Rebirth: Striving for a Better Life

At 32 years old, Chi Chan, single since birth, lived a struggling life, exhausted every day just to survive.

At 16 years old, Chi Chan was spirited and full of confidence, ready to enter a ne...

Chapter 155 How could I not like him?

In this life, Chi Chanmuqiang's standards are even higher than in her previous life.

After all, Chi Chan's starting point now is much, much higher than in her previous life.

Naturally, Chi Chan's standards also rose.

In both his past and present lives, Ji Siyuan was the most outstanding person Chi Chan had ever met among his peers.

There is no other.

It is no exaggeration to say that no one Chi Chan has ever met in his two lifetimes can compare to Ji Siyuan.

If someone has Ji Siyuan's intelligence, then they certainly don't have Ji Siyuan's looks and family background.

She may have Ji Siyuan's good looks, but she certainly doesn't have his intelligence or family background.

However, those with Ji Siyuan's family background inevitably lack his intelligence and good looks...

Ji Siyuan's existence directly raised all her standards.

Even after her rebirth, Chi Chan still agreed with this statement:

Don't meet too many outstanding people when you're young, otherwise, in the second half of your life, no one will be able to amaze you for the rest of your life.

Ji Siyuan is still the most outstanding person she has met since her rebirth.

So how could she not like Ji Siyuan?

Although she liked him, Chi Chan was self-aware.

Even after being reborn, she is still not good enough for Ji Siyuan.

Chi Chan's words to Ji Siyuan tonight were absolutely correct.

She was afraid.

She was afraid that if she agreed to be with Ji Siyuan, she would be unable to control her feelings for him.

Rather than let this relationship end in tragedy.

Why not take advantage of the fact that Chi Chan can still control her feelings and nip it in the bud?

As for whether Ji Siyuan liked her, Chi Chan dared not think about it.

Chi Chan couldn't believe that Ji Siyuan would fall for someone as pragmatic as herself.

Perhaps, it's the most suitable choice for her and Ji Siyuan to each live in their own secluded corners right now!

After Chi Chan made her stance clear, it seemed as if an invisible wall separated her from Ji Siyuan.

Tsinghua University's medical department has only two classes in its eight-year program.

Although she and Ji Siyuan were not in the same class, they often attended classes together.

Although Chi Chan could see Ji Siyuan every day, the two never spoke a word to each other again.

They are like strangers.

In the adult world, relationships are not a necessity of life, but rather a form of relaxation.

At least that's true for Chi Chan.

I've been feeling down for several days, but I still need to learn what I need to learn and do what I need to do.

Even if something terrible happens, you can't neglect your studies and life.

On a weekend, Chi Chan arranged to meet with Shu Jia and the others.

Have you ever thought about starting a side hustle?

Upon meeting, Chi Chan went straight to the point.

"What's going on? I've sold my 'learning' knowledge! After the college entrance exam, I never want to see high school material again!"

Shu Jia was interested, but had no intention of continuing to make educational videos.

"I feel like I used up all my college-level intelligence and Qin Fen's potential in high school, and now all I want to do is lie down."

"What's going on?"

Linda is very serious. University life is much more flexible, and she has much more free time than in high school.

The students at Tsinghua University are all very hardworking, but it's not like they have to spend all 24 hours a day studying.

Many students choose to participate in clubs or social activities.

Linda, who is somewhat introverted and doesn't talk much, has no interest in these clubs.

If I could have a side hustle that would allow me to earn money while making good use of my spare time, that would sound pretty great!

Zhuo Zhiyuan was also very interested: "I joined the school's photography club a while ago, but it was so boring. I was just helping other people every day, which was a complete waste of time."

Zhuo Zhiyuan also achieved excellent results in the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted to Beijing Institute of Technology.

His purpose in joining the photography club was twofold: first, to pass the time in his spare time, and second, to exchange ideas and learn from other photography enthusiasts and hone his skills.

Once inside, I realized that my skill level was quite high.

Thus began his difficult days, as he was either dragged around by the club president to nurse Xiaobai or to take Xiaobai on field trips.

In less than half a month, Zhuo Zhiyuan refused the president's repeated attempts to retain him and promptly left the club.

Just when he was bored, Chi Chan came to his door.

Ah—this is just like a pillow being delivered to someone who's about to fall asleep!

"Do what I'm good at and what I'm professional at!"

Chi Chan turned on her computer, showed her newly operated "Little Chi Doctor" account to a few people, and then clicked on the video with the highest number of views.

In just half a month, with the promotion of Qiao Mama and the endorsement of Tsinghua University, the number of views for her practical science videos skyrocketed.

This latest account now has nearly 10,000 followers.

"Holy crap, Chi Chan, you've abandoned us again, quietly doing something big!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan exaggerated.

"You could basically have made these medical science videos by yourself. They're too difficult to understand—"

Linda's focus was on this, and she suddenly realized what she was talking about halfway through her sentence.

"I understand what you mean by doing what you are good at and what you do professionally."

"I don't understand. There's no good way to have Chinese language and literature as a side job. Besides, as for interests, you can't exactly recommend novels to people, can you?"

Shu Jia felt inexplicably ashamed that she would openly introduce certain erotic novels to others, even though she was only meant to read them secretly.

"Hey, Sister Chan, you're a medical student and you can popularize medical knowledge, and Brother Da is a law student and you can popularize legal knowledge, so how about I popularize photography?"

But won't it be boring? After all, medicine and law are practical subjects, closely related to everyone's work and life.

Zhuo Zhiyuan scratched his head; his major was economics.

Thus, Zhuo Zhiyuan found himself in a similar predicament to Shu Jia.

"Besides photography, don't you also like to eat? Being a food blogger would suit you perfectly!"

Every fat person has potential, not to mention Zhuo Zhiyuan isn't particularly fat. His round, fair face looks like an adorable steamed bun on camera, making him a perfect fit for a food blogger.

"Sister Chan, it's you!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan gave a thumbs up, his words a wake-up call.

After leaving the photography club, he's been planning to eat his way through every corner of Beijing.

And now, after today, he has one more legitimate reason to enjoy delicious food.

"Of course, if you have the energy, it's not impossible for one person to operate several accounts at the same time. For example, teaching photography, analyzing fund, stock, and bond investments, etc..."

"Don't mess with me. We've only had a few lessons, and you're already asking me to do fund and stock investment analysis? That's just ruining the fans' experience. Old Master Zhuo is more suited to making this kind of video. I'm definitely not up to it."

As for photography and the like, Zhuo Zhiyuan didn't want to get involved at all; he was exhausted from teaching photography recently.

A while ago there were only a few dozen people, but after becoming bloggers, they have hundreds of thousands or even millions of followers.

If someone has to deal with at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of fans, they'll be exhausted to death.

Zhuo Zhiyuan is very confident. He's not even in the early stages of his business yet, but he's already imagining himself having hundreds of thousands or even millions of fans.

"Hmm—Sister Chan, you've already figured out a direction for Zhuo Zhiyuan. What about me? Have you thought of a development path for me yet?"