The bell rang for class, Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little confused, Yue Pingjun had already turned around and continued to read the book for self-study, Jiang Zizhuo also picked up the homework sent down today and began to brush the test papers one by one, Ling Xiaoxiao shook her hair, leave the future to the future, she still has to solve the things in front of her before it makes sense.

Back in the dormitory at night, Ling Xiaoxiao secretly took out the notice again, the above joint universities are the top schools in Chinese at home and abroad, not only limited to the capital, but also some schools in other big cities, Ling Xiaoxiao knows that Jiang Zizhuo's grandfather's family is in the capital, his family should not want him to be admitted to other places, she stretched out her hand to rub the names of the above universities, thought for a long time, she folded this notice neatly, and then stuffed it into a book that she doesn't often read.

Until the deadline of the English competition, Zhou Yejun did not wait for Ling Xiaoxiao's news, and the students in other classes who had ideas had already reported their names early in the morning, she had always been very confident in Ling Xiaoxiao, and felt that this little girl was very talented in language, and it would be a pity not to continue her studies in the future, but when she was about to leave school in the afternoon, she still didn't see any trace of Ling Xiaoxiao, and Zhou Yejun, who couldn't hold back, got up and walked towards Class 9.

"Ling Xiaoxiao, come out." Zhou Yejun pushed open the door of Class Nine with great momentum and beckoned to Ling Xiaoxiao.

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao saw Zhou Yejun's tone and expression, she knew what she was looking for herself, she glanced at Jiang Zizhuo who was still doing the question without a trace, got up and walked out, and carefully closed the door of the classroom.

In the corridor, Zhou Yejun didn't bother to ask Ling Xiaoxiao to go to the classroom with her. He asked directly: "Xiaoxiao, today is the last day of registration, why haven't you come to me to sign up yet?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, looked at Zhou Yejun and said apologetically: "Teacher Zhou, I want to be admitted to a comprehensive university, and the universities on that notice are all special schools, and I don't really want to go." ”

Zhou Yejun raised his eyebrows, glanced at the classroom door that had been closed by Ling Xiaoxiao, and raised his voice unconsciously: "For him?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't dodge Zhou Yejun's eyes, and nodded stiffly.

Zhou Yejun's anger surged up all of a sudden: "You girl, let me tell you what is good." Can you have the same grades as him? His grades are in the domestic university, and he can get into any university he wants. Can you? He is going to B University and Q University, can you get in? Besides, your science grades are not good, you don't study your most talented, and go to those messy schools. What can you learn? And. How do you know that the two of you together are bound to have results. Do you think your sacrifice is great? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and silently endured Zhou Yejun's anger, she knew that Zhou Yejun was for her good, but in fact. There is another reason why she doesn't want to participate in the English competition, that is, she doesn't have that much enthusiasm for foreign languages, she has always only used language as a tool for communication, and has never thought about developing it into a future career, she has seriously thought about what would happen if she went to a foreign Chinese university and became a translator or a related major after graduation? She thought about it for a long time, and then she didn't find a feeling of joy and anticipation.

"Mr. Zhou, this has nothing to do with him, it's because I don't want to develop language into a job to engage in in the future, although I haven't thought about what kind of major I want to study in the future, but I have seriously thought about whether the translation job is suitable for me, and the answer is no." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yejun with an apologetic face.

Zhou Yejun stretched out his hand and pointed at her: "How old are you, what are you talking about here whether you are willing or not, whether it is suitable or not." Do you think life is as good as it is on TV? Do you think it's that easy to take the college entrance examination and get into what you think is your ideal university? Do you think that the majors you want to study are really that good and beautiful? How old are you, and do you have the right ability to discriminate? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't speak, just stubbornly raised her head, refusing to compromise, Zhou Yejun shook his head when he saw her like this, and stretched out his finger to her and said: "Whatever, I'm really salty and eating radish and worrying about it, you don't care what I'm anxious about, and when you enter the society in the future and start to hit a wall, you will know what a mistake is, a wrong step." ”

Zhou Yejun didn't pay attention to Ling Xiaoxiao after speaking, but turned around and walked towards his office in disappointment, Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the corridor and stood straight and watched Zhou Yejun disappear from sight.

Back in class, meeting Jiang Zizhuo's inquiring gaze, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled back unnaturally, and then picked up the pen to continue to solve the math problem that was interrupted by Zhou Yejun before.

When it was time for dinner, Brother Zhen pulled Ling Xiaoxiao to run to the cafeteria, Brother Zhen's stomach was like a black hole, she was always hungry, and she was hungry fast, she would be hungry and shriveled up again, and she just wanted to rush to the canteen to eat.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, as soon as they had finished eating and sat down, Yao Manni and Nie Wan came over with a plate, and as soon as Nie Wan came over, she pulled Ling Xiaoxiao and asked with concern: "Xiaoxiao, what's going on in the afternoon, why did your English teacher lose his temper so much?" We heard it all in the class. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at Jiang Zizhuo, and when she saw him looking over, she secretly said that it was not good in her heart, and took Nie Wan's hand and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's just that she told me something, I didn't agree, she was in a bad mood." ”

"Things?" Nie Wan didn't notice the look Ling Xiaoxiao gave her, and frowned and thought for a long time, before she said again, "Is it the English competition?" It is said that it is only a small-scale selection, and if you can pass the semi-finals, you can get a place for independent enrollment of foreign Chinese universities, why don't you agree? ”

After Nie Wan said this, several people at the table changed their faces at the same time, Yue Pingjun glanced at Jiang Zizhuo, whose air pressure became lower in an instant, and then at Brother Zhen, who frowned and didn't understand much, knowing that this was Ling Xiaoxiao and no one told him, he sighed quietly, and he didn't know what he was sighing.

After the dinner was eaten in a strange atmosphere, Nie Wan didn't know that she had caused trouble for Ling Xiaoxiao, but she kept looking at Ling Xiaoxiao with strange eyes, as if she couldn't understand why Ling Xiaoxiao would refuse such a great opportunity, but Yao Manni somewhat understood Ling Xiaoxiao's approach, but she was very wise not to make a sound, and obediently ate her dinner.

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao put down the dishes and chopsticks, her wrist was held by Jiang Zizhuo, and then, she didn't even have time to say hello to several other people, so she was directly dragged out of the cafeteria by Jiang Zizhuo.

When I first confessed, the leaves of the trees had fallen off in the autumn wind, and the branches were bare, no longer the original scene, Ling Xiaoxiao tightened the down jacket on her body, looked at the scene in front of her, and inexplicably felt that there was really something appropriate here. (To be continued.) )