The pressure of academics goes hand in hand with youth. In a time when everything can be imagined and there is still time, everyone has many possibilities.
Some people will be full of motivation for this, while some people...
"Isn't it good? This, this can't be done, right? Why do you have to choose such a difficult option for yourself?"
In a cafe near Han Song High School, 15-year-old Xu Youli frowned, scratched her boyish short hair, then lay on the table and looked listlessly at the girl opposite.
We agreed to come together after school today to take a look at the high school we want to enter, but as we chatted, we started talking about the future school environment and the elective subjects we will encounter after school starts.
In Xu Youli's opinion, Chinese classes are really too difficult. Chinese is the most difficult language to learn in the world. Why should her friends choose this class?
Isn’t this guy going to take credits by then?
You can’t use your vain credits to pay for your hobbies!
"Actually, it's not difficult. Can you choose a Chinese class with me? If you don't know how, I'll teach you."
However, her friends obviously do not have such worries as she does, and are full of interest and confidence in Chinese classes.
"Yuzi, please let me go..."
With a sad face, Xu Youli drank the last sip of iced Americano in the cup, feeling her heart become bitter.
I and the person opposite me are classmates in elementary school and junior high school, and are about to become high school classmates.
Ever since she was young, as long as it was decided by this person named Yoo Jimin, Xu Youli would be willing to accompany her to the end no matter how much she struggled at the beginning.
Looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, Xu Youli tilted her head and slumped down on her seat. She had already begun to imagine all the painful expressions she would have when she studied Chinese in the future.
"Okay, okay, let's discuss it then."
In Xu Youli's eyes, the flattering and friendly smile on the face of the person opposite him was like having wings of a little devil.
"Are you leaving?"
Seeing her friend start to pack up the mobile phones on the table and put the laptop into the backpack, Xu Youli also grabbed the coat on the back of the seat and prepared to get up and leave.
"There is a family dinner to attend tonight. My father and mother are almost here. I have to leave now. It is Aunt Feng I told you about once before."
With her eyelashes flickering in confusion, Xu Youli gently put her coat on her shoulder with one hand, followed her friend's footsteps out of the cafe, and finally dug out "Feng" from the memory that was shattered by the word "Chinese class".
The word "aunt".
Very beautiful, very rich, career-oriented woman;
She and Yuzi's mother are close friends and treat Yuzi and her sister as daughters;
Cooking is delicious;
Mother tongue is Chinese.
Chinese...
Thinking about the self-selected subject just now, Xu Youli tilted her neck and pursed her lips towards Liu Jimin who was walking in front, her eyes full of the meaning of "everyone is playing games together, but you are secretly making money".
However, Yoo Jimin didn't know that Seo Youri was making faces behind her while she was replying to a new message from her mother.
[Jimin, have you gone to see it? Hansol High School.]
The relationship between the two families is so close that it no longer feels like "visiting" each other. While the mother and daughter exchanged itineraries, they also did not forget to talk about their daughter's further education.
[I just watched it with Yuri and now I’m going to my aunt’s house. Is everyone there today?]
She reached out to stop a taxi, turned around and waved goodbye to Xu Youli, and found that this guy in sportswear had already straddled her precious bicycle, ready to rush out at any time.
"See you next Monday, Yuzu."
She just waited to say hello to her friends before running away. Leaving these words and her back behind, Xu Youli happily turned the corner and blended into the Friday night.
Swallowing the "See you on Monday" that she didn't have time to say, Yoo Jimin got into a taxi, reported her destination, and turned on her phone again.
[Your unnie just said that she will be on duty tonight, but your unnie gets off work early today, so you can see her in a while.]
The sister named Pei Enxi is the daughter of Aunt Feng, a very famous makeup artist.
[I haven’t seen Eun-hee unnie for half a month. Yesterday, unnie said that she wanted to discuss something with Eun-hee in person.]
My sister Liu Ji-eun is on duty today, and it seems that she missed this chance to meet Pei Eun-hee.
[In addition to Enxi unnie, your Aunt Feng’s son will also be here today. Please pay attention to safety on the road and don’t be late.]
Putting down her mobile phone and standing in the open kitchen of the Pei family apartment, Liu Suying took a piece of ham from the plate and tasted it, and also fed a piece to Feng Lu who was working on the pasta.
"Is Ji-eun on duty tonight? Then only our youngest daughter will come."
Feng Lu put the prepared fillings into the round flour wrappers, neatly wrapped them into pot stickers, and nodded to herself.
It seems that my craftsmanship has not declined. My son liked eating pot stickers when he was a child. His taste should not change now, right?
"Well, Jimin is on the way. He'll be there in a moment... unnie, you just said that your son is the chief surgeon of cardiothoracic surgery?"
No matter how many times she watched it, she never learned it. Liu Suying had long since given up the idea of learning this kind of cooking. As Feng Lu’s friend, all she had to do was wait for the dish to be cooked before eating it.
Now, she is just more and more curious about the son of her foreign friend.
Feng Lu and Pei Dongcan were married for the second time. Pei Enxi and Feng Lu were not related by blood. She knew this when she first met Feng Lu.
However, I rarely hear Feng Lu talk about "son".
At first I thought the relationship between mother and son was not good, but now it seems that is not the case?
In line with the principle of "if my friends don't tell me, I won't inquire as much", Liu Suying never took the initiative to ask Feng Lu about her previous marriage.
After all, Liu Suying admired Feng Lu very much.
This woman is really too strong.
Feng Lu played a huge role in Pei Dongcan's transformation from the manager of a convenience store to the president of a medium-sized industrial company.
Without this woman's courage and smart business acumen, no one, including Pei Dongcan himself, would believe that Pei Dongcan would be where he is today.
So much so that in that company, the old employees never called Feng Lu "ma'am", but instead called her "representative" according to her job title. Feng Lu's glare would make people more panicked than Pei Dongcan knocking on the table.
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"You didn't expect it, did you? Our family, Duoduo, is already a surgeon at this age. I will pick him up later and listen to him talk about it during dinner."
Feeling a vibration in her pocket, Feng Lu, who was brimming with pride, took out her phone. As soon as she unlocked the screen, the new message that popped up froze the smile on her face.
[Mom, stop working so hard. I can't go to your place today. There's an emergency surgery.]
What's going on?
How come a doctor who can't speak the local dialect is already on the operating table when he has just arrived?