"Uzawa, do you have time this week?" He Beifan turned the pages of the book in his hand boredly, and looked at the boy beside him silently.

"Why are you asking me that?" Zhong Yuze raised his head in confusion, "You sit next to me every day and ask me if I have time this week, you are so funny." ”

"Uzawa." Bei Fan's voice suddenly became serious, "Maybe, after a while, I won't be able to be at the same table with you." He said, his eyes full of sadness.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand how I heard. Zhong Yuze never thought that He Beifan would leave him, he was his best buddy after all.

"I'm going to be divided into six shifts soon, and I may have to transfer to class six." When he said this, he seemed to have made a lot of determination, and then he spat out such a sentence faintly.

"I'll go, Beifan, you really want to study art." The more Zhong Yuze thought about it, the more strange he felt, "Your cultural class is not bad, how can you think about studying art." His words obviously aroused He Beifan's dissatisfaction.

"People who study art may not be good at cultural classes." He nodded and continued to mumble, "I really like music, I've been thinking about it for a long time. ”

"But......" Zhong Yuze sighed, "this road is not so easy to follow, and besides, I always thought that you would study science with me." Yu Ze's last sentence was the key, revealing his disappointment deeply.

"I also know it's hard to go." He Beifan's mind is meticulous, and he didn't think of this, "But, what are we taking the college entrance examination for?" What do we go to university for? If I choose science and I don't like it at all, then I might as well not choose it. His words were firm, apparently prepared for a long time.

Zhong Yuze opened his mouth and was about to say something, but when he saw Zhou Wanni walking in, he sat there quietly and stopped talking.

The woman's expression today was unusually soft, and she gently activated her thin lips, "The results of this monthly exam must have been known to everyone, and during this time, you will have to face an important choice." She said and waved the sub-list in her hand.

"Whether it's a selection of essays or a selection of reason, everyone has thought it through." She felt that her words were still a little lacking, and added, "Of course, if you don't think about it, it's better to discuss it with your parents first." After all, this is the first plan for your future. ”

Zhong Yuze didn't take the subject as the same thing, but now he was told by Zhou Wanni that he had a nose and eyes, so he had to start paying attention to it, and he finally put away the comics he had been pressing under the textbook, pricked up his ears, and waited to hear more useful information.

"Now, I'm sending the list down, and everyone will think about it carefully. Don't worry, just leave it to me next Monday. Zhou Wanni said and sent down a pile of small notes in her hand. In the past, the class would have been a mess, but now it is unusually quiet, and it seems that everyone is planning for their future.

"It's all thought clearly, don't be in such a hurry to put down the pen, there is a big gap between liberal arts and science, and you should realize this yourself." Zhou Wanni saw that the students had all taken the notes, and she told her uneasily.

"What is this?" Zhong Yuze was more or less disdainful of the small note in front of him, and saw a few small Songti characters written on a small piece of paper: class name.

There are two more options below these two horizontal lines, liberal arts, and science.

"Please fill in your sub-subject application carefully, and check the selected essays under the liberal arts, and the selected science under the sciences. I think everyone should know that. Zhou Wanni didn't know what was going on, she became unusually verbose today, and her mother-in-law didn't look like her.

He Beifan pinched the note in his hand, but his brows were inadvertently furrowed, and the pen he had been holding in his hand suddenly put down.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Yuze sensed Beifan's strangeness, and when he lowered his head and looked at the sub-list again, he seemed to have reacted to something.

"Why isn't there an art body on this?" He Beifan felt upset when he looked at the note in front of him, and even the school was unwilling to give him this option, which really annoyed He Beifan.

"It's just, it's so unreasonable." Zhong Yuze echoed on the side and seemed to comfort him, "Beifan, there must be someone who has the same idea as you, otherwise, you can ask Zhou Wanni later and see what she has to say." ”

The students all picked up the pen one after another, some were confident, others looked a little hesitant and refused to put down the pen, and He Beifan naturally did not belong to these two categories. The boy propped his head sadly, and the water-based pen was set aside by him.

Zhong Yuze pulled out the cap of the pen and decisively ticked the back of the box of science.

"You can discuss it, and if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me." Zhou Wanni looked at them with a loving face, and for this group of children, he could be regarded as benevolent and righteous. Now, it's time to say goodbye, and it's still undecided whether these children will leave or stay.

