CHAPTER 252: CHAPTER 72: THE REAL TEST (PART 2)

"My own career?" The female students became noisy again. The last batch of graduates from Kelly Women’s College was very surprised by this harsh condition. Everyone thought that passing the advancement exam was already an accomplishment, but they didn’t expect... the harder part was yet to come.

"Career is a relatively narrow concept, I need to clarify something, Kelly Women’s College aims to cultivate two types of individuals. One type is the socialites who rise to the top by virtue of their family. This, for everyone present, is not difficult to achieve. The other type is those who advance further through the charm of their family and themselves, to become truly distinguished women." Standing at the podium, Wen Maixue had at that moment transformed into an impassioned politician. In fact, she possessed all the qualities of a competent female politician. She was beautiful, young, with a good education and family background, all of which could be the stepping stones for her to become a world-renowned distinguished woman.

A distinguished woman and a socialite are two completely different concepts. A socialite is like a decorative flower resting on the wall, while a distinguished woman is akin to the longitudinal and latitudinal veins that move with the earth. At that moment, the educational philosophy of Kelly Women’s College was elevated to a whole new level.

"It sounds easy, but not everyone has your foundation." This sentence was not from Su Ziceng, because at that moment, all of Su Ziceng’s attention was drawn to a photo in the manual. All the sounds of discussion had become noise buzzing around his ears.

"I know many of you may feel discontent, thinking that I’m using the school’s name to raise the graduation threshold," said Wen Maixue as she walked to the center of the teachers. Departing from the superior height of the podium, Wen Maixue seemed to step down from a sacred platform, turning into an ordinary petite student.

"Many of you may not know, but I also have an elder sister," Wen Maixue seemed to fall into nostalgia. No one made a sound of doubt, although everyone in the classroom was shocked by this unexpected news.

"My sister, she is smart, beautiful, and could be called ’God’s favorite.’ Next to her, I was merely an ugly duckling, no matter how hard I flapped my wings, I could never reach the height of a swan," Wen Maixue gestured with her arms. She had learned dancing from a young age, even her casual poses appeared graceful but were seen by everyone as embodying a desperate beauty.

In such a prominent family, having such an outstanding sister was undoubtedly a disaster.

"No one noticed me, including those people who now value me," Wen Maixue stopped moving, her hands crossed, quietly standing aside. For a while, she seemed to revert to the insecure Wen Maixue, overlooked by the Wen Family.

"Wen Zimu, her other name is New," Wen Maixue uttered the name that had been imprisoned in her heart for many years.

Those who had never heard of New whispered inquires, while those who had heard discussed amongst themselves. New had fallen, but this did not hinder her once famous reputation. The woman with Eastern grace was one of the earliest to spark the Eastern trend.

"Few know about the accident involving New. I do not wish to waste more words on the changes that occurred around me afterwards, I just want to tell you, no one is born strong. You can choose to be a protected socialite, or you can choose to be a distinguished woman who is adept in handling situations. And now, it’s all in your own hands," Wen Maixue still stood by the side, her shoulders trembling slightly, mentioning Wen Zimu took a lot of courage.

"In your own hands," this sentence effectively stirred everyone’s emotions. In this peaceful era, everyone’s fate seemed graspable in their own hands. However, in reality, things often went contrary to desires. Among the female students who entered Kelly Women’s School, few truly followed their own wishes to join this ancient institution.

Birth, growth, education, work, marriage, childbirth, aging – this life script, which is actually arranged by families or perhaps more accurately said by society. Step by step, whether through mud or thorns, all must be traversed.

And at this moment, these still naive and unaware young girls were told that they could control their own destinies. This undoubtedly equated to unshackling the chains from a slave’s feet, allowing them to pursue their own freedom.

"Even if the chains are made of gold, they are still chains," Wen Maixue released her hands, making a unlocking gesture, her demeanor elegant, almost as if magical, and it seemed as though the sound of chains falling could be heard in the classroom.

"You can stand up now and choose to give up, follow those students who have left; this way, you wouldn’t waste more than a year of your time." No one could have anticipated that after sending away one batch of students, Kelly Women’s School would immediately start a new round of eliminations. This "timetable" was no longer light. Choosing to stay at Kelly meant facing not studies, but a competition course more brutal than survival over the next year.

This burden was not something everyone could bear. This time, they didn’t even have the "hundred dollars" safety fund.

In the classroom, there was first a dead silence, then a murmur, followed by the noise of chairs and tables being moved. Some people stood up, choosing to give up. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)