When I met him, I was studying at The Curtis Institute of Music. Having just had a falling out with my father, I ran away to the United States in anger without telling anyone. In this country full of freedom and fake foreign devils, I felt that a new life was beckoning me. The air quality in the United States may be much better than the smog in Beijing, but when I was insulted by racist students, it became the air I missed the most. It was that afternoon that I met this second-generation gangster leader who was not stingy. I never expected that one day, I, who had been a good girl since childhood, would go drinking and racing with someone I just met. I didn't know his name, so I had a one-night stand with him.
————Zhang Xiaoying's notebook