I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 87 Titanic Replay
“Near far
Wherever you are
I believe
That the heart does go on…”

Celine Dion's pure and ethereal voice came from a pair of Bowers & Wilkins Duo Infinity speakers on both sides of the bed. Bai Chou's player and some snacks were thrown casually beside the bed.

Kim Hyo-joo was wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the bed with one leg crossed and the other knee raised. Her slightly damp long hair hung in front of her body, and her exposed skin was covered with warm moisture, emitting a charming glow under the illumination of the desk lamp.

Holding a box of Haagen-Dazs in her hand, Kim Hyo-joo leisurely dug into it, her lazy and somewhat coquettish eyes casually sweeping across the bedroom.

On both sides of the bed were a pair of Bluetooth speakers worth more than 20,000 yuan. The sound quality was so good that Kim Hyo-joo had never heard of it before, second only to the home theater equipment in the living room that was said to cost hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Even if it is three or four o'clock in the morning, you can turn up the volume to the best listening level without considering the feelings of your neighbors and residents upstairs and downstairs.

The refrigerator in the kitchen is filled with free drinks, alcoholic beverages, ice cream, and foreign snacks whose brands Kim Hyo-joo cannot recognize. This top luxury hotel is indeed unique.

All rooms were covered by a constant humidity, temperature, and oxygen system. The toilet in the bathroom was a Toto toilet, the bathtub was a German Kaldewei brand, said to be the best bathtub brand in the world, and the toiletries were all Diptyque. Kim Hyo-joo knew it was a very famous perfume brand, but she didn't expect they also produced toiletries...

Each suite exudes luxury and style.

This is the life Kim Hyo-joo wants, or rather, it is the life that Kim Hyo-joo dared not even imagine when she was in high school. How many people can enjoy a hotel that costs more than 100,000 yuan a night?
The most important thing is...

Kim Hyo-joo glanced at the floor beside the bed. Her and Bai Chou's clothes and underwear were piled there in a mess. On top was a small folded handkerchief. It was a small piece of bed sheet that Kim Hyo-joo had just cut with a kitchen knife.

That stack of bed sheets proved that she had given herself to Bai Chou without reservation.

As soon as she saw the bed sheet, Kim Hyo Joo thought of the past. As soon as she thought of the past, Kim Hyo Joo's fair and delicate cheeks turned slightly red. Oh...

Kim Hyo-joo felt that Bai Chou was really bad. Now that he thought about it carefully, the rhythm of Bai Chou's singing just now was basically the same as his singing.

The first time, I took care of her as a novice, explaining the main part in a straightforward and simple manner. The second time, as she got used to it, Bai Chou's rhythm became noticeably more passionate and rhythmic, which translated into singing, as she entered the chorus and hit the high notes.

The difference is that it was she who sang the high notes.

After the chorus comes a tender moment, which is equivalent to singing the second verse, then the third and fourth times, which are the second and third chorus.

Most of the pop music on the market has this structure: main and secondary + main and secondary and secondary. There are only a few pop music with operatic structure like "Bohemian Rhapsody".

Bai Chou used the same structure just now, and because he had very good singing skills and was in high spirits, he even used some fancy and showy singing techniques the third and fourth time.

Kim Hyo-joo still remembers that she was very happy at the time and basically got whatever she wanted, cooperating with Bai Chou in showing off his skills.

It's so bad, I don't know where you learned those things!

"Oh!"

"Tread, step, step..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the bedroom. Kim Hyo-joo raised her head slightly and looked towards the bedroom door. She saw Bai Chou, who had changed into pajamas, walking in carrying an easel and a drawing board.

It was placed at the door by the housekeeper Grace about two or three hours ago. Kim Hyo-joo still remembered that the phone beside the bed rang several times, but the two of them were busy doing other things and ignored it until now when they brought the thing in.

"Hey, you really want to cosplay Leonardo DiCaprio."

Looking at Bai Chou who placed the easel beside the bed, Jin Xiaozhou roughly guessed what he was thinking. It was obvious that he was planning to paint a portrait of her.

