Ascension to the Top

In the evening, Qin Nan stood at the entrance of Jiangcheng Foreign Language University, his gaze crossing the crowd as if he was looking for something.

He was holding a bouquet of delicate roses in his hand, which attracted many students to look at him, but when these students saw Qin Nan's rather shabby clothes, they sneered and turned their heads with a look of disdain.

In their eyes, this kind of person is a poor man, although holding flowers in his hands, but can not change his poor nature