Li Hongmei turned her face away. She had nothing in common with the other educated youths and couldn't be bothered to talk to them.
One of the educated youths nearby, unaware of what Li Hongmei was thinking, couldn't help but praise Gu Jiaojiao.
"Gu Zhiqing is so beautiful. That red suits her complexion perfectly. I wish I were that pretty."
"Then I wouldn't have to worry about finding a husband."
The educated youth sighed wistfully.
After speaking, she looked over at Li Hongmei.
"Hong Mei, don't you agree?"
Li Hongmei sneered. "I don't have to worry about finding a husband."
"Besides, I'm beautiful too—not a bit worse than Gu Jiaojiao."
The other educated youth's eyes immediately widened.
She looked at Li Hongmei's wide, flat face, and her dark complexion that had only lightened a tiny bit.
"Li Hongmei, you're uglier than I am! How dare you compare yourself to Gu Jiaojiao?"
Li Hongmei: ...
'What is this person spouting nonsense about?'
