The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

For the first time, Su Ran had the illusion of being hunted.

Although the foreign beauty was very enthusiastic and even a little sincere, something still felt off.

Her gaze towards Su Ran was unusually intense, and before Su Ran could react, she grabbed his hand.

"It's even better than what you see on TV, better than a work of art, and better than my collection."

Su Ran silently withdrew her hand.

The three "compare"s are inexplicably chilling.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Su Ran walked quickly towards the elevator.

She felt that this woman was more abnormal than her.

"Hey, don't go! I haven't finished talking yet. I want to be your friend. My name is Christine. You don't need to introduce yourself. I know your name is Ghost Voice." She chased after him.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, her foot was about to step inside.

"Don't come any closer!" Taking advantage of his long reach, Su Ran pressed down on her head with one hand.

Unexpectedly, her eyes were filled with stars.

"Wow, your head-to-body ratio is amazing, even better than the top models I've ever seen. Your arms are so long, your bone structure must be very beautiful."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Su Ran pushed her away, speechless.

"Go find your fiancé, I'm not going to keep you company."

Once the foreign woman was completely out of sight, Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

It's quite inconvenient that Little Butterfly isn't with her; at least she could be told in advance that Christine is looking for her.

Little Butterfly was recently given a new skin and sent to kindergarten.

Preschool (Grade 12)

Otherwise, it will waste its time playing with toys and neglecting its duties.

Since she achieved a perfect score in terms of appearance and completely let herself go, she no longer needs to be urged to buy any beauty products. Instead, she spends her days watching dramas, reading novels, eating late-night snacks, and shopping online...

She couldn't bear to see Little Butterfly living a sedentary life at only six months old, so she abandoned it at an orphanage, then had its grandmother adopt it, and then sent it to school.

When Su Ran returned home, she expected to be greeted by Little Butterfly's wailing and howling, but to her surprise, she saw Little Butterfly waiting for her with a serious expression.

"Host, I've encountered a major problem."

what?

"Both Xiaodouzi and Xiaoningmeng in my class like me and want me to be their girlfriend so I can marry them when I grow up. But I like them both, and I can't just split myself in two."

"Sigh." It sighed.

Su Ran was speechless. The system, which had no gender, was actually starting to worry about who to be its girlfriend.

"I finally understand what 'love' means. But I'm so conflicted. Sigh, host, what should I do?"

Su Ran: "Adults make choices. You're a child. Shouldn't you consider having both?"

The little butterfly suddenly realized, "Oh, right!"

Then, in a serious tone, he said, "Actually, I thought of that a long time ago. I was just waiting for you to say it, since they still need the permission of their elders to get married."

Su Ran didn't want to talk to it.

She thought to herself, "It would be so sad if those two little boys really fell in love with the little butterfly when they grew up."

The price of having a stunning appearance can be high or low. It can be as high as her being on the trending topics every day as an ordinary person like Su Ran, or as low as her being constantly harassed by talent scouts.

The only saving grace was that those people listened to her.

It's as if they've acquired special magic without even realizing it.

Her words are inexplicably treated as sacred decrees.

She told them not to bother her, and they wouldn't cause her any trouble.

She told them to leave, and they disappeared from her sight for a long time.

However, special circumstances may occasionally occur.

It was another sunny and breezy day. The clock on the top floor of Qingcheng Conservatory of Music struck three times, and melodious singing filled the concert hall. As the last note of the piano fell to the ground, applause followed in quick succession.

"His voice is bright and mellow, but not pure enough, and there is still room for improvement."

"Your pronunciation is correct, and your breathing and voice are clear. You need to correct your vocal habits. Practice on your own after the exam."

"Your singing posture is correct, which is better than the previous two. You've put a little more effort into imitating singers' postures. If you can focus more on your pronunciation, you'll be a singer."

"Next, Su Ran and Feng Junhao, what songs did you draw?"

After criticizing the previous student, Teacher Qi called out the name of the next student.

All eyes fell on the last row of seats. The beautiful girl, who looked like an angel, stood up immediately when she heard the teacher call her name.

Feng Junhao, who was sitting next to her, also picked up his sheet music.

