Don't Add Drama to Me Anymore

Reborn and returned to the eve of the college entrance examination results release, Xu Chuan stared at the message that the compensation had been received, with a steady hand. In his last life, it started from this day: fake watches, wine tables, club thresholds, seating rules... He made "pretending" a homework, squeezed into the rich second generation circle of the university, and then was exposed in public, dropped out of school, and died. He has made three rules for himself in this life: only spend money on comfort; don't get involved in comparisons; and don't use the sacrifices of his parents to gain face. But the world insists on adding drama to him. Rejecting invalid social interactions is interpreted as a sign of being a wealthy person; spending money according to semesters is interpreted as trust in education; even taking the bus is praised as experiencing life. Some people even discovered that he knew too well the rules hidden in the details: giving way to license plates, identifying fake cigarettes, medical routes, who to call for services, and when to leave. When disaster relief commemorative medals were ridiculed as "taobao goods", when overseas risks approached those around him, and when someone wanted to reenact the social death script of his previous life, Xu Chuan slowly revealed his true colors: it was not the wealth that was performed, but the roots that the previous generation had sacrificed their lives for, and the comfort that he had chosen in this life. Those who have pretended know best what is fake. After you stop pretending, you will really come to your door.