"Beifan, go quickly, you go and ask Zhou Wanni and ask her what the art class is all about." He Beifan hadn't spoken yet, but he felt that Zhong Yuze cared more about this matter than himself. Although there is some instinctive rejection, now is not the time for timidity after all.

"Teacher Zhou." Beifan raised his hand under Yu Ze's encouragement, he also wanted to fight for a chance for himself. Since the school is reluctant to give him this opportunity, he has to fight for it himself.

"He Beifan." Zhou Wanni looked at him with a serious face, "Is there something wrong with you?" If there's a problem, come up. She crossed her arms over her chest, as if ready to answer any questions at any moment.

Seeing Zhou Wanni say this, He Beifan hurriedly ran forward, but was speechless when he was face to face with Zhou Wanni.

Zhou Wanni also seemed to see He Beifan's panic, "It's okay, don't be nervous." If you have any questions, just ask, and I will help if I can. The woman's expression was very soft, which made He Beifan feel extremely comfortable, and some of the original uneasiness gradually faded.

"Teacher Zhou." Bei Fan's mood was very calm at this time, "I want to ask you, can you transfer to the art class?" He Beifan's question was obviously unexpected by Zhou Wanni.

"Turning to art?" Wanni's eyes widened, "He Beifan, why did you think about transferring to the art class?" Even though she knew that the teenager in front of her had a certain musical talent, she still didn't want to see such a result.

"Nothing. I just want to. Beifan looked a little timid under Zhou Wanni's questioning, "I just want to transfer to the art class." In the end, he had the courage to speak, "Mr. Zhou, I really like art. He looked at Zhou Wanni's eyes and became more and more sincere.

"Beifan, have you really thought about it?" Zhou Wanni looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that He Beifan made a decision on impulse, "Once you transfer to the art class, it is not so easy to come back." Her words were meaningful, as if to comfort him.

"Yes, teacher, I figured it out." He Beifan raised his eyebrows, he was not lying, he had thought about this matter many times, every day, every night, such a seemingly simple question was floating back and forth in his mind, and even made him feel helpless.

"If you really think about it, then you don't regret it." Zhou Wanni's expression showed her distrust, and she was even a little sure that He Beifan would regret his choice today in the next few years.

"No, it won't." Beifan's tone became more and more firm, "I have never regretted my choice. If, one day, I really taste the bitter fruit for this, I am also willing to gamble and lose. "A sixteen-year-old boy, but there is a firmness on his cheeks that is different from ordinary people.

"Well, now that you've decided, I'm not going to stop you." Zhou Wanni smiled slightly, looking at Beifan standing in front of her, feeling a sense of relief.

"Tomorrow, you go to Teacher Yin Dixiao, and he will arrange your future classes." Zhou Wanni said, as if she was a little reluctant, and unconsciously showed her intention to stay, "However, there is no need to worry." He may have been busy with the National Day ceremony lately, and it's not too late for you to find him next week. "After all, it's a student who brings it by himself, and it's normal to be reluctant to let go.

"yes, okay." He Beifan thought about the embarrassing thing about the chorus, and it was a little embarrassing to go to Yin Dixiao at this time, and it didn't hurt to slow down the matter of changing classes. Seeing that Zhou Wanni didn't speak again, Beifan turned around, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhou Wanni again.

"By the way, Beifan, have you discussed with your parents about going to study art?" Zhou Wanni really thought thoughtfully, and one sentence made He Beifan stunned and speechless.

"Remember, you must discuss this matter with your parents." Zhou Wanni's long hair looked more shiny in the sun, "If they don't agree, I still suggest you go to science." Seeing a trace of obvious disappointment in Beifan's eyes, she changed her words again, "Of course, this is just my personal proposal, and the key depends on your own planning." ”

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I understand." He Beifan pursed his mouth lightly, "Don't worry, I will discuss it with my parents and ask for their consent." Time stopped at the corners of He Beifan's slightly raised mouth, he is the darling of music, and he believes that music will not fail him.

Zhong Yuze was sitting not far away, silently watching all this, although he couldn't hear it, he felt from Beifan's expression that it was expected, and he inadvertently picked up the water-based pen on the corner of the table and turned it around. No matter what Beifan's choice is, he chooses to support him unconditionally, maybe this is called a buddy.