The classroom, which had been gloomy due to the exams, was brightened up by the two girls' beautiful appearances.

No wonder good-looking people are popular everywhere; they are not only pleasing to the eye, but they can also make people feel good.

They couldn't imagine what would have happened to them if Su Ran and Feng Junhao hadn't been there; Teacher Qi would have wasted their lives.

"Teacher, we drew the folk song 'If You Bloom'."

Upon hearing that it was this song, the other students immediately beamed with joy.

They whispered among themselves.

"This song suits them perfectly."

"We all drew those old-fashioned folk songs praising beautiful mountains and rivers, but Su Ran and the others actually drew a song praising love."

"I think Feng Junhao has been like a lost soul ever since he won the lottery. He practices whenever he has free time. He's probably worn out that sheet music."

Do you think Feng Junhao might like Su Ran?

"That's impossible. So many people are pursuing Su Ran, but Feng Junhao is the quietest and most arrogant. As for saying he likes Su Ran, I think he just wants to surpass her and get first place in his major. Otherwise, why would he practice so hard?"

As the two girls chatted back and forth, Su Ran and Feng Junhao were already standing on the stage.

Teacher Qi raised her hand to signal them to begin.

As the accompaniment music began and the drumbeats drew closer, Su Ran started to sing:

"The compassion of a finger of sandalwood."

"Let our longing not decay."

"It was destined to be a true love."

"A person's future."

Feng Junhao: "Love is an eternal existence."

"Like the posture of a flower."

Even when covered in ice and snow.

"The beauty will make a comeback."

Su Ran: "If you blossom, I am willing to wait here."

"Under the moonlit pond, I wander alone, facing only my fading shadow."

"A few drops of coolness, I couldn't bear to express my feelings loudly."

"I fear I might disturb the dialogue between the flowers and the nectar."

Everyone was captivated by the singing; Su Ran's heavenly voice and the deep, affectionate male voice blended together perfectly, as if they were a match made in heaven.

When he sang the line "A few sighs, unable to fill in the best lyrics," Feng Junhao suddenly missed a beat for some reason.

Upon noticing this, Su Ran immediately added her own voice.

The students, engrossed in the song, didn't notice, but Ms. Qi, with her keen hearing, did.

After the song was finished, Teacher Qi said to Feng Junhao, "Come to my office after class."

His hair obscured Feng Junhao's eyes, but he nodded to indicate that he understood.

In the end, Teacher Qi gave them 90 points, temporarily ranking them second in the class.

These ten points are deducted from Feng Junhao's score.

Su Ran didn't pay attention, but Feng Junhao suddenly grabbed her and apologized to her.

He said with a serious expression, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake today that made you come in second place."

Su Ran said casually, "Second place is second place, it's nothing."

But Feng Junhao was very serious. "How can it be nothing? For me, only first place counts as a success. Second place and last place are no different."

Su Ran then remembered Feng Junhao, whom her classmates had mentioned, who had always been number one since childhood.

It seems that after he met her in the vocal music department of university, he was often suppressed by her in second place for a full six months.

So, for the past six months, has he considered himself a failure?

Su Ran remained silent for a few seconds before deciding to comfort her classmate.

"Your performance just now did have some flaws, but they don't detract from your overall excellence. It was just a small assessment, so there's no need to put so much pressure on yourself."

Feng Junhao was surprised that Su Ran would comfort him. He smiled bitterly and said, "It may not mean anything to you, but for me, it was a mistake that I should never have made."

Su Ran asked curiously, "So what did you just think of? Why were you a step behind?"

She knew Feng Junhao's studies quite well; he was very focused no matter what he did, and before this, his error rate was almost zero.

In his words, what was it that made him, such a focused person, slow down during the assessment?

Feng Junhao pursed his lips. "Maybe I was just too nervous."

Su Ran simply said "Oh," and then stopped paying attention to the question.

She saw Teacher Qi waving outside and said to Feng Junhao, "The teacher is looking for you, you should go quickly."

teacher's office.

Teacher Qi pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up his teacup, and asked Feng Junhao.

"You're not in the right state today."