Rumour has it that Miss Lu has no talent, no skills, learning trash, bossy and cruel, not putting people down……

A certain craftsman held up the frame of the mirror, “It’s okay, I’m ready to mess it up.” No talent or skill? A Lu Qingye song played on the piano once shook the entire entertainment circuit. Not a good student? Principal Hadrian followed Lu Qingye with an ingratiating voice asking, licking: “When are you coming back to school to continue teaching, girl?” Bullying and rudeness? Disregarding people? Xu Boyan said lovingly: “That’s the qualification I gave her, isn’t it?” “Master, it’s bad, our intelligence network has been hacked.” The subordinate said cautiously. “А? Sorry, my hand shook.” A certain young lady raised her small hand carelessly. “Little friend, how many more waistcoats have you got?”. A certain gentleman’s corner of his mouth lit up with a smile. Suddenly one day Lu Qingye discovered that her birth was not what she thought it would be.

This is the story of two big men picking at each other’s waistcoats.