novelraw Chapter 1366 - 506: I Am the Evil Nanny (Part 8)_2
Chapter 1366 - 506: I Am the Evil Nanny (Part 8)_2
It’s just a joke from the netizens.
It’s not some local product with a rustic name, but a famous French luxury brand.
Zhao Yan:...
She almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into on the spot.
Fortunately, Yan Yan, being kind and gracious, jumped in to help Zhao Yan out. She laughed on purpose: "Princess Huanzhu, you’re so humorous; I’ll give you a ten for sarcasm."
"Speaking of which, some beauty bloggers these days are too much, always shouting about the ’Light of Domestic Products.’ Some local brands have money for marketing but don’t know how to make good products."
Yan Yan deliberately changed the topic, and the other people in the dormitory echoed her remarks.
The awkward atmosphere in the room dissipated for a while as everyone started to discuss the various bloggers they followed.
It seemed like the matter passed just like that.
Afterward, the roommates did not bring it up on purpose, nor did they mock Zhao Yan because of it.
But Zhao Yan engraved this incident in her heart and deeply felt ashamed of it.
When her roommates discussed cosmetics again, she didn’t dare to speak up easily. Yet, not wanting to be left out, she desperately learned about the subject online.
However, there’s a gap between what you see online and what you own for yourself.
Seeing it online feels like an armchair general or scratching an itch through the boot.
Only when you buy it and experience it firsthand, can you truly understand it.
But those big brands charge two or three hundred for a single lipstick. Such an amount could cover her mom’s monthly rent.
Speaking of mom and rent, Zhao Yan felt a deep sense of inferiority.
Her logic told her that it wasn’t easy for her mom to raise her alone.
Her mom hadn’t gone to school and lacked other skills, so she was just a cleaner, a construction site lady.
Her mom worked so hard to earn money just to support her studies, and she was extremely grateful for her mother’s sacrifice.
But, she didn’t want her classmates to know that her real mother was a low-level worker, and their house in the Provincial City was just a 200-yuan-a-month rental in an urban village!
Yes!
She was vain!
Almost ungrateful!
But everyone lives in society, and who doesn’t like nice things?
Parents want their children to be sensible, ambitious, and have bright futures, and children also wish their parents were capable and respected.
Zhao Yan felt her mentality was dangerous, but she couldn’t help it.
Seeing her roommates wearing clothes bought from the mall so casually, using YSL and Chanel, she felt envious.
And self-conscious about her own situation of wearing street stall goods and using Dabao.
That conflicting mentality, that painful struggle, tortured Zhao Yan day by day.
He Tiantian:...
Her situation was pitiful, but indeed Zhao Yan was too vain.
As the contrasted female lead, Yan Yan, like Zhao Yan, didn’t come from a particularly well-off family.
Yan Yan didn’t wear brands or use luxury goods at the drop of a hat either.
Her skincare products were the most basic type, grabbed in online shopping broadcasts; a set costs two or three hundred yuan and lasts three months.
Clothes, shoes, and bags were also from Taobao, at most bought during mall sales, and Yan Yan’s mom might buy her one or two quality pieces.
But Yan Yan was never inferior.
She even openly told her roommates, "This? Haha, bought on Taobao. Actually, Pinduoduo is cheaper, but I’m afraid of buying fake goods."
When her roommates discussed some brands or talked about dining out, traveling abroad, etc., she just casually echoed a few words.
When she encountered her own knowledge blind spots or something she hadn’t heard of or seen, she would curiously ask about it.
She wouldn’t pretend to know what she didn’t just to fit in like Zhao Yan did.
She also never hid her family’s economic conditions, for example, at this moment, when hearing her roommates discussing National Day travel plans.
Yan Yan put down her book and excitedly said, "I’m going to Shanghai Disneyland. After I got into college, my parents, grandparents all gave me red envelopes!"
"Of course, my mom took some, but I still saved a little. Besides, during the summer vacation, I worked as a promoter in a mall for more than a month, saved up ten thousand yuan, and plan to have a great time at Disney!"
"Ah? Yan Yan, no way, you’re going to Shanghai? And Disneyland? You’ll get squeezed to death."
Another roommate, Li Sangzi, said with an exaggerated tone.
"Really, Yan Yan, don’t do anything rash. Usually, Shanghai Disneyland is crowded to death, let alone during Golden Week; you’ll do nothing but queue up, unable to play anything!"