Back at school.
Lin Zhiyi pushed open the dormitory door; her roommates were still out, apparently, they had said in the group chat that they were going for interviews.
She opened her own cupboard, looked at the things inside, and squinted her eyes slightly.
Just as she was about to reach for something, a voice sounded from behind.
"Zhiyi."
Lin Zhiyi lowered her hand, turned around, and Shen Yan rushed in front of her, slapping her own face frantically.
"Zhiyi, I'm so sorry!"
"It's all my fault because I was terrified of being poor. Journalist Chen said he just needed to use your account to say a few words, and I believed him."
"You know my mom always looked down on me for wasting money on university, that's why I was fooled. Please have some pity."
While slapping herself, Shen Yan was guilt-tripping Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi didn't respond and pretended to be stunned, watching as Shen Yan slapped herself repeatedly.
Shen Yan dared not stop despite her anger.