I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 35 The Background of Life
Kim Hyo-joo is not the kind of person who lacks emotional intelligence, nor does she like to tease others' bottom line or PUA others.

At least for now, Kim Hyo Joo won't PUA Bai Chou. She hasn't even started her life yet, so why would she PUA him?

I ordered a simple order of air-dried duck breast, a roasted mushroom and chicken breast salad as a salad, and finally a Bolognese spaghetti bolognese as a side dish.

Handing the menu to the waitress, Kim Hyo-joo asked Bai Chou what he wanted to drink, or mineral water at room temperature?
Bai Chou said that was not necessary, he didn't drink room temperature mineral water all the time, how about two glasses of non-alcoholic mojitos, the sweet water tasted quite good.

Soon, the waiter brought up the appetizer bread and two non-alcoholic mojitos.

Kim Hyo-joo raised her hand to ask the waitress for a straw, then lifted her hair and casually took off the gray sun-protection suit she was wearing outside, revealing a sleeveless white tight-fitting suspender vest and a well-proportioned figure.

Large areas of fair and delicate skin entered Bai Chou's sight, along with slender snow-white arms and the delicate collarbone between the tight white neckline...

Bai Chou, who was breaking a piece of whole wheat bread, subconsciously took another look.

It's not that Bai Chou lacks determination, nor is it that Bai Chou is a pig brother. This is determined by the physiology of human beings. Even if Liu Xia Hui came, he would have to take a closer look.

Most importantly, Kim Hyo-joo, who took off her sun protection clothing and was left with only a white tight-fitting suspender vest on her upper body, can be said to have changed her "image" and refreshed her "status" compared to the previous second.

It is difficult for two people sitting face to face to ignore the changes in the appearance of the other person. At least they will take a few more glances because it is more fresh.

Kim Hyo-joo raised the corner of her mouth slightly and put the straw brought by the waiter into the wine glass.

Then, instead of drinking water naturally like Bai Chou did when he picked up the wine glass, he lowered his head slightly, raised his eyes to look at Bai Chou opposite him, and used his tender and rosy lips to chase the straw to drink the non-alcoholic mojito in the glass.

She is so good.

Bai Chou just felt that Kim Hyo-joo, who was sitting opposite him, was inexplicably more attractive.

Whether it's casually lifting her hair, taking off her sunscreen clothes to reveal her skin and good figure, or watching Bai Chou chasing the straw with her lips...

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she showed off her beautiful and charming facial features, fair skin, graceful figure and other advantages.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Kim Hyo-joo raised her head, as if the non-alcoholic mojito had chilled her heart. She squinted her eyes but asked Bai Chou without much change in the rest of her facial features.

"It looks good on you." Bai Chou answered honestly.

He has never liked playing with words or learning advanced language skills. It's too tiring. He likes to be passive.

Most of the time, Bai Chou would tell the truth as little as possible to avoid offending the other person, regardless of whether he was pursuing the other person or not.

If you like me and think I'm good, then we'll be together. If you don't like me, then find the reason yourself. If you can't find one, then we'll go our separate ways and I'll find another target. Let's not waste each other's time.

"Really? A lot of people say that, and I also think I'm really good-looking."

Jin Xiaozhou's bright peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly involuntarily. She would not be like those celebrities on variety shows who pretended to be nice and said, "I don't think I'm pretty."

After a simple ice-breaking, the two quickly started chatting about Kim Hyo-joo's beauty.

Kim Hyo Joo said that she was not so pretty when she was in junior high school. Her body and facial features had not developed yet, and she would worry every day when she looked at the girls in her class who developed earlier.

Fortunately, she developed in high school, and it was the kind of development that "the first one to win doesn't win." In the University of Tokyo, where most women only have B or even A grades, her figure is enough to be considered sexy.

After the T-bone steak was served, Kim Hyo-joo naturally turned the topic to Bai Chou and said, "I've told you about my junior high school days, so shouldn't you also tell me about your junior high school days?"
I feel embarrassed when I mention Bai Chou, and I think of my stupid middle school days in the first grade of junior high school, and... I think of Shan Meng again.

