Yan Menglu looked at Wen Xinya. To be fair, Wen Xinya's appearance was the kind of elegance that came from the fragrance of books. The ancients said: "If one has poetry and books in his belly, his temperament will be elegant." This is well reflected in Wen Xinya. Wen Xinya gives people a feeling of talent.
Such a woman exudes a kind of noble character from the bottom of her heart, which is enough to make anyone feel ashamed of themselves.
The Yan family runs a cosmetics business, but has never touched jewelry design. She has shown a talent for jewelry design since she was a child, and because of this talent, she studied hard at a young age. After graduating from high school, she resolutely came to Beijing to study with Xia Ruya.
Sure enough, her design talent was appreciated and valued by her teacher.
But, in this world, there is always someone who is your destined opponent.
And Wen Xinya is her destined opponent. Although she is not sure whether Wen Xinya's design talent is really better than hers, she can see that the teacher looks at her with appreciation and respect, but the look she gives to Wen Xinya is full of surprise and enthusiasm.
These two different looks made her realize that the teacher liked Wen Xinya more.
This discovery made her, who had always been successful, feel jealous.
She started learning jewelry design when she was twelve years old. As far as she knew, Wen Xinya had been living away from home for fifteen years since she was a child, which meant that she started three years earlier than Wen Xinya. However, these three years did not become her advantage. On the contrary, in the eyes of her teacher, Wen Xinya was more talented than her.
She would never admit that Wen Xinya had better design talent than her.
Therefore, she regarded Wen Xinya as her competitor and enemy, so naturally she hated Wen Xinya.
Yan Menglu's thoughts turned in a thousand circles, but in just a moment, she thought she had mastered Wen Xinya. She looked at the other students in the classroom with a proud look: "See, I was right, even Wen Xinya herself admitted that her so-called jewelry design talent is just so-so."
Yan Menglu is from Gangcheng. She thinks she is superior to others and always acts arrogant and looks down on others, which makes many students dislike her.
Yan Menglu thought she was right, but her aggressive and arrogant attitude made everyone feel uncomfortable.
Wen Xinya slowly closed the book in front of her and said calmly: "Student Yan, your ability to talk to yourself is simply amazing. Whether my design talent is good or not is not up to you, so please respect yourself, Student Yan."
If you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person. There is no need for her to get angry because of other people's jealousy.
Wen Xinya's indifferent words made Yan Menglu feel like she was punching cotton. She couldn't help but get angry: "Wen Xinya, who are you? How dare you ask me to respect myself?"
My grandfather once said that here on the mainland, three generations ago, they were all a group of bandits who were so poor that they didn't even have pants to wear. How could it be compared to Hong Kong City, which is an international metropolis. Both the cultivation and education of the citizens are of international standards.
What kind of person is Wen Xinya? She has been living outside since she was a child, lacking education and quality. She is simply not a decent person. How can she compare to her, who was born in a wealthy family.
Wen Xinya's indifferent expression sank slightly, with a suffocating majesty: "Student Yan, as a child of the Yan family in Hong Kong City, your quality and upbringing are naturally beyond doubt. You should also know what to say and what not to say. Don't insult others and tarnish yourself for no reason."
Although Hong Kong City is a part of Country Z, the people there always have a sense of superiority towards the mainland. They are very self-righteous and look down on others. Yan Menglu is just like that.
Yan Menglu was so angry that her face turned blue because of Wen Xinya's words. Wen Xinya was clearly scolding her for being uneducated and uncultured. She laughed in anger: "Wen Xinya, I heard that you have been wandering around since you were a child. You are good at stealing, cheating, drinking, fighting, smoking and making trouble. Jewelry designer is the most noble and dazzling profession in the world. How can someone like you who has no quality and education be qualified to learn jewelry design? Don't tarnish this profession for nothing."
Her tone was filled with malice, her narrow phoenix eyes were filled with cold sharpness, and the hostility between her brows was so sarcastic that it almost became reality.
Yan Menglu's arrogant attitude and insulting words immediately angered several girls who had long disliked her: "What are you talking about? Miss Yan from Gangcheng is so great! No matter how powerful the Yan family is, it is only in Gangcheng. Don't forget that this is the capital. Don't act so arrogantly here. It's disgusting."
"What's wrong with classmate Wen being a drifter? He was able to get into Beijing University after being a drifter for fifteen years. You just relied on your family's power and got in through the back door. What's so great about that?"
"You are not a pig. You look down on others all day long, as if you are the only noble one in the world and the most qualified to learn jewelry design. There is no distinction between noble and humble people, but there is a distinction between noble and humble people's hearts."
Yan Menglu listened to everyone's accusations, and the anger between her brows became more intense. Her pair of slender phoenix eyes almost spit fire. She glared at Wen Xinya: "Wen Xinya, you used these classmates to attack me, you are nothing more than this."
Wen Xinya looked at her steadily, her brows calm, with a demeanor that could not be ignored: "The reason why jewelry designers are noble is not because of the nobility of this profession itself, but because designers create these dazzling jewelry and give them noble life. If the designer's soul is noble, then the jewelry they create is also noble. If the designer's soul is filthy, then the jewelry is also filthy."
Wen Xinya's words suddenly quieted the quarreling in the classroom. Everyone was familiar with this sentence, but few people could really remember it in their hearts and recite it verbatim.
Wen Xinya's voice became more and more indifferent: "Student Yan... This is the first sentence the teacher said to us on the first day of class. Let us always maintain a noble soul, so that we can create noble jewelry. You have misinterpreted the noble meaning of the profession of jewelry designer."
These words seemed just to correct Yan Menglu's noble understanding of the profession of designer.
However, Yan Menglu was so angry that her cheeks turned red and her eyes almost burst into fire. Wen Xinyali used what her teacher had said as the most powerful rebuttal to her. Every word was piercing and sonorous, stabbing her heart like a knife.
She always had only one meaning, that the nobility of the profession of designer is not about whether the person is noble, but whether the person's soul is noble. So even if she has a bad past, her soul is noble.
However, she was powerless to refute her words.
Although she did not agree with what the teacher had said to them, since the teacher had said it, she naturally could not refute it.