Shen Zhiyue was humble and timid, with dull qualifications and low cultivation. She was bullied by her peers and insulted by the strong.
She almost got used to it. When she was sad, she would squat in the corner and cry until a voice sounded.
"You, go slap them in the face."
Shen Zhiyue hesitated, "Me?"
"That's right, go ahead and trample them all under your feet."
Shen Zhiyue was timid, "Do I have to work hard too? Can I work hard too?"
Shen Zhiyue doubted herself.
The voice said coldly, "If you don't attack them, I will attack you!"
Only after a long time did Shen Zhiyue realize that the taste she longed for, the taste she had tasted by herself, was so pleasant!
She desires, she gets, and of course it must include "you."
Determination: I have no control over my destiny. My daughter should strive for self-improvement. If she doesn't work hard, she will die. What I want, I will get it myself!
