My name is Lin Yi, I am thirty years old and I am a Ph. D. Student. Maybe you get scared when you hear "doctor", and you will ask me: Are you bald? Are you a person with a particularly straight brain circuit? Are you indifferent to the world? Sorry, I may not meet your requirements. I am a doctor of liberal arts. The school I attended was not a famous 211 or 985 university, but an ordinary provincial key university in Qiancheng. Maybe because I am not a top academic, I may be more worldly than what people think of female doctors. Even if I don't talk about my academic qualifications, you can think that I am just an ordinary thirty-year-old woman who can talk well. Yes, at thirty years old, you are old enough to call yourself a woman, or old enough to be called "old aunt" by some people born in the 2000s or 10s. There must be many thirty-year-old women like me, and there are a few around me. On my thirtieth birthday, I called them all back, eating hot pot and singing, and I turned thirty.
Cui Chutong and Qi Ranran are my best friends. The three of us went to the same university when we were 20 years old, and we met by chance. In the past ten years, we have all gone from the prime of life to the age of 30. I used to think that turning 30 was far away, but when the day finally arrived, I found that life rushed away like a moving train. In today's rapidly developing 21st century, life is no longer just like a train, but more like a high-speed rail or a maglev. In short, it's too late to miss it.
Our thirties begin in this fast era.
Concept: The confusion and growth of three girls in their thirties.