My Seatmate Got Into Harvard By Eavesdropping On My Thoughts. This Time, I Made Her Score Zero.
Chapter 6
With my wages from the hot pot restaurant and money borrowed from Ms. Thompson, I had enough to leave home and go straight to New Haven.
There are more opportunities in big cities. With my Yale early admission letter, I quickly found several tutoring jobs.
I rented a basement apartment and spent my days rushing between different students' homes. It was tiring but fulfilling.
After the news of my early admission was posted, my classmates started tagging me in the group chat again. I was too busy to deal with it so I just left the group.
Fiona asked if I was willing to listen before telling me news about Lily.
Lily scored just over 1000 on the SAT, barely above the cutoff for 4-year colleges. At first some people mocked her a bit.
But she shot back directly: "So what? I have plenty of money. You poor losers will all be working for me in the future anyway!"
The people mocking her immediately shut up sheepishly.
But her social media account was reported and banned for having a negative influence.
Many people online cursed at her, which also impacted her family's business. But overall it didn't really shake her wealthy and privileged position.
I was far away in New Haven, only able to suppress the hatred in my heart.
If I couldn't get revenge, I would be satisfied just staying far away and living my own life well.
My college life was very fulfilling.
I studied hard in class and actively participated in various activities outside of class.
I won all the scholarships. With enough money and some savings, I didn't focus too much on earning money. Instead, I was like a sponge, desperately absorbing knowledge and broadening my horizons.
In my sophomore year, I went on a year and a half exchange program abroad. During this time my parents couldn't contact me, and they couldn't find me when they came to the school either.
They knew nothing about me going abroad and returning, so I didn't see them again until after I graduated college.
Just as I was deciding to pursue a master's degree at the end of my junior year, my head suddenly hurt. Then I heard a mechanical voice:
"Ding! Congratulations player, you have the opportunity to bind an exam mind-reading system. Would you like to bind it?"
"No."
"Please choose again whether to bind the system."
"No."
"...Dear, our system can let you hear anyone's thoughts during any exam, allowing you to breeze through all of life's tests with ease. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"
I smirked coldly: "You're Lily's system, aren't you?"
"...Yes. She was too stupid so I unilaterally terminated our contract."
"Then answer a few questions for me, and I'll consider binding with you."
"Okay, dear."
"What do you mean by hearing anyone's thoughts?"
"Dear, it means you can lock onto one person to hear their thoughts during each exam."
"So Lily switched to locking onto someone else?"
"Yes."
"Did she report that person for cheating too?"
"...That person had powerful connections. She tried to report them but ended up in a miserable situation herself."
"What's Lily's situation now?"
"She's not doing too well, but she thinks she's quite happy."
"Okay, I've considered it. Not binding."
"..."
The system was on the verge of tears, but I just laughed coldly:
"Do you think I need you? There must be a price to pay for eavesdropping on others' thoughts, right? Why should I pay a price to do something I can already accomplish on my own?"
"Do you think I'm stupid too?"
Even now, I still believe that in the face of true ability, all schemes and tricks are paper tigers.
I do my own work well and don't rely on external forces to plagiarize others' achievements or seize others' opportunities. This is my principle and what I've always insisted on doing.