The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Just like a TV screen glitching out of nowhere.

Lisa blinked, puzzled. "Is something up with your computer?"

"Huh?" Mirabella looked up briefly, then answered, “Nope."

"Oh, I saw your screen flicker and thought it froze." Lisa nodded.

"It didn't." Mirabella didn't bother explaining further and shut down her laptop. In less than two seconds, the screen went black.

She closed the laptop and slid it under her pillow.

Lisa watched, taking a moment to snap out of it. "Your computer shuts down so fast..."

Much faster than her own, which sometimes froze and went to a black screen.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, "It's alright."

Lisa touched her nose, then got up and picked up the mirror from the table.

Aside from a bit of sunburn on the first day, her skin hadn't changed at all. She even felt like her skin was smoother than before, though she wondered if it was just her imagination.

Looking over at Mirabella, Lisa couldn't help but gush, "That sunscreen of yours is amazing. My skin didn't get damaged at all. Compared to others, the difference is huge. You wouldn't believe how many classmates have asked me about my sun protection."

Especially when she saw Tina's envious glances, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

Who cares about flaunting wealth?

Some things, you just can't buy!

Mirabella's eyebrows quirked up slightly, "Exclusive formula, once it's gone, it's gone."

Hearing this, Lisa felt a bit disappointed, but she understood that such a premium sunscreen must be hard to produce, so its scarcity made sense.

Getting through the toughest part of boot camp was lucky enough.

Lisa smiled, not dwelling on it any longer. She checked the time on her phone; it was already past 6:40 PM, and the cultural evening would start at 7:00 PM.

Soon, the two left the dorm and headed towards the school's auditorium.

By this time, most of the freshmen had already arrived. Seats were arranged by department, and Mirabella's bioinformatics

department, being the least popular, had the fewest people and was located at the very back, naturally offering a poorer view.

Lisa dragged Mirabella to sit in the second-to-last row. Looking towards the center stage, she couldn't help but complain, "Our bioinformatics department is really pitiful. Not only do we have fewer resources, but we're also discriminated against everywhere. I heard from some seniors the other day that even our department's research funding was snatched away by others."

It was just too sad.noveldrama

She didn't even have the heart to tell her parents about it.

Mirabella turned her head to look at Lisa, "Funding taken away?"

Lisa nodded, "Yeah, they said our department doesn't have experimental projects and hasn't made contributions to

bioinformatics, yet we still want a

share of the national research funds. Basically, we were accused of hogging resources, or something like that."

Mirabella nodded, understanding, "So, the weak are bullied."

"Exactly." Lisa pointed towards the front, "Those sitting in the first few rows are from Biotechnology, and a little behind them are the Biomedical majors... In any case, our department just gets stuck at the back."

The division was clear, arranged neatly and without question.

Lisa sighed.

Mirabella rested her hand on her knee, tapping lightly, her voice soft, "So, as long as there are contributions and research projects, our department will get funding, right?"

"Well, maybe. I'm not too sure myself, it's just what I've heard from the seniors above." Lisa touched her nose.

Let's all head to bed early~ I'm off to write some more, goodnight~