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Oh yes, the dreaming one’s full name is Sun Yumeng. No one knows how well she scored to finally make it into Qing University, whether it was due to her family’s influence or her actual grades doesn’t matter.

In the end, she’s here at Qing University, which is her success.

After Sun Yumeng’s parents left, the dormitory was filled with an awkward atmosphere. Only then did Lin Yile take out her clothes and start changing.

“How do I look?” she posed to the others, asking if she looked dashing.

Ting Yuan extended a thumbs-up to Lin Yile, while Song Qingtong adjusted the cap of the short girl. She stood at 1.72 meters tall and the others were just scraping by, her height was intimidating to others.

“Thank you, sister Qingtong,” Lin Yile said sweetly as she was the youngest. Song Qingtong was the oldest, she was a year late in her studies, and thus the eldest in the dorm.

Ting Yuan was from the countryside, started school late, and was eight when she started first grade. After nine years of mandatory education, she was now twenty-two years old. Tang Yuxin was twenty, while Lin Yile was yet to turn nineteen.

Lin Yile easily won everyone’s affection, like a little sister; pure-hearted without any schemes and capable of keeping things in balance while getting along with everyone easily.

Indeed, as soon as Lin Yile called her ‘sister’, Song Qingtong was instantly delighted.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious until there was a sudden, audible snort coming from someone. That one snort hinted at something, well, we will not speak of it now, but it was very unpleasant, very much so.

The only person here that could be harboring such feelings would be Sun Yumeng.

Sun Yumeng sat in a corner, applying skincare products on her face; her table was cluttered with an array of international brands. Was it a show of wealth or a display of superiority?

Lin Yile pouted, clearly upset.

She ran over to Tang Yuxin, hugging her arm while seeking comfort and reassurance, like a puppy that had been neglected and was pitiful no matter how you looked at it.

Tang Yuxin patted her shoulder. “Alright,” she comforted.

“I’ll give you that bottle of toner.”

“Really?”

Lin Yile hugged Tang Yuxin in one swoop, “Yuxin, I love you the most.”

Her eyes sparkled, she had been longing for that toner for so long.

“What toner?” Ting Yuan and Song Qingtong approached, wanting to know what toner it was that Lin Yile longed for. From Lin Yile’s clothes, her posessions, and attitude towards money, it was evident that her family situation was not at all low. Even if they weren’t filthy rich, they could definitely afford anything Lin Yile wanted, even high-end makeup and skincare products. However, what Lin Yile used were all unknown brands in small bottles and jars.

Tang Yuxin stood up, pulled out a box from under the bed, and took out three bottles. Lin Yile impatiently snatched one without waiting. The leftover two bottles were left in front of the other two.

“A welcome gift.”

“Quick, take it, take it! She might change her mind later,” Lin Yile quickly pushed the remaining two bottles into Ting Yuan and Song Qingtong’s hands as though Tang Yuxin might actually recall her offer, while Sun Yumeng on the side rolled her eyes. Who knows what’s in there, and to dare to put it on her face. When it comes to skincare, only trust famous brands.

Lin Yile turned around and made a huge, funny face at the back of Sun Yumeng’s head, not that she could see it.

The other two were trying to suppress their laughter.

Lin Yile quickly pulled Ting Yuan and Song Qingtong to a corner and started whispering to them.

“Don’t underestimate these products. They’re made from ancient formulas and hand-extracted. Look at my skin,” she pointed at her face. The young girl was full of vitality and youth, her skin glowing and flawless. Among them, Tang Yuxin had the best skin; it was so white it was almost transparent, making people want to touch it to see if it felt the same as it looked.

Ting Yuan, who had lived in the northwest, had a characteristic typical of the region: her face bore a highland rouge glow. In summer, it was not apparent but in winter, it would show up without fail.

As for Song Qingtong, she had a few pimples on her face, and her skin was somewhat dry. Therefore, the two girls couldn’t help but notice their skin. They were wondering if it was because the water quality was better in Qing’an, was that why the girls were so radiant there?

Lin Yile opened the bottle, dripped some on her hand, and rubbed it over her skin. It was almost odorless and fragrance-free. When she rubbed the liquid on her skin, it seemed to be absorbed immediately.

“Apply it properly, especially during military training, it can protect you from the sun.”

The two of them were stunned, awkwardly holding the three nondescript products.

Although they didn’t know if it had such a great use as sun protection, they dared to apply it on their faces because Lin Yile was applying it liberally across her face. If she dared, they dared too.

The next morning, as soon as daylight broke, the military bugle echoed through the campus, signaling them to get up—it was indeed the military training period. Everyone quickly got in training uniform, and Lin Yile swiftly applied the liquid on her face, neck, and back of her hands.

Ting Yuan thought for a moment then applied some herself. Song Qingtong, unable to resist the flow, reluctantly did the same. Feeling surprisingly fresh and comfortable after application, as if a gentle wind was blowing on her face, her pores fully opened and breathing easy.

Tang Yuxin did the same.

She wasn’t worried about getting tanned, and her skin wouldn’t turn dark with sun exposure. At most, she would experience a bit of peeling, but she’d quickly return to her regular complexion.

As for Sun Yumeng, her face was already coated with three layers of high-end skincare products. Tang Yuxin glanced at her but didn’t say a word.