Are You Ready To Welcome The Real Me?

After waking up, Chu Lian looked out the window. The sun had not yet fully illuminated the area, indicating that she had woken up earlier than the day she transferred to the new school.

Since her parents were not home and she had to go to school, she didn't pay much attention to what to eat for breakfast. She thought she could just buy something casually on the way.

After washing up, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection. The more she looked, the more she felt that she resembled her previous self, but with subtle differences.

If a year ago Chu Lian was a lotus flower, delicate and tender all over, then now she was a lily blooming in the mountains. No matter how strong the wind and rain outside, it could no longer stop her from blossoming.

As she continued to look, she recalled the passive skill she obtained last night and sighed softly. Unfortunately, her school uniform was primarily blue and not a light blue, but a somewhat darker shade of blue.

Although white accounted for half of the uniform, the skirt was pure blue. This meant that the uniform would likely provide her with minimal charm enhancement.

She had asked about the passive skill "Serene Orchid of the Secluded Vale." It wasn't that she only gained a charm boost when entirely dressed in white. Instead, wearing light-colored clothing would grant a charm boost depending on the amount of light color, up to a maximum of 15. Only when fully dressed in white would the charm boost be maximized.

Putting on white cotton long socks, she thought for a moment and then found a light red ribbon from the bag she had left in the living room yesterday, tying it around her wrist. Finally, she took out a white ribbon and gently tied it three inches from the end of her hair.

She planned to tie her hair in a single ponytail, as this was the hairstyle the previous Chu Lian had liked. Out of affection for her predecessor, she also grew fond of this style.

Of course, for Chu Lian, who had grown her hair long for several years, tying her waist-length hair into a single ponytail was quite simple. After tying her hair this way, her aura seemed different, as if she had gained an indescribable, endearing charm.

She spun around a few times, her dress fluttering, and her long hair slightly flying as she turned. Cute yet pure, it perfectly matched her current image.

She took a pair of white ankle boots from the wardrobe and put them on. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she appeared noticeably taller, finally not looking under 1.4 meters.

At least now she could hold her head high—though she still had no chest—well, at least she didn't seem so petite.

Children nowadays had much better living conditions than before, developing much better than kids of her age in her previous life.

From what she had seen, in the seventh grade, where twelve- and thirteen-year-olds were, boys taller than 1.5 meters were everywhere, with the tallest reaching 1.6 meters or more.

As for girls, there were many above 1.45 meters. Her height was considered slightly below average among students, and she often had to look up at others slightly. She didn't like this feeling.

Stepping out of the quiet house, it was still not yet seven o'clock, so there weren't many people on the street. However, most breakfast shops were open. After looking around for a while, she found a popular Chinese bun shop, bought a few small steamed buns, and then went to a store to buy a bottle of milk, slowly walking on her way to school.

She had thought it through: she couldn't just seem friendly with her classmates on the surface while being indifferent to them inside. She needed to genuinely integrate with them.

For her young self, starting a singing or acting career wasn't very helpful. On the contrary, becoming famous too early could be harmful to her future.

Moreover, it could easily fix her image, making it difficult for people to accept her in other styles. Encountering such a situation too early would lose a lot of potential fans, which wasn't worth it.

But now, besides writing books, she could only gradually build her reputation on the internet. Cover songs were to pave the way for her future music career, and cosplay was to pave the way for her future acting career.

These two activities could be explained as hobbies for her current self. After thinking it over for the past two days, she understood why the system wanted her to post her cover songs and video streaming images online instead of other types of work. It was entirely to pave the way for her future career.

Both cover songs and video streaming are difficult to be typecast. Cover songs can include all known music genres, and video streaming can involve selecting suitable works from thousands of film, television, and anime characters. Unless one sticks to a single style for a long time, it's hard for people to think you only fit one type.

The flexibility in image and style can attract fans who like different styles and help establish a "versatile" image over the years.

During this time, she could gradually showcase her musical talent, proficiency with instruments, acting versatility, and literary achievements bit by bit.

Once fans or others who have heard of her experience this long-term impact, they won't be too surprised when she reveals various other talents in the future.

At that time, those who like her will probably just calmly say, "What new thing has Chu Lian come up with this time? Really something to look forward to."

Calmness does not mean lack of surprise, but rather, they have become accustomed to it and hide all their emotions until her new work comes out, then they will unleash their excitement.

And this kind of extraordinary talent is better shown as early as possible. Fans who grow up with her will definitely be her most loyal supporters when they grow up. With the support of these fans, even if she fails temporarily, she can make a comeback immediately. This means she is naturally in an invincible position.

This is what she thought of after seeing the controversy sparked by the videos she uploaded in the past two days, combined with her personal image and the system's abilities. It might be correct, or it might be her overthinking.

However, the system did not directly answer her question, but she could still deduce some facts from the information it revealed.

This system, called the "Goddess Development Plan," sometimes tricks her, but it is very diligent in helping her grow into a "goddess."

Clearly, it is for her own good, laying the groundwork for her future image as an "all-around goddess," worrying that she might not complete the mission, and concerned about the difficulties she may face. Yet, it still says nothing about it and keeps teasing her.

Speaking of which, she and Ayase are both tsunderes...

"Hey, Little Lian'er, who are you calling a tsundere?" Ayase's lazy voice seemed to ring in her ear, making her ears tingle and her heart feel like it was being scratched by a kitten. "I was saying, someone called me a tsundere, but I'm not a tsundere." Of course, Chu Lian wouldn't tell the truth and cleverly shifted the topic to herself.

"Hmph, isn't Little Lian'er a tsundere? Yawn... I won't talk to you anymore, I just woke up, I'm going back to sleep for a while..." Ayase and she have a lot in common, one of which is being lazy.

Even if she goes to bed around nine o'clock at night, the next day she would still stay in bed until eleven or twelve, truly a sleeping god.

So, for the time period just after seven o'clock, getting Ayase up is not an easy task. If it weren't for the sensitive topic she just mentioned, Ayase would probably still be sleeping. Now that the issue of people talking behind their backs is resolved, going back to sleep is inevitable.

"Phew, that was close. Fortunately, I managed to get past it." At first, she didn't understand why Ayase, as a spirit, would have a human-like routine, especially her love for sleeping.

But then she thought of a certain eternally seventeen-year-old 'grandma' in a certain great barrier, who also loves to sleep. She immediately felt at ease. However, she clearly forgot the inexplicable chill that ran through her body when she thought about it back then.

As she got closer to the school, there were more pedestrians. Many students, dressed like her, were happily going to school with their parents, some were joking around in groups, some were riding bicycles, and few were walking alone like her.

This wasn't the first time she had experienced this; she was used to it. In her previous life, she almost always walked to school alone. In this life, due to her own reasons, unless it was something urgent, she rarely went to school with others.

Shaking her head and smiling, she thought, "Now that I've truly embraced this identity, winning over these little boys and girls should be a piece of cake."

"Then..." She looked up at the top of the school gate, at the four big characters "Suti High School," and said, "Are you ready to welcome my arrival?"