Qin Siyang rubbed his chin as he studied Fu Wanli onstage.
Fu Wanli's name sounded grand and stirring, but his appearance was the exact opposite.
He had shifty eyes, a flat nose, and buckteeth. When he smiled, his features scrunched into a mass of creases. He could have played a clown onstage without any makeup.
His only redeeming feature was his ramrod-straight back. His posture and bearing refused to sink to the level of his face, so he couldn't quite be called sleazy.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Fu Wanli, a freshman at Nanrong University. I'm delighted to speak on behalf of the incoming students."
"My family situation is difficult. My father is a compulsive gambler, my mother is bedridden, my older brother needs an astronomical bride price, and my younger sister travels all over the place. The burden of supporting the family fell on my shoulders at an early age..."
In the audience, Zhao Sifang frowned at his phone, then activated Conversation Shielding and muttered, "That's not right. According to the freshman records, Fu Wanli's family consists of just him and his mother. Where did this father, brother, and sister come from?"
Gu Yunpeng glanced at Zhao Longfei onstage and said, "Look, Principal Zhao seems a little confused too. He's probably just as surprised by Fu Wanli's load of nonsense."
"Is he really just making things up?" A flicker of disgust crossed Hu Chan's eyes. "His ability to invent lies out of thin air is practically on par with President Qin's."
Chu Baxing shook his head slightly. "No, he's nowhere close. How could Fu Wanli's petty little tricks compare with Qin Siyang's ability to pull the wool over everyone's eyes?"
"Fair point."
Qin Siyang didn't join the discussion. He was busy wondering why Fu Wanli would make up nonsense at the