From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

At the end of December, senior high school students across the province began taking a three-day joint examination.

Ming Jing returned to campus after taking half a month off.

As time went on, the weather became colder and colder, a sticky, biting chill that was hard to bear.

All the candidates throughout the city were separated and scattered across various exam sites in Jiangzhou, and Ming Jing was assigned to the neighboring Yi High School.

Students rushed into the exam room, rubbing their hands for warmth, fortunately, there was heat blowing inside, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.

It was so comfortable.

“I heard that it’s snowing heavily in the north, with snow three feet deep. It’s a pity that we in Jiangzhou can only hope for snow. My lifelong wish is to see heavy snow in the north.”

“Be content, it’s so cold that your hands would freeze into icicles before you even stretch them out.”

A group of people chattered around, each finding their designated seat and sitting down.

Taking off their cotton-padded jackets, and removing hats, respectively.

The joint exam was somewhat more relaxed than regular exams, and the questions were generally simpler, so the candidates didn’t feel much pressure and could still chat and laugh.

Xie Zhen looked up, saw Tang Wan, hesitated for a moment, and didn’t say anything before walking into the classroom.

They hadn’t talked for a long time and didn’t expect to be in the same exam room again.

When Xie Zhen entered, those who recognized her greeted her.

“Please take care of us, Xie Shen. We’re counting on you.”

Everyone stared at her with fervent eyes. Xie Zhen was used to it being next to Ming Jing and calmly walked to her seat.

She was one of only two Yi High School students who scored well enough in the competition to gain a spot in CMO, earning a silver medal, which was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Xie Zhen was a very ordinary student at Yi High School, not outstanding in looks or academics, and not particularly exceptional in her science class either.

However, such an average person unexpectedly achieved the same CMO silver medal as Zhao Heng, guaranteeing bonus points in the college entrance examination, which left many people in awe.

When she returned from Jingzhou, Xie Zhen’s popularity in school skyrocketed as everyone discovered her close relationship with Zhao Heng and were envious of her.

But looking at Xie Zhen’s face, they reassured themselves that Zhao Heng probably treated her as a genuine friend. Since Xie Zhen’s appearance posed no threat, female students didn’t bother her and instead tried to get closer to her.

Most of the reasons for this actually came from Ming Jing, which Xie Zhen was well aware of.

When they were at the airport, her association with Ming Jing made the hot search, and she appeared in several photos featuring Ming Jing taken by paparazzi, proving that their relationship was special, making many people envious.

Although Xie Zhen was praised as a top student, she was not arrogant. She remained humble, cautious, and focused on her studies. Tang Wan, who used to always be by her side, seemed to have not interacted much with her for quite some time.

When Tang Wan entered, she saw everyone surrounding Xie Zhen, asking questions and giving her the attention of a princess, making Tang Wan uncomfortable.

Tang Wan endured the discomfort, walked to her seat, and threw her pencil case on the desk with a sharp sound.

Everyone noticed her but pretended not to see, continuing to ask Xie Zhen questions.

It wasn’t until Ming Jing entered that the entire classroom went silent as death.

Xie Zhen suddenly stood up, her face full of excitement.

“Ming Jing, I can’t believe we’re in the same exam room.”

Her usually dull eyes shone brightly as if seeing her idol.

Ming Jing smiled and said, “What a coincidence.”

The others were mostly seeing Ming Jing in person for the first time, and they were stunned by her beauty.

She was taller than the average girl, like a slender willow tree in spring, tall and flexible. In such cold weather, everyone was wearing cotton-padded or down jackets, but she still wore her signature outfit. Her clothing had sold out online, and countless imitations emerged, but no one could replicate her effortless elegance.

Even famous beauty bloggers failed to mimic Ming Jing’s natural makeup, and supermodels in the same black-and-white attire couldn’t compare.

This “Ming Jing style” influenced the fashion world, and many fashion magazines studied her style, ultimately concluding that simplicity is the pinnacle of fashion.