "Alright, I agree. We'll meet on the stage then."

Whether it was my own classmates or Gao Xin Lei's cheers, everyone was in an uproar. The girl beside me even tugged on my sleeve. "Xin Yao, are you crazy? Why did you agree to compete with this kind of person? You're not a professional; is it really that important if you can't win?"

They didn't understand. I had never agreed to compete with Gao Xinlei in the school design competition because of her provocative words. After experiencing so much, if I could still be easily hurt by a few meaningless words, then I would grow too slowly.

The reason behind this matter was that it was hard for me to let go of the matter regarding Mason. Such a good girl was somehow pulled into the dispute between us by Gao Xinlei. My peaceful life was completely changed, and I felt wronged and unwilling for her.

To put it more bluntly, I agreed to Gao Xin Lei for a simple reason. I wanted to use my own efforts to avenge Mason, and this was the last thing I could do for her, even if it meant nothing to her.

Actually, what I can't let go of is my own discontent and anger.

Having achieved her goal, Gao Xin Lei let out a smile as if she had succeeded. "Very good, Zhou Xinyao. I really appreciate your courage. See you then." A few students of the Arts Department gave me scornful smiles, and then all of them left with their goddess.

No wonder, no matter how well I say it, I can only be considered a half-way designer. Aside from having a certain foundation in the arts, I don't know anything about the concept and principles of product design. Compared to those students who come from a high school or other high level design major, I will have to put in more work to speed up my progress.

While my classmates were still trying to redress my grievances, I had already planned my new life and studies in my mind. It was time to make up for my shortcomings in the field of design.

"I'm going to the library to borrow a few reference books on art design. Do you guys want to go together?" I mean, are there any classmates who want to go to the library with me and borrow a few books on Chinese literature to improve their professionalism?

What I didn't expect was that one of the students said, "I'll go with you. I want to read those books so that I can help you point out the important points. Come on, no matter if you win or lose the match, I'll support you."

I was moved by this not so magnificent words to the point that my eyelids became sore and I almost shed tears.

Thus, the war between me and Gao Xinlei officially began.

Gao Xinlei never seemed to know what Di was trying to keep a low profile. On this side, I just promised to compete with her in the design competition, but she started to post on the school's internet. Even the post did not create a lot of chips for our game, such as I promised to drop out of B University if I lost the match.

I thought it was funny, but I didn't bother to explain. Although Gao Xin Lei is a design department's top student, but in the underworld, I have a feeling that I won't lose this time.

Even though there were still two months left before the competition, it wasn't too early for me to start preparing for it. Almost every day, I would continue to practice painting and supplement my expertise.

For the weekend design class, I was always the first to arrive, the last to leave the studio. There are a lot of questions that you don't understand, always the first time you go to a teacher or a classmate to discuss it. I don't know whether it was moved by my desire to learn, or because during the process of getting along with me, I discovered that I was really not as unbearable as Gao Xin Lei described, even the students with double degrees began to help me on their own.

This matter was discovered by Ou Jia Rui not long after. One day, I finished my day of classes as usual. Just as I was looking through the information related to this competition in my apartment, Ou Jia Rui made the usual call.

"Hey, Zhou Xinyao, what are you doing?" Ou Jia Rui's voice and tone were no different than usual.

"I just finished class. I'm at home thinking about what to eat tonight." In fact, I had already hoarded quite a bit of milk and whole-wheat bread in the fridge, as I had been doing these days.

"Today, your instructor from the design department called to praise you."

"Oh, what did he say about me?" I didn't expect that the teacher would take the initiative to call Ou Jia Rui and report my information. Actually, I felt uncomfortable with his obsession to understand my every move in school, but I didn't show it on my face.

"He said that you are especially ambitious. You clearly signed up for the school's annual design competition after studying for less than a month." Ou Jia Rui had clearly pointed it out.

My child continued to play dumb. "That's right, I want to train myself. I also want to see what kind of evaluation I would receive if I were to take out my current level to participate in a competition. "I'm also interested in the theme of this competition. It's about designing a jewel, and the theme is, 'City Light'."

"Then why did you participate in the competition for no other reason?" Ojira was still beating around the bush with me.

"Alright, I accepted Gao Xin Lei Lei's challenge on the spur of the moment, but I don't regret it now."

After saying these words, I instinctively thought that although Ou Jia Rui wouldn't blame me for being impulsive, at the very least, she would have told me that I shouldn't lower myself to agree to a competition that was beyond my capabilities. Surprisingly, Ou Jia Rui didn't say anything superfluous and just told me:

"It's almost Golden Week, you haven't designed any jewelry before, so it's going to be difficult for you to do it yourself. When it's time for the holiday, I arranged for you to come to the design department of the European Union. Almost all the outstanding designers are gathered here."

I really want to agree to Ou Jia Rui's suggestion, but I'm still a bit worried in my heart. I can only grit my teeth and reject his proposal: "No way, I'll work hard on my own. Using the power of you and the Ou Family will make this competition unfair."

Ou Jia Rui saw through the worry in my heart. "Don't worry, Ou Jingyi wasn't in the company during Golden Week. She asked me to leave early in the morning to travel abroad. "I'm just helping you improve, not designing your works. It's not really cheating, and it's not much different from how you supplement your expertise in school."

Having solved a big problem in my heart, Ou Jia Rui's words had already reached this point. I could only agree to his suggestion.

After hanging up the phone, I continued to look at the books in my hands until it was the dead of night. When I came out of the book, it was already one in the morning. I quickly washed up and went to bed, as if I were a college student who was even more hardworking than I was in my undergraduate days.

Day after day, day after day, day after day, day after day, day after day, day after day, I always felt that this was a very happy and fulfilling time for me, even when I looked back on it, because at any rate, I was concentrating on something and not wanting to give up.

Perhaps everyone had times like this, when they were clearly unable to follow their hearts, yet they were unwilling to admit defeat to a specific person. This was not stubbornness. Rather, it was a type of perseverance.