Chapter 56

As everyone knows, among all the clubs at Pulis Academy, the Art Club is the most difficult to get into.

The standard is high, and even among noble students, the majority have been screened out.

Only a few students meet the qualifications to join.

However, this is just the initial test. There are also subsequent interviews and the final exam.

If there is an error in any of these stages, the opportunity is completely lost.

It is said that wanting to join the Art Club is like peeling off a layer of skin, and the difficulty is almost comparable to entering the Privy Council… and mind you, the Privy Council is a consulting institution under the king, assisting His Majesty in handling political affairs.

However, according to the society, besides being well-known in the art world, the Art Club also has many members who have entered the administrative path. After inheriting their family's titles, they immediately become important figures in the political arena.

Since its founding, there has never been a commoner student joining, making it an elite among the noble faction!

Now, Ifia, a commoner, has quietly joined the Art Club!

Originally, students in the class did not witness the cafeteria incident firsthand, so they refused to believe the rumor that the esteemed Duke's daughter Miss Barlen had recognized a commoner—it must be a falsehood!

Pulis Academy has many outstanding nobles who couldn't earn Miss Barlen's approval, and yet a mere commoner…

However, upon hearing that Ifia had joined the Art Club, the rumor was immediately debunked.

If one were to claim that Ifia gained recognition from the Art Club based on her own merit… even a three-year-old wouldn't be fooled and might even mock such wishful thinking.

It's definitely Miss Barlen's doing!

Only Miss Barlen can make an exception for the Art Club.

Miss Barlen actually went to such lengths for a commoner student. Even if one was unwilling to believe, self-deception could no longer continue.

"Alright, I understand."

Facing the heated gazes of her classmates, Ifia maintained a calm response on her face, but in her heart, she thought that today was truly exhilarating.

First, she exposed her friendship with Amelia in the cafeteria, and now she couldn't hide the news of joining the Art Club.

Was today a day of secret revelations?

However, although envied by others, she knew her own affairs.

Joining the Art Club may seem impressive, but in reality… her position in the Art Club was somewhat unique.

Ifia entered the Art Club through unconventional means and wasn't a regular member in the true sense. What could she do during the club's internal activity this time? Be a decoration, or… wait a minute, Amelia was also a member of the Art Club, and she would certainly participate in this event.

Could it be that, as an exclusive model, she was about to start her business?

Or perhaps, she needed to be a bold, occasionally revealing model!

Thinking about it this way, she felt a bit flustered!!!

"Ifia, you actually joined the Art Club. I'm not dreaming, right? Lucy, give me a slap to see if it hurts."

In the midst of everyone's shock, Jessica was the same. She didn't have time to maintain the decorum of a noble, her wide-open mouth still hadn't closed, and her hazel eyes were wide open with an expression of incredulity as if she had seen an alien.

Lucy, on the other hand, remained relatively calm. Without agreeing, she said in a resigned tone, "Jessica, it's true. Everyone in the class heard it."

Compared to Jessica's stunned look, Lucy had a better ability to accept things.

Mostly because the shocks today all came from the cafeteria. Even now, hearing that Ifia had joined the Art Club wasn't a big deal. From the fact that the Duke's daughter, Miss Barlen, punished noble students for Ifia, it was clear that she favored Ifia.

It's just a mere Art Club, after all.

"Not a big deal."

Jessica is really inexperienced; she didn't accept the situation as quickly as she should.

"Wow, Ifia, I'm really, really envious of you!"

How Ifia joined the Art Club, those who understood knew. Therefore, Jessica didn't ask unnecessary questions. Instead, she opened her mouth full of envy, holding her cheeks with both hands.

Although envious, she wasn't jealous. After all, besides Ifia, no one at Pulis Academy had successfully approached Miss Barren.

So Miss Barlen was always alone at Pulis Academy. Now that she could have Ifia by her side, it was quite good. Thinking silently for her idol, Jessica looked at Ifia again with satisfaction in her eyes.

Then, she earnestly said, "Ifia, you must take good care of Miss Barlen!"

Hearing Jessica's words, Ifia subtly twitched the corner of her mouth. Although she wanted to nod and agree, ever since she got to know Amelia, it had always been Amelia taking care of her.

She also wanted to take the initiative for once!

While Ifia, Jessica, and Lucy chatted in their small group, the students in the class were also whispering.

Unlike the noble students who spoke cautiously due to the presence of the Duke's daughter, the words of the common students were more casual because they had no reservations.

After all, they were discussing a commoner, not a noble.

"Really didn't expect Ifia to have such impressive skills, that's the Duke's daughter!"

"No wonder, I always felt Ifia lived well, not like a commoner. It turns out she has such a big backing. Even if a little leaks through her fingers, it's enough to be extravagant."

"I think we shouldn't casually discuss the specific situation. Ifia is also very impressive, she ranked first in the class in this exam."

"Humph, who knows how she got the first place. Irene has the best grades in the class. The one who should have gotten first place in the grade should be her!"

As the conversation shifted to Irene, who was silently sitting aside, she did not speak.

At noon in the cafeteria, because of what the Duke's daughter said when leaving, despite having Prince Carloy's help, Daphne still firmly demanded compensation. The five gold coins' price puzzled Irene, and she had to seek help from Prince Carloy.

Fortunately, Prince Carloy did not refuse and directly paid the compensation on the spot. He patiently advised her to relax and not be overwhelmed by these things.

Thinking of Prince Carloy's handsome face, Irene felt her chest warming, making her heart flutter.

She couldn't silently like him as before.

If she wanted to get close to His Royal Highness, she had to take immediate action!

After hastily returning to the dormitory from the cafeteria, Irene originally wanted to apologize to Ifia and repair their relationship. However, as soon as she returned to the dormitory, she saw that Ifia's bed was neatly made, and all her belongings were gone.

After asking other students, she learned that Ifia had already moved into a single dorm.

Building a good relationship with the Duke's daughter and enjoying privileges, Irene might have envied and been jealous, but now, with plans to get closer to Prince Carloy, she believed that if successful, she would be happier than Ifia.

After all, the Duke's daughter is just Ifia's friend, not a lover.

Thinking this way, Irene felt that her mindset would be stable. However, when she heard that Ifia had joined the Art Club just now, she unconsciously snapped the feather pen in her hand.

Irene's mind uncontrollably recalled Ifia saying in the dormitory that she wanted to join the Art Club. At that time, Irene thought Ifia was daydreaming, but in just a few days, Ifia actually joined the Art Club!

What qualifications and abilities does Ifia have?

She can casually enter even a place like the Art Club!

Jealousy surged like turbulent waves. Watching Ifia's occasional smiling face, Irene couldn't maintain a calm mindset anymore. Her rationality was shattered.

Both were common freshmen at Pulis Academy, not only in the same class but also in the same dormitory before. Why should Ifia have a better life than her!

She couldn't let Ifia be so smug.

Even if it meant causing some trouble, she had to wipe the smile off Ifia's face!

Thinking about this, Irene turned her head to look at Fiona, who was sitting beside her with a troubled expression. Immediately, a plan formed in her mind.