It wasn't until I picked up the violin again that I realized how stupid I was to hide from Xingyuan's after-school tutoring in the past.

The reason why I feel so emotional is not because I feel sorry for the cost of learning violin, after all, after learning about my financial situation, Tang Xin, who has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, readily exempted me from the tuition fee for the practice class once a week.

This way, the monthly cost of learning the piano will not exceed my budget. The problem is that Tang Xin and many of her classmates follow the teaching philosophy of strict teachers and high apprentices, and they do not show any mercy even when facing classmates of her age.

In the process of teaching, it is inevitable to reprimand me for all kinds of mistakes, and whenever I find that my movements of holding the piano, bow, and strings are not standard, she will beat me hard with a ruler as a warning.

Since I was reluctant to waste precious class time, I would always endure until the end of class and hand my beaten red arms to her to express my inner dissatisfaction.

I thought that my scars could arouse Tang Xin's guilt somewhat, but she told me confidently that this was the price of practicing muscle memory.

I snorted angrily, but I didn't dare to contradict her words. As far as I can remember, Xingyuan has always been very gentle to me.

She never said anything serious about my clumsiness, let alone beat me to correct my posture.

As a student, I naturally don't dare to assert which teaching method is more reasonable, but if I have a choice, I would prefer Xingyuan to be my teacher.

After a semester of getting along, Tang Xin and I became acquainted. From the daily chat, I learned that Tang Xin's family is wealthy, and the reason why she is anxious to make money since she was a child is just for interest.

What needs to be noted here is that Tang Xinzhi is not teaching, on the contrary, she is quite self-aware of her impatience and not suitable to be a teacher at all.

Especially when facing a student like me, who has a poor comprehension, she can't suppress the impatience in her heart.

According to her, if it weren't for the money, she wouldn't have been able to tolerate my stupidity for even a second.

She told me that since she went to college, she became obsessed with raising succulents, but her father, who had always been obedient to her, inexplicably objected to her hobby.

For this reason, she and her father, who was also stubborn, quarreled for an unknown number of times, and in the end, both parties agreed to back down: her father promised not to interfere with her hobby again, on the condition that she promised not to spend a penny on raising meat.

I later learned that the tuition I paid to Tang Xin was far from enough to pay her for a new variety of succulents every month, but she never offered to increase my tuition fees.

What touched me even more was that in order to ensure the quality of teaching, even if she was short of money, she did not recruit other students.

Time flies, and before I have time to think about it, the four years of college are over. Every time I recall that life without hustle and bustle, I can't help but sigh that I am afraid that there will be no more days when I am so carefree and quiet...... During my freshman and sophomore years, I spent my days in classes, part-time jobs, and piano lessons.

After three semesters, I finally finished the elementary course given to me by Xingyuan, and Tang Xin reluctantly removed the title of teacher and became my friend.

In the same year, the senior sister was admitted to study abroad for graduate school, and the senior brother stayed in the city for employment, although the two places were separated, but it did not seem to have any impact on their relationship.

As my sister said when she comforted me: "Don't be sad, not being able to see each other every day doesn't mean that the relationship will fade." It is important to know that the important thing to get along with people is not the length of time, but the quality. If you want, I'll make a video call, and I'll be back during the winter and summer vacations. "In my junior year, under the influence of Tang Xin, I began to learn to learn about new things in different fields and broaden my horizons, such as books and movies, beauty and clothing, pets, and travel.

With the arrival of my senior year, I suddenly realized the urgency of thinking about my future career direction. Entrusted by my sister who is far away abroad, my brother who works in a publishing house always finds time every week to guide me on employment issues.

He admonished me to be cautious about choosing part-time jobs outside of class so as not to waste my time on work that would not contribute to my professional skills.

I knew what he was referring to, but how easy was it for me to give up my easy, well-paid job.

After a night of suffering, reason finally triumphed over laziness. I decided to follow my brother's advice, resigned from my sisters, who had become more and more generous, and the great artist who had become more and more kind to me, and then went looking for a job where I could hone my professional skills.

Based on the opinions of my brothers and sisters, I decided to work hard in the direction of hand-drawn small illustration that does not require high drawing ability.

Through the part-time job information posted on the campus website, I was able to participate in large and small illustration projects, see the exquisite drawing skills of professional illustrators, and gain experience in the process of assisting them in their daily work.

These valuable work experiences not only enriched my resume, but also strengthened my confidence.

A month before I graduated, I received several notices for interviews. Although the job has not yet been decided, I am not hesitant at all, because I know that I am no longer the cowardly little girl who used to be and can do nothing about everything, and now I have the ability to make money to support myself and take care of myself, and I no longer need to be attached to and subordinated to others and hide my true self.