My name is Ling Yun. Orphaned at a young age, I was adopted by Su Jiuxuan, my father’s close friend, and became the Su family’s third child. My eldest sister, Su Liuli, is student council president at Tianhai Middle School and consistently ranks among the top five in her grade. My second sister, Ye Qingge, is a social prodigy who occasionally makes it into the top tier. As for me, I’ve spent years hovering around the bottom fifty. My one advantage is being “the student council president’s younger brother.”
Tianhai Middle School is an elite institution affiliated directly with Tianhai University. Its students are either rich and powerful or exceptionally talented. I only got in by the skin of my teeth thanks to a special policy, but the curriculum, far more advanced than that of ordinary schools, soon exposed me. The three years of middle school cover material from both middle and high school, while high school students are taught university-level subjects. With a pace like “seventh graders studying eighth-grade material, and eleventh graders studying freshman-year university courses,” anyone who isn’t a genius struggles to keep up.
I tried to work hard, but the gap between us was insurmountable. My eldest sister handles student council business with ease, and my second sister has connections all over campus, while I can barely keep up with the basic classes. In this gathering of elites, my very existence feels like a joke. But maybe this is a label I have to tear off myself.
