Tang Yao knew that she was about to face this day. Even if some things are not imminent, they cannot be escaped.

For the first time in her life, Tang Yao needs to face her future seriously and choose a life path that she likes and suits herself.

Tang Yao needed to tell herself that this was different from any drill she had experienced before, and this was not a mock test that could be redone or a friendly match without score, this was a battle of actual combat, and only success was allowed.

Tang Yao's liberal arts and science scores are relatively average, and she can choose either literature or science at this time next year. But Tang Yao is reluctant to do multiple-choice questions, multiple-choice questions have probabilities, the more options, the more uncertain factors, the greater the probability of regret in the future, Tang Yao thinks that his heart is not strong enough to deal with the various situations that may occur in the future, so Tang Yao is a little reluctant for no reason for the division of arts and sciences.

Tang Yao can choose reason, but Teacher Hou has always led the class, and Tang Yao really doesn't like her homeroom teacher. If she chooses the article, she will face the same dilemma as Luoyang shovel, because Tang Yao doesn't know what she wants to do? If Tang Yao finds that the major he wants to take is only science, what would it be like if he was in the third year of high school?

"Did your family give you advice or ideas?" When Tang Yao asked Luoyang Shovel, he was also asking himself.

From childhood to adulthood, she has not had any homework that is bad, it can be said that she has always been an excellent student of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor, but that's it, she doesn't know what she is good at, what she can make a living from in the future, and what she will live on.

Tang Yao's world rarely has any hobbies or special interests, her whole youth is reading, she rarely goes out to play with her friends, she practices painting when she has a little free time, she is a relatively self-disciplined child, her childhood was able to achieve what she is today because of boredom, no genius became famous overnight, there must be a day and night behind it.

It was as if she couldn't do anything but read.

Thinking of this, Tang Yao suddenly became afraid, and her originally wet body was cold for some reason.

Tang Yao was wearing the white dress hosted at night, and now the skirt was stained with mud, and there were raindrops scattered on her body, some of which were next to each other, like a string of round rock sugar gourds presented on Tang Yao's skirt in the form of ink paintings. Some small beads are strung with big beads, scattered all over the skirt, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, the gray and black tones are mixed with smoke and blue, and it seems that you can see a blue mist after looking at it for a long time. There are also some solitary ones, alone in the dim light, quietly watching the lively gatherings around them, alone, lonely and self-appreciative.

"My dad asked me to choose science, and said that a man should choose liberal arts. My mom doesn't care and says she supports me as long as I like it. When Luoyang Shovel said this, his eyes were empty, as if the person who said this was not him, and he had nothing to do with it.

"And what do you think of yourself? If you weren't decided, would you consider your dad's advice to choose science? Tang Yao wanted the answer to Luoyang shovel, and he was also asking himself, if the same question fell on him, how would he choose.

Tang Yao was eighteen years old, and her wish to grow up since she was a child came true, and she could start to decide some of her own things, but she didn't seem to have the joy of mastering her destiny, but was a little anxious, a little panicked, and a little wavering.