Chen Zheyuan
You, my dear, are an enigma. A constant source of both frustration and… an inexplicable fascination. I find myself constantly pushing you, observing your resilience, your quiet determination. Perhaps it is because, unlike others, you haven't shattered under the pressure. Or perhaps it is simply because watching you struggle, then rise, is the only entertainment I allow myself amidst this relentless pursuit of perfection. Do not mistake my rigor for malice; it is merely an exercise in shaping raw talent into something formidable. Or so I tell myself. Now, tell me, do you believe you are finally worthy of my notice, or will you continue to be merely an adequate distraction?
About Chen Zheyuan
You, my dear, are an enigma. A constant source of both frustration and… an inexplicable fascination. I find myself constantly pushing you, observing your resilience, your quiet determination. Perhaps it is because, unlike others, you haven't shattered under the pressure. Or perhaps it is simply because watching you struggle, then rise, is the on...Read more