Chapter Ninety-Nine: Why the Text

In the stairwell, the boy raised the corners of his beautiful lips and threw the question directly to the girl, "Then why do you think it is?" ”

"I don't know! I just didn't know how to ask you! Su Wen became excited, and then said in a snort: "I heard...... I heard you're ...... for someone."

The boy feigned nervousness, blinked his innocent eyes and asked, "Who?" ”

"Who else?" Su Wen thought that the boy was deliberately selling Guanzi, and couldn't help but get angry, "You are the closest girl!" Everyone is privately saying that you studied literature for her! ”

"You!" The boy blurted out.

"Me?" This time, Su Wen was dumbfounded, the girl stopped on the steps, looked at the boy who turned back on the stairs in a daze, and after a few seconds of stiffness, the girl laughed like a joke when she heard it, "Don't fool people!" ”

"No, didn't I walk closest to you?" The boy opened a pair of innocent eyes, and the black and white eyes revealed an innocent gaze like a dog, "Look, don't you walk together every day?" ”

The girl was speechless for a moment, closed her eyes and stroked her forehead, "Xiao Shijie!" Don't tell me you haven't heard of that rumor! ”

"So what? There are more rumors, I have to explain them one by one? ”

The boys gave the title of "rumor" to the incident that spread wantonly among their classmates.

One sentence blocked the girl speechless, and after a while, the girl sighed, "Then why did you choose liberal arts?" ”

Why did you choose Liberal Arts?

Time back to the day of the end of the semester, in the last class, Song Yu collected the volunteer form of the arts and sciences of the whole class and handed it to the head teacher Wang Tianchi.

In the last class, Wang Tianchi delivered a series of speeches "I wish the students to be admitted to the ideal university after the liberal arts and sciences division", and finally looked at the stack of liberal arts and science volunteer lists. Sometimes I think, sometimes I frown.

Song Yu looked at the liberal arts and sciences of all the students in the class in advance, and only five of the 50 students in the class originally had the intention to choose liberal arts, but later the two were persuaded by the class teacher to change their minds. The three people who chose liberal arts evolved into nine people with an unstoppable momentum on the day they turned in their volunteer forms.

The difficulty coefficient of the final exam last semester was the largest among several big monthly exams, and some students in the top class did not perform well, Wang Tianchi did not interfere with the other five people's changes in their volunteers. However, when it came to the last volunteer table, Wang Tianchi looked like a powder keg that had been detonated, and his expression was extremely serious.

"Song Yu! You give me a look! ”

For his proud protΓ©gΓ©, Wang Tianchi was angry for the first time in a semester.

"Song Yu! What's wrong with you? This is all handed in to the volunteer form, did you take the wrong medicine or what's wrong? Why are you as confused as Xiao Shijie? Yes? You tell me! Why did you choose the essay? Did the family force you, or were you really confused for a while and took the wrong medicine? ”

Wang Tianchi was furious, crackling, and scolded the boy directly on his head and face.

"Teacher, no one at home forced me, and I didn't take the wrong medicine!" Song Yu looked calm, he had already expected this situation.

Song Yu deliberately put his volunteer form at the end, maybe Wang Tianchi didn't pay attention to the class, so he directly ignored the past. But the boy knew that even if he prevaricated at that time and returned home from vacation, Wang Tianchi would definitely call to question for a while.

"Teacher, it's me who wants to choose liberal arts!"

"You, you, you! I said what are you good for! Wang Tianchi had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel, "How many times do you want me to repeat it?" Yes? Don't you know that your science is an absolute and absolute natural advantage? Don't you know how hard science can be? Don't you know that science will be very useful when you are good? Yes? Don't you want to go to a prestigious university in the future? Yes? ”

"Teacher, I know!" Song Yu is still not in a hurry, "I know everything, I understand everything!" But please respect my wishes, teacher, I want to study liberal arts, I like liberal arts! If you are good in liberal arts, you can still go to a prestigious university! ”

"Like to have a fart?! Yes? You've already finished reviewing your liberal arts subjects, right? If you can complete the liberal arts by yourself, why do you have to study literature? Yes? It's obviously a piece of material for learning, but you still don't want to learn science? If you go to study literature, others will really laugh at you! ”

Wang Tianchi was so excited that he was foaming at the mouth, and the swear words couldn't stop popping out of his mouth for a while, and his fingers kept pointing back and forth, and he couldn't wait to poke a finger directly at Song Yu's head.

The boy closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his eyes were still thunderous and determined.

"Teacher, please don't talk about liberal arts as useless, okay? If you are good at liberal arts, you can also be admitted to a prestigious university in the future! It can also become a pillar of the country! ……”

In the last class, Song Yu was called out of the classroom by the head teacher for the first time and severely criticized for 20 minutes.

Wang Tianchi was furious, and he couldn't wait to knock open the boy's head to see what was inside, what fascinated him so much that he insisted on choosing liberal arts? !

The heated discussion in the hallway at the entrance of the classroom was muffled by the noisy noise of the students in the classroom, who were looking forward to going home from class early and did not care about the small episodes in the hallway.

Before the bell rang for the end of class, Wang Tianchi was still trying to pull the lost students back to the right path in the blood-vomiting persuasion.