Bai Chou smiled, skillfully cutting the T-bone steak between the two of them with the knife in his left hand and the fork in his right hand, and said: "There's nothing much to say about my experience in junior high school, it was just ordinary. Let me tell you about my experience in high school..." Jin Xiaozhou has a high emotional intelligence and can see that Bai Chou doesn't want to talk about his junior high school days. Although she is curious, she doesn't ask any more questions. Instead, she looks up at Bai Chou from time to time while eating, listening to him talk about his high school experiences.

Before the class division, I chose liberal arts because I thought math was boring. Later, I felt that studying liberal arts was also boring, so I found a vocal teacher and learned music.

Then, during graduation season, the Contemporary Music School of the Southern Arts Institute of the Arts refused to recruit students. After failing the music department entrance exam, they didn't apply to other music-related majors. Instead, they suddenly felt that studying music was boring and applied to the Journalism Department of the Southern Arts Institute of the Arts...

Kim Hyo Joo listened very carefully and said with emotion: "I really envy you. You can basically make choices according to your heart at any time..."

Bai Chou smiled but said nothing.

Kim Hyo-joo was really envious, because although Bai Chou didn't say it explicitly, she could hear a lot from Bai Chou's words.

Because I didn't like studying math, I chose liberal arts. This is the first difficulty for many ordinary families. Now everyone knows that it is difficult to find a job after studying liberal arts, and science and engineering are more popular, at least there is job security.

Then I felt that studying only liberal arts was boring so I studied vocal music, which was even more dreamy.

For children from ordinary families, the college entrance examination is the best opportunity to change their lives, and parents will regard their children's grades as more important than their lives.

Even middle-class families who have enrolled their children in various interest classes since childhood often do not allow their children to be distracted during this period.

But Bai Chou did it, saying that he has been learning vocal music since his second year of high school.

In the end, because I failed to get into the Nanjing Academy of Fine Arts, I lost interest in music and didn't even apply for music majors in other schools. I simply chose to attend the Journalism Department of The Southern Communication University. It was completely magical.

If you are a parent who wants your child to change his or her life through artistic talent, you will never allow your child to make such a decision, which will waste several years of time, effort, and money and may affect his or her future life.

But Bai Chou's parents agreed to everything and let Bai Chou do whatever he wanted. For at least the first 18 years of his life, almost everything he did and every decision he made was in accordance with his preferences.

Because of what?
Because he was confident, he didn't care about the college entrance examination, Bai Chou's major, or his employment prospects. Because his family was rich, they would never let Bai Chou live worse than others.

It is difficult for poor people to always do things according to their own instincts. They always have to restrain their true thoughts and make difficult decisions again and again for a better life or even survival.

And these difficult choices again and again will turn into wind knives, frost swords and boulders, cutting off the edges of their hearts and bending their spines.

How could Kim Hyo-joo not envy such a life and such an experience? She was so envious that her teeth were aching.

She was absolutely certain that Li Xue's life experience from childhood to adulthood must be the same pattern as Bai Chou's.

Even if they are not in the same city, even if the specific choices they make are different, the underlying sentiment is definitely the same: they have basically not suffered much, and they can basically do what they want to do, or not do what they don't want to do.

Whether or not I can have such an experience in the first half of my life is determined by fate. However, whether or not my children can have such an experience in their youth is something I can decide, or at least try to do so through hard work.

　Why did I set the protagonist as a rich second-generation kid from a small city who grew up in a well-off family?

　　Because that's the fact. It's really hard to cultivate a temperament and character like calmness, composure and nobility from a poor family. One has to be at least middle class.

　　There may be a few individual cases, but they are completely illogical and will be considered pure YY if written down.

　　I am not saying that a phoenix cannot fly out of a chicken coop, or that a noble son cannot come from a poor family, but the "noble son" from a poor family is likely to be the kind of person with a tenacious, indomitable, or versatile character.

　　I wouldn't write a protagonist with that kind of personality. Besides, in the urban campus scumbag channel, his personality is not more popular with female characters than the protagonist's.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)