"I'm cosplaying Jack, the one from Titanic. If I were cosplaying Leonardo DiCaprio, I wouldn't bring in an easel, I'd bring in a water gun."

"You can't cosplay even with a water gun. You have a much better figure than him."

Kim Hyo-joo giggled. The photo of Leo, now a fat man, playing with a water gun on the beach was so charming that it made me want to smile just thinking about him. However, even Leo at his peak, in Kim Hyo-joo's eyes, was far less attractive than Baek Chou. Maybe Leo's looks were better, but his figure was far inferior to Baek Chou.

Bai Chou's height, weight and body fat percentage are similar to those of Allen Iverson when he first entered the NBA. He looks thin when dressed and muscular when undressed, and has a typical athlete's body with a waist like a dog.

And Bai Chou is not just a look-alike, Jin Xiaozhou has experienced it personally...

Bai Chou went out again and brought in all the remaining things. He then pulled a chair in front of the easel and started fiddling with things.

Grace bought quite a complete collection of art supplies, including drawing paper of various sizes, black and colored sketch pens of different sizes, calipers...

Bai Chou took out a piece of drawing paper with the largest size, 370×520mm, and fixed it to the drawing board with masking tape. He picked up the paintbrush, glanced at the drawing board for a few times, and then sat on Kim Hyo-joo on the bed.

Her long, half-wet hair hung naturally, and most of her skin was covered by the white bath towel, with only the skin on her arms, legs, neck and other areas exposed.

The pair of small feet are delicate and exquisite, the nails are neatly trimmed, the toes are pink and slender, the soles of the feet are white and tender with a hint of red, and there are basically no calluses.

perfect.

"If you really want to draw it for me, do I need to pose like Rousi?" Kim Hyo Joo cheered up.

"Just eat your ice cream naturally. Even if you really want to imitate Rousi's pose, I don't have a priceless Heart of the Ocean for you to wear."

"Oh, alright……"

Kim Hyo-joo nodded, still maintaining the same posture, chatting with Bai Chou in a casual manner. Her charming peach blossom eyes were full of curiosity, and she especially wanted to know what Bai Chou would paint her like.

Listening to Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On", Bai Chou naturally chatted with Kim Hyo Joo about some trivial and ordinary things, holding the charcoal pencil in his hand and gently painting on the drawing paper.

Find the outline, apply the color, and use a paper towel to wipe out the overall light and dark framework...

Although he had only casually learned watercolor graffiti when he was a child, after being instilled with these skills by the system, he could now paint with confidence like a true sketching master.

After actually getting started, Bai Chou had a deeper understanding of the third-level professional sketching that he had just obtained from the system.

Professional level 3 is already very impressive. Taking pop singing, which is also an artistic skill, as an example, only a few people in the world, such as Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, and Adam Lambert, can reach professional level 9. Mainstream singers from China and abroad basically only hover between professional 3 and professional 5.

With professional level three sketching skills, Bai Chou estimated that if the management (promotion) was good, he might be able to hold a personal art exhibition.

In addition, even for the same sketching of Occupation 9 or Occupation 3, different painters have different styles and specialties.

After putting pen to paper, Bai Chou knew what his specialty was: extreme detail restoration and painting speed.

Normally speaking, a professional level 3 is enough to qualify as a painter. Generally, they have their own unique understanding of art and their own personal style, but Bai Chou is a quick learner and lacks the foundation in this area.

He can only be considered a painter, not a painter.

The system compensates for the lack of personal style in skills and speed, which ultimately leads to Bai Chou's profession 3 skills being stronger than some professions 4 and 5. He has fast speed and high detail restoration, but lacks personal characteristics.

Bai Chou didn't care about this. It was a free skill after all, so it was enough as long as it was useful.

"The painting is done." After more than ten minutes, Bai Chou let out a long sigh, put down his paintbrush, and threw the tissue and eraser aside.

Kim Hyo Joo was slightly stunned. You finished drawing before I even finished a box of ice cream?

(End of this chapter)