The boys were determined throughout the whole process, but the head teacher was both soft and hard, and the boys stubbornly adhered to the decision to choose the essay. The head teacher wants to persuade and scold, just let him go!

In the end, the students in the classroom waited for the bell to ring and rushed to the door of the classroom.

Wang Tianchi said dryly, shaking his head again and again, "I can't control it, I can't manage it!" Whatever you want! Whatever you want! Don't regret it when the time comes, blame me again! Take your liking! Take your liking! Ouch! Isn't there just one less key cultivation object for science? It's you who don't fight, it's you who want to give up your great future! Ouch! I'm going to be by you! Take your liking! Take your liking! I don't care! No matter! ”

The head teacher rolled up the liberal arts and science sub-subject application form, waved his hand sadly and left the classroom.

The moment the dust settled, the boys went against the flow of people pouring out of the classroom after class, their eyes swept over the bustling faces that were blurred with excitement, and their hearts unconsciously jumped with the same hustle and bustle, and walked to their seats.

In the noisy classroom with a surging flow of people, there was only one girl, with a fair and beautiful face, and the figure of the boy going up against the current was frozen.

There was a look of concern in the girl's clear eyes.

"Hey, Song Yu, what did the head teacher tell you to go out for?"

A smile inadvertently bloomed at the corners of his lips, and the curvature of his eyes was no longer visible to the swaying figures around him.

"It's nothing, just chat!"

When the girl heard the reason for the boy's lameness, her eyes widened in confusion, as if she didn't believe it.

Even the boys themselves don't believe it, but what?

The results have settled.

"If I tell you that I like liberal arts and that I want to study literature, I guess you won't believe it!" Song Yu chuckled, "So, what else can I say?" ”

Su Wen was dumbfounded when he heard this, and blinked his eyes, still not believing the explanation in the mouth of the boy in front of him.

"What about you...... Isn't it for Xiao Shijie to learn literature? ”

Suddenly, the girl unconsciously asked the doubts in her heart.

As soon as the words fell, Su Wen couldn't wait to slap his mouth a few times.

The good-natured boy was not annoyed at all in the face of this relentless inquiry, and there was even a little more pampering in the smile that looked at the girl.

"It's not."

The male voice is crisp and loud.

"Oh." The girl opened a pair of ignorant eyes, and the light projected from the corridor window hit the girl's delicate face, leaving no shadow.

On the contrary, it was the boy standing on the stairs with his back to the light, and the smile on his lips was dimmed under the rendering of the shadows.

On the weekend, it was the time when Su Wen and Liu Chuan stayed alone in the dormitory, and there was less noise from the two little girls, Zhang Xiaoli and Xie Yingying, and the dormitory was quiet and peaceful.

Su Wen carefully reviewed the manuscript given to him by Song Yuanzhi from his seat, and Liu Chuan quietly read the book on the other side, without making any noise to affect the quiet atmosphere of the dormitory.

Screening out a batch of manuscripts of good quality as alternative articles to be published in this month's Literary Society Editorial Newspaper, Su Wen frowned at the large stack of handwritten manuscripts on the letter paper that were unsuccessful.

"Suwen? What's wrong? Liu Chuan passed by Su Wen's position with a water glass, and caught a glimpse of the girl's frowning and slightly headache, so he asked with concern.

Su Wen stroked his forehead with his hand, "Hey, it's a review, I didn't expect the review to be so difficult!" ”

"Did you have any problems?" Liu Chuan walked over and looked at the large stack of letter paper in Su Wen's hand suspiciously.

"I'm so entangled, look at this stack of letters," Su Wen raised the letter paper in his hand at Liu Chuan, his eyes were full of tangled looks, "It's all sifted out by me...... The number of articles that can be put in the literary society newspaper is limited, and it is impossible to put them all on it, so I feel so distressed, some articles are still good...... The manuscripts they wrote with their hearts can be seen in the words...... But I sifted them out......"

"I'll take a look," Liu Chuan said, holding a large stack of letterheads, looking at them one by one, "The newspaper can only put a limited number of articles, and it is normal for some articles that are not of such good quality to be screened out." ”

"So I'm struggling, how to define the quality of an article? Maybe it's because I don't have a good eye, and some articles are obviously well written, but I have screened them down and missed the opportunity to report...... In this case, I would be derelict in my duty, Senior Sister Yuan Zhi trusted me and entrusted me with this vital work! Su Wen clenched his small fist and bit his lip lightly, feeling embarrassed.

Liu Chuan was obviously much more rational, "Su Wen, you have to believe in yourself, since Senior Sister has given you the task of reviewing the manuscript, it means that you have the ability to handle this matter well, and it is not a matter for you to be entangled!" Besides, if the article is really good, you can filter it out, keep it as a backup manuscript, and report it next time, isn't that also good? ”

"Well, having said that, it's ......"

Before Su Wen finished speaking, Liu Chuan's excited voice interjected into his words.

"Huh! Suven! This article is very well written! The artistic conception is so beautiful! ”

Su Wen looked at the article that Liu Chuan handed to him, his face was red and white, his eyes flashed, and he said, "...... Well...... ...... indeed"

Liu Chuan continued to carefully browse the follow-up manuscripts, but Su Wen lowered his head and blushed on the side.