He Tiantian’s heart skipped a beat. She had already bypassed the male lead and deviated from the script, so how could such a plot twist still arise?
The difference from the original script was roughly that the original character was truly vain and materialistic, seduced by a couple of empty promises from a Japan person, foolishly abandoning her husband and child to elope to Japan.
As for He Tiantian herself, no matter how enticing Seo Juan’s fabrications were, she would never betray her own country to play into the hands of foreigners!
Though there was an essential difference, He Tiantian was sure she wouldn’t follow the original character’s path.
But after going around in circles, there were signs that the story was "returning" to its original course, which made He Tiantian somewhat nervous.
In the last novel’s world, she had personally suffered from a script kill.
So, she was well aware of the power a script could wield.
But, how powerful could it be?
She, He Tiantian, would absolutely not yield. This vicious villain role could be played by anyone who wished; she certainly wouldn’t!
Isn’t it fragrant to win glory for Hua Country and get rich with your top-grade family?
He Tiantian pushed away Seo Juan, who was insisting on getting close, and said indifferently, "What’s so good about going abroad? I can improve my archery skills and still go abroad to compete!"
"Why should I fawn over some students studying abroad?"
Those so-called students studying abroad, can you trust what comes out of their mouths?
Hmph, she was born after the year 2000. To her, foreigners weren’t as coveted or admired as they were in this era.
"That’s enough, Seo Juan. If you like it, then go yourself. Don’t drag me into it; I have to train!"
He Tiantian, feeling Seo Juan’s malice, didn’t bother to be polite and made her stance clear.
Liu Jianhong had originally been curious about the nice things Seo Juan had bought, but seeing how resolute He Tiantian was, she seemed to be awakened by something.
Yes, she had come to Capital City for training, aiming to compete.
That material world outside was indeed alluring, but it wasn’t for her.
She still needed to earn money for her younger siblings’ tuition fees.
"Seo Juan, I... we’re going to train," Liu Jianhong, who was timid deep down, didn’t dare to be as bold as He Tiantian and stammered a sentence, not daring to glance at Seo Juan, and lowered her head to follow He Tiantian out the door.
"He Tiantian, you, you—" Seo Juan, upon hearing He Tiantian’s refusal, simply couldn’t believe her ears.
In an era where everyone wanted to go abroad, was there still someone as foolish as He Tiantian?
And she talked of "relying on herself" as if she thought she was some kind of grand figure!
Well, okay, He Tiantian did have the capital to be proud.
But, how could she truly not want to go abroad?
Japan is so great. Seo Juan’s father’s colleague went to Japan to work and next year he brought back a big color TV for the family.
Not some small window-like black and white television but a real big color TV, a whole twenty-one inches, and it was flat-screen, genuine Japan goods.
They say that in Japan, even washing dishes for people, you can make more in a month than what a domestic worker makes in a year.
And athletes, their treatment over there is so high.
Unlike in Hua Country, only after joining the provincial team or the National Team do you get an allowance for intensive training, just two or three hundred yuan a month.
That’s barely enough to buy a decent set of cosmetics, not to mention branded clothes and jewelry.
If Seo Juan had the ability of that "Tenth Ring He," she would have used her connections to go abroad and compete long ago.
Seo Juan’s own results weren’t bad, but they simply couldn’t compare to He Tiantian’s almost otherworldly standards.
Hence, those foreign students would only invite her for a meal, unwilling to spend big money on her.
One of the Japan people did suggest, however, that if she could bring He Tiantian over and persuade her to go to Japan, that person would give her a reward.
After hearing what the Japan person said, Seo Juan felt both aggrieved and jealous.
She was aggrieved at being looked down upon by foreigners and envious of He Tiantian’s talent.
Why did all the good fortune go to He Tiantian, a wild girl from the countryside?
And what’s more infuriating is that He Tiantian was not even tempted by the overtures of the Japan people?
The very thing Seo Juan was yearning for, He Tiantian didn’t care about at all, and there was nothing more frustrating for Seo Juan than that.
But she had no other choice; she showed off and made enticing offers, but He Tiantian, a rustic village lass who had never seen much of the world, didn’t even envy them.
What else could she do? She certainly couldn’t drag her there by force.
Watching the backs of He Tiantian and Liu Jianhong, Seo Juan’s face turned very gloomy.