Chapter 68
As the days passed, Anjing grew bigger. It was twenty years old this year. With the rapid development, the Blue Continent Base became more prosperous and the population increased, and they were all elites from Xia Anjiang.
As the name suggests, elites are equal to: high IQ, high EQ, high education, including good looks, and even leading or surpassing the wisdom and cognition of today's society.
What kind of people are the designers of the top of the pyramid?
"I think he's someone who speculates and makes a fortune quietly." An Jing put down his book, took off his black-framed glasses, rubbed his brow, and chatted with his roommate Huang Hao. He said, "My dad is that kind of person. Hahahaha, he has no sense of family and country. He will do anything to achieve his goals. He teaches me thick black theory every day. Oh, it's really quite funny."
"Brother An, stop showing off." Roommate Huang Hao, playing a mobile game, glanced at him and chatted, "High-ranking official dad, beautiful childhood sweetheart... We're the serious ones. Rascals don't dream of bunny girl seniors, haha."
An Jing smiled, but he glanced over at her, then lowered his gaze again. As if the game had reached a crucial point, he suddenly raised his voice to change the subject, saying loudly, "Go, go! Ah, the middle lane! Damn it! We've already pushed to the high ground, and our teammates haven't come yet! Are you an idiot?"
An Jing chose to keep quiet, having nothing to say. Of his four roommates, this one was more like him, a bit of a homebody, but he had no topics to talk about; he only loved playing games. The other two smoked, drank, and went karaoke. They both had girlfriends, were focused on their relationships, and loved to eat, drink, and have fun everywhere.
But people like An Jing, who pride themselves on their knowledge, are keen on climbing the social ladder, remain sober and self-disciplined, and are arrogant and prejudiced at heart, look down on them.
Indeed, he is not likable. He is a top student in the eyes of snobbish teachers and a pretentious person in the eyes of his bad roommates and classmates.
An Jing was an outlier, he observed that, because, in the current education system, there were very few people who truly loved learning and pursuing truth, and most of them were definitely not from wealthy families like him.
In other words, in a place like Blue Continent where many talented people gather, only poorer children set studying and taking exams as their goal, thinking that a high degree can bring them a good job.
People like An Jingjia, whose parents had paved the way for their lives long ago and whose ambitious pursuit of learning made them seem out of place among other prodigals of the same class.
Huang Hao comes from an average family and attended Blue Continent University just to avoid failing his classes, while the other two are content to enjoy the financial conditions provided by their parents and live their own lives. An Jing is just an oddball. Even with money and power, why would he still study hard? It's just to show off his superiority.
Thinking of this, Huang Hao got into bed, drew the curtains, and chatted with his girlfriend on voice. He whispered, "No, no, An Jing is very ambitious, excellent, and hardworking. Our counselor said that if you devote yourself to scientific research, you can definitely win a Nobel Prize in the future. Don't even think about it, he is different from us~"
An Jing listened attentively, twisted his lips, and muttered: "It's almost graduation time, you're too lazy to pretend, right? Hehe."
As he said that, he pushed the door open and walked out. He felt so uncomfortable staying in the dormitory. He wanted to go to the library, but it was crowded and too noisy. The people looking at each other were so awkward and he felt at a loss as to what to do.
Going to the empty classroom in the teaching building again... An Jing didn't want to go. He also felt that he was being presumptuous. He would meet the school teacher later and praise him: "You are hardworking. Are you afraid that your boss's father will come to check on you?" Aim high, young man. Thumbs up for you.
——How disgusting.
An Jing lay on the balcony, feeling lonely and bored. Conflicted, awkward, and at a loss for what to do? She'd been raped by a man before, leaving a scar on her and no longer having feelings for love. She'd experienced everything from eating and drinking to having fun, but nothing seemed to truly make her happy.
It feels like falling into nothingness, like suffering from depression.
I want to find someone to chat with, I've also had online romances, I want to talk to someone about my troubles...
