If people are divided into three, six, and nine grades, then the hazy and ordinary people are like the ninth grade people, with no beauty, no money, no talent, no love, and no charm.
When she climbed from the ninth class to the first class: she had beauty, money, talent, charm, and love~~
Want to know how she does it?
An inspirational story about breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly, a beautiful and romantic love poem, now begins...