Demon Lord 3

To be honest, I haven't really experienced the life of a rich girl, and I don't like those extravagant things. It's a bit excessive to compare with others in school, no matter whether the things are good or not. If the class beauty has something, everyone will say it's good. If I happen to use the same brand of pen as the class beauty, I will also show it off. The class beauty in our class is not the most beautiful, but the best student. The squadron committee members are generally good-looking and presentable. This class beauty is impeccable except for being a little short.

My parents told me: "No matter how much wealth you have in the future, don't compare too much. If someone uses this to laugh at you or discriminate against you, let him know what a truly rich person is." After listening to my parents, I did not compare. The class beauty Wang Xian was also willing to play with me. She was a rare friend in the early years of elementary school. After they compared with each other, they started to waste things. They would never throw away the pen refills after they were used up. They would buy a new mechanical pencil if the cap on the back was accidentally lost. They would always use up the pointed eraser and find an excuse with their parents that they had lost it to go to the supermarket and buy a new one.

The comparisons went far beyond that. The moment they entered the supermarket, they bought more than just erasers. Stationery stores often sold items several times more expensive than wholesale. This gave me a glimpse of a business opportunity. As I later put it, "Do you know how to spend money? Oh, you don't? I'll teach you." "Oh, you do." Congratulations! You've finally learned how to spend money on your own. But even more congratulations to me: I've learned how to earn money. While I didn't think it was the right thing to do, it made me realize that if parents don't give them money, they might be looked down upon and suffer psychologically. But if they do, it will lead to endless comparisons. Once vanity is established, it can be something you never get rid of.

Later, Wang Xian, the class beauty, transferred to another school. They all said they wanted me to be the class beauty, but I ignored them. These vague judgments cannot define me. I am myself and will never be defined by the world.

After the class beauty transferred to another school, I learned a little-known secret. Her family was very poor. Her parents sold some land in their hometown and rented a small house in the city. She never understood her parents. Perhaps the only thing she did was study hard. Her parents collected waste for a living here and could only earn about 5000 yuan a month. The class beauty, who had just started elementary school, had to use 1000 yuan a month as pocket money. She also had a younger brother. Later, she said she was going to transfer to another school and said to me, "Yueyue, do you know? My parents are so mean. They said they wanted to reduce my pocket money. They used to give me 1000 yuan a month, but now they are only willing to give me 200 yuan. They said that if I go back to my hometown to go to school, they will still give me 1000 yuan. But I'm not stupid. They can't make much money in my hometown, and it will be difficult for me to come back then."

Finally, she changed schools as her parents requested. When she left, she cried and said to me, "Yueyue, I may never be able to come to this city again. That small city is so dirty, I really can't stand it. But I only have 200 yuan a month, which is also unbearable. That small city may be my lifelong confinement. Okay, I won't say more. I hope you can get what you want in the future. Have more space for yourself and don't be controlled by others."

I also shouted, "Wang Xian, you too, you study better than me and work harder than me. You will definitely come back." We said take care to each other and there was nothing else to say.

Another day passed, and I was still bored lying on the table reading novels in a class I didn't like, imagining that I could fly, hide underground, or dance in that ideal country. Zhou Chuyuan didn't go to school that day. Later I asked Liu Yu and found out that it was because his parents had a quarrel and said they were going to divorce, and he was also involved.

When we were in the third grade, Wang Xiaoxuan and I were very good friends, and the person he hated the most was Liu Yu.