But once An Jing communicated with them, the netizens said that the land was filled with miasma, and now all the people on Earth envied Blue Island, thinking that the goods here were of good quality and low prices, and everything was the best. Moreover, your family is so well-off that you also have a big house in Blue Island. I wonder what people like you have to worry about.
An Jing immediately shut up and had nothing to say.
There aren't many clothes on the dormitory rooftop. The boys don't care that much, but in the girls' dormitory, the girls have more clothes. Someone will put a few clothes hangers on the rooftop, and there are always a few pajamas fluttering around, and the flying straps are very tempting.
An Jing put his hands in his pockets, smacked his lips, and frowned as he began to think. Morality and desire were in a fierce struggle. He asked himself, do I really not want to be in a relationship? Or am I simply averse to sex? But I haven't suffered from depression even after being fucked by men, so why am I afraid to even use my penis?
Finally, An Jing clapped his hands and came to the conclusion - it was my own fault. I confined myself to a small circle and regarded things in bed as too sacred. I thought that the lifelong couple relationship described in the book was something that everyone should practice.
The fact is, other people just do whatever makes them happy!
An Jing suddenly realized something, and even felt that everything was clear and bright. He also had a sense of hindsight, as if he had just realized it. Why do I, such a smart and even handsome person, always get stuck on certain rules and regulations?
No wonder they hate me... An Jing held his chin, took a deep breath, laughed dryly twice, glared at the sky, and thought: So, I am too noble, I should be as hungry as them, after all, it's just sex, and I don't take it seriously, just for fun~
I should have done this long ago, I deserve to do this, I should use my attractive face to immediately, right now, instantly, have a satisfying flight!
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An Xingmin has been extremely busy recently and his eyes are blurry. He finally sharpened his head and got what he wanted. He joined the Blue Continent Council and was able to participate in the top-level design.
That day, I arrived home exhausted and had just parked the car when I heard the blaring, ear-piercing, loud music from a distant house, like a disco. An Xingmin was in disbelief—impossible, absolutely impossible! This was absolutely impossible! My son, who was so focused on science, could never do such a thing!
Then he pushed the door open and walked in, seeing a room full of young people singing and dancing. An Jing came over and handed his father a goblet, raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying, "It's been a long time since our family has been so lively, Dad."
"Did you take the wrong medicine?" An Xingmin murmured, subconsciously looking at him, only to find that he was actually well-dressed, but he had changed. He was no longer always wearing black as before, but was wearing very soft fabrics, especially the drop-leg pants.
The feeling of swinging your arms as you walk makes you look very coquettish.
"An Jing." An Xingmin dragged his son out the door and stared at him. He looked tipsy, but still sober. The old father hesitated and asked, "Do you... have a girl you like? Have you asked her to come over to play?"
As he spoke, he peeked inside, as if examining the place. An Jing interrupted him, replying, "Didn't you tell me to relax a bit and remember to bring an umbrella, hahaha... uh."
An Jing burped, but he was actually quite calm. "I broke my vow. It was a while ago, no, no. I had a crush on a senior sister who I had some feelings for, and I confessed to her. She said, 'An Jing, right? I know you. I've known you for a long time...' Then I chatted with her for almost half a month, and suddenly she said she sent me a photo. Guess who's in it?"
"If you have something to say, just say it! If you have to fart, just fart!" An Xingmin could no longer bear it.
"She's my counselor..." An Jing suddenly started laughing and crying, as if his heart was broken. He hugged his father tightly, pretending to wail instead of crying, and said dryly, "She's actually my counselor's girlfriend! The first time I fell in love, I lost so completely. How embarrassing! I'm just a clown! Dad!"
An Jing stood up straight again and noticed An Xingmin's gaze, which was furrowed, as if he was afraid of being scolded by his father.
