The weather has just entered autumn, and it is already a little cooler.

Su Nan sighed slowly with the textbooks that still had some bookish flavor.

Brain pain!

Science is still a little difficult for her, and the high school curriculum is not like a junior high school, with a lot of professional and obscure knowledge and topics, which can not be made up by talent and the insights of later generations alone.

Chinese and English are good to say, for Su Nan, who was originally engaged in literary work in the parallel world, these two subjects are quite good.

It's just that the characters of physical chemistry make people more and more confused, which really makes Su Nan a little powerless.

Meow Mei Ji is becoming more and more popular, and the word count requirements of the magazine are also increasing, coupled with the busy schoolwork......

"Are you going to choose liberal arts again......" she looked at the ceiling, her slender fingers turning the tip of her pen.

Liberal arts and science stuff, remember, won't be canceled until 2015.

The discipline of science requires too much time and too high intensity to do the questions and turn over the information.

Su Nan is still a lazy person in essence.

Although many times, the score of science is heavier than that of liberal arts, but she has to do so many test papers every day to suppress the shock.

Su Nan thought, she might go crazy.

During recess, Chen Xin passed by Su Nan's position, hesitated, and sat down in the front position.

Gently knocked on Su Nan's desk.

Probably because girls who are not beautiful can't have any scandals, so the boys in the class are not too resistant to talking to the liberal arts master in the class.

Sure enough, Yan Hao has youth, and Su Nan is not without slander.

You may remember vividly how the most beautiful girl in your class lived after graduating from college, but sometimes you can't remember the face of the ordinary girl who has been at the same table with you for half a year.

This cruel world!

But speaking of which, Chen Daxue is not handsome.

The garlic nose is slightly raised, and the pimples on both cheeks are popping out of lack of sleep.

It looks rather unrefreshing.

Well, in other words, it can be called obscenity.

Thinking about it, Su Nan was a little funny, when did he start to subconsciously judge the appearance of boys?

Chen Dacaizi didn't notice the mental activity of the person in front of him at all, but just flipped through her homework with some curiosity.

However, I found that the physics and chemistry textbooks were almost the same as the new ones.

"Decided you want to study liberal arts?"

Although it is still a little early to say at this time, once you enter the second half of the semester, that kind of targeted learning begins to be common.

Even teachers began to guide in this direction, consciously or unconsciously.

Su Nan smiled and shook his head: "It's not certain." ”

"Let's study science, study liberal arts, you'll regret it." Chen Xin looked at Su Nan with some seriousness in his eyes.

Regret it? Su Nan smiled dumbly: "I said, I can't say for sure." ”

In later life, I read a lot of novels about rebirth, and whenever I had nothing to do, I always fantasized about what would happen if I was reborn.

Will you re-read the things you regret in the past, or draw a break for the things you regret?

However, life is like a play, how do you know that the changed world must be perfect?

Rather than choosing perfection, she prefers a life with a hint of regret.

"And, whether I choose liberal arts or science, I don't think I will regret it." Su Nan smiled.

"Why?" Chen Xin was curious.

"Probably because I'm a Sagittarius." Su Nan blinked and chuckled.

Chen Dacai was stunned.

But he turned his head: "I'm going to study." ”

It's just the slight flush on his face that slightly reveals a trace of the waves in the heart of this college bully.

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"Lu Manwen and Zheng Mingkang have confessed!"

In school, this kind of thing stimulates the nerves of many students the most.

A girl in the class shouted like this, and the class, which was still a little silent, suddenly boiled.

"Where, where?"

That's why people in high school always feel that they don't know that little bit of caution, but when they look back, they are already a household name.

Miss Lin pulled Su Nan and rushed to the balcony.

The little girl was a little cold, but she was still a little happy with such gossip.

The nature of a little girl.

The crowd of the two classes who heard the news filled the entire balcony.

Everyone saw it, under the teaching building, next to the hundred-year-old banyan tree.

Standing two people.

Lu Manwen held a gift of a bag and lowered his head.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Zheng Mingkang was arrogant, wearing a blue ball uniform, raising his head and looking arrogant.

In the end, Lu Manwen handed over the gift.

Zheng Mingkang didn't answer, just waved his hand, and then left without looking back.

It was a rare autumn weather, but it was a good sun, and the sun shone through the shade of the trees, scattering a large spot on the ground.

And Lu Manwen, who had been standing in the shade with his head down, couldn't see her expression at all.

Lu Manwen's confession failed.

It's just a few minutes.

The news has already dissipated.

At the moment when Lu Manwen returned to the class, in that short few seconds, the classroom was quiet for a short time, and in an instant, the noise resumed again, as if nothing had happened.

Only Sun Zhitao leaned over, pulled her over, and whispered to comfort something.

There are also some girls who usually don't get along with Lu Manwen and are also talking in a low voice.

A sentence or two pops up from time to time.

"Well deserved."

Lu Manwen couldn't hold back any longer, lowered his head, helped him to the table, and sobbed in a low voice.

At this moment, the scene is a little uncontrollable.

Some of the classmates who had restrained themselves from continuing to talk began to discuss it again.

And things have developed so far, and it doesn't matter what Lu Manwen, who is the protagonist, will be.

Lu Manwen had already fought with Lin Yaoyao again at the beginning.

Compared with family background, more popularity, than grades, everything.

Su Nan has always known that Lu Manwen has regarded Lin Yaoyao as an opponent from the very beginning and is competing.

It's just that in this competition, she lost a mess.

In Lin Yaoyao's drawer, there are still countless letters written by Zheng Mingkang.

"I kind of hate this Zheng Mingkang." The little girl tilted her head and whispered.

"Me too." Su Nan smiled.