TFCCFTCW

‧₊˚ 54 ‧₊˚

When they entered the private room, Song Jixing and Sang Xueqing finally went their separate ways.

Song Jixing looked at the men and women sitting at the table with a smile, greeting them.

Song Jixing majored in a less commonly studied language. Few people chose this major, most were aiming to become diplomats abroad or just coast through college.

The country whose language she studied was very small, with only 10 million people. It was a country most people had never heard of.

She remembered there were more than a dozen students when the semester started. After the first year exams many transferred to other majors, leaving only a few students.

Why did she choose to major in a niche language initially? She heard a teacher touting it - saying eating the government's food was an iron rice bowl, with less competition, earlier retirement, and better benefits!

The career path for niche language majors was to work abroad. Very few stayed in China.

Also, the tuition for niche language majors was very low, with generous scholarships.

Only after choosing this major did Song Jixing realize how difficult it was.

When she encountered articles she couldn't understand, even searching online yielded no translations. The most authoritative translators were still her professors. She frequently got a sore tongue from reading foreign languages.

After transmigrating to the cultivation world, the niche language she had studied gradually faded over her long cultivation journey.

The iron rice bowl couldn't be kept either!

But cultivation had its own benefits too. Cultivators had memories hundreds of times better than ordinary people. Just one read through and they could recite everything.

If Song Jixing wished, she could easily relearn the niche language she had studied, or even pick up several more languages, becoming a walking human translator.

Too bad her niche language dreams were dashed!

Regarding Song Jixing's acting career, her classmates all knew about it. They also knew of Song Jixing's family circumstances, that she had grown up in an orphanage.

But Song Jixing had never missed a class because of filming. Her grades were always at the top of the class, which made her classmates very admiring.

In retrospect, her lack of socializing in college now had a reasonable explanation. She was an extremely responsible person. Aside from attending classes, all her spare time was spent on her own career, even exercising.

Step by step, this led to her meteoric rise today!

Ads by Pubfuture

The boy seated closest to Song Jixing's left raised his glass first. Going around the table from left to right, they took turns toasting. After toasting one person, he would take a drink. By the time it was Song Jixing's turn, he was on his second glass.

"Song Jixing! I wish you... great success and fame in the future! Becoming a household name celebrity! When that happens I will definitely take out our graduation photo and show it off to people around me, pointing at you and telling them, look, Song Jixing was my classmate..." the class president drunkenly declared, his face flushed from drinking.

Hearing this, the other classmates laughed along.

"Class president, no need to wait until the future, she's already a huge star now!"

"That's right, Song Jixing is already an amazing celebrity!"

Her classmates were just showing their support in a nice way. Song Jixing could feel their good intentions. She also raised her glass to toast the class president in return.