So he returned to his normal state, as if to his originally steady demeanor. An Jing met his father's eyes and put away his composure. With a respectful and mature expression, he said, "Haha, it's nothing. I don't really like her. We just chatted for half a month, and the gift... er, yeah, it's not expensive, just a month's living expenses."
"Your living expenses are 8,000 a month," An Xingmin reminded him. Then, as if thinking of something else, he chuckled softly, took out his bracelet, and asked, "Who's your counselor? You're so good at having fun."
An Xingmin understood. His son had grown up, matured, and broken down, finally becoming his true self in front of his father. Deep down, he was a little moved. It was rare to see such a lively side to a child who looked so like him.
"..." An Jing immediately realized he'd said too much. Given his father's personality, An Xingmin had originally promoted Dong Shangqing to the Blue Continent Board of Directors through his education background, and his family connections included one of the investors in Blue Continent University.
"Not that serious, hahaha." An Jing turned around numbly, not wanting to make trouble for anyone else because of such a small matter. He wanted to go back and continue to numb himself, enjoying this rare happiness of being extravagant and decadent.
A prank? Haha, yeah.
An Jing is too moralistic. In fact, he doesn't like this from the bottom of his heart, so after ruining Zhang Zhimin's reputation for a while, he fell into chaos.
He is really a weirdo. Even though his father has instilled in him a dark, calculating, scheming and scheming life since he was a child, An Jing hates it and even rejects this kind of conspiracy.
"Since you've told me all this..." An Xingmin was annoyed when he saw his cowardly look and shouted, "An Jing, come back!"
"Then why did you make such a big fuss about it?"
An Jing was stunned, then realized, he thought I invited people to my house to play such a trick, was it a setup? Was I deliberately trying to curry favor with him?
An Jing's smile cooled, and the slight warmth that had just risen in his heart was completely extinguished by his father's suspicion. He said, "I... just simply want to make some friends."
"Friends?" An Xingmin squinted his eyes towards the room and said calmly, "I remember you didn't like making friends before. Also, I taught you not to bring anyone of questionable character into our home. You can have a relationship, but recently... I just joined the board of directors, so don't cause trouble for me."
His father lowered his voice for the last sentence, and it was that familiar tone again, a cold command, a ruthless instruction.
An Jing nodded, speechless.
In fact, he lied. He once again didn't tell his father that he actually had sex with that senior sister.
It was a matter of mutual consent, and An Jing was exactly the same as An Xingmin. Ever since he knew that this senior sister had an affair with the counselor for scientific research, he also relaxed his attitude towards her. After all, they just had to be isolated and have fun.
"So, Dad, what you said before about letting go was actually a lie. Deep down, you still hope that I can keep myself clean..." An Jing rubbed the goblet in his hand with his fingertips and sneered, "Just being your good student son, right?"
"Things are different now!" An Xingmin said in a vexed voice, seeming impatient. His expression was solemn, and it was unclear what he was thinking. He said, "Sometimes, when people reach a certain point, they can no longer control themselves... Cheng Bing, oh, yes, he has a daughter who is two years younger than you and is also very beautiful. You have met her. The two families wanted to have a meal together but never found a chance. She is much more mature than you!"
"..." An Jing got angry and said, "I don't want to marry a woman I don't like!"
"Then do you know how much social interaction I have to deal with every day to maintain your life?" An Xingmin's thoughts were so erratic that even An Jing couldn't keep up with him for a moment. Then he heard him say, "General Cheng has helped me a lot."
"Stop talking. I don't want to listen." An Jing poured out the remaining wine in the goblet in his hand and talked to himself. It seemed like he was resisting, or whining, or even more like adolescent rebellion.
The moment An Jing returned, An Xingmin roared in dissatisfaction, "I didn't say I was forcing you to get married!" He gritted his teeth, as if he was still angry, like he was scolding a subordinate, and said in a high voice, "Isn't this life good enough for you? If you have the guts, go out and start your own family!"
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