In order to save time, Zhou Luo simply didn't even do the physics papers he sent, and devoted himself to reviewing history and geography. History class and geography class have basically not been taken seriously, and she has fallen too much.

Chinese and English are the subjects she is good at, and mathematics is always difficult, but with the help of Bai Luofan's gods, she has also improved a lot, and can stabilize between one hundred and two to one hundred and thirteen. Although it was only a drizzle in this key class of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it was enough for her.

Zhou Luo found that Meng Xiangting was always sighing recently, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the history book on her desk, and Zhou Luo suddenly realized.

It turned out that I hadn't decided what to choose, so I didn't dare to relax in any subject.

Zhou Luo knew what she was hesitating about.

As Zhou Moshan said, even if the results of science are a little worse than those of liberal arts, the former must be chosen. Meng Xiangting's grades have always been excellent, if she moves her mind to transfer the text, I am afraid that the pressure from parents and teachers is not small.

She is different from Yu Bing, if Yu Bing has a normal family, with her love for liberal arts, she will definitely choose liberal arts without hesitation. Meng Xiangting is besieged by secular clichés about liberal arts.

The world's contempt for liberal arts seems to have become a wall built in the heart. It is said that there is no impermeable wall in the world, but the heart is often impenetrable by various secular concepts.

Meng Xiangting likes liberal arts, but everyone thinks that she should study science to live up to her good grades, and even she thinks so herself.

"Do you think that people who come out of the key class and go to study literature are deserters?" Meng Xiangting leaned on the table and said weakly.

It has become a habit to emphasize rationality over literature, and even liberal arts students themselves sometimes subconsciously feel inferior. If you have the ability to be admitted to the long and key classes, but you want to study literature, what will others think?

Zhou Luo smiled: "Then are you willing to accompany me as a deserter?" ”

She wanted to speak again and again, and finally leaned her head on Zhou Luo's shoulder weakly, and sighed: "You said that since everyone doesn't like liberal arts, why do you want to keep this option to make people embarrassed?" ”

"Probably to leave a way out for those who have the courage to become deserters." Zhou Luo touched her hair and said.

"Listen to your words, read ten years in vain."

"Humph!"

"If you want to choose an article, choose it, what I said to Bing will also apply to you. Maybe I'm just too idealistic, but I really think that love is priceless and shouldn't be distracted by other factors. And I think that with your ability, you must be at the top of the liberal arts class. Don't you wonder what the subject of wisdom in the mouth of a political teacher looks like? "Zhou Luo has always been a timid person, but in this matter, she is extremely determined.

Meng Xiangting nodded and said in a low voice: "I'm curious, but I'm afraid that I will regret it after I choose, and I'm afraid that I will regret it if I don't choose." She sighed and said, "Forget it, I decided not to think about it for now, and I'll be annoyed when the results come out!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, someone rushed in from outside the classroom and shouted excitedly, "It's snowing!" ”

The students looked sideways, almost pouring out, as excited as if they had seen snow for the first time in their lives.

It was the first snow they had since come to Changhe.

Zhou Luo couldn't hold back his excitement, and pulled Meng Xiangting to go downstairs, "Don't bother first, go out for a walk!" ”

The snow was quite large, but because the ground was not warm enough, it became a wet patch when it fell to the ground, and there was only some snow in the shade.

Changhe's customized cotton clothes for the first level of high school are also red, white snowflakes fall on the sleeves, and the appearance of the snowflakes can be clearly observed, Zhou Luo excitedly pulled Meng Xiangting over to see: "Look at you, it's snowflakes!" It's the same as the album when I was a kid! ”

The two of them were looking at it intently, a snowball smashed on Zhou Luo's back impartially, and she looked back to see that Bai Luofan was standing not far away.

"Hey!" He was looking at her with a snowball and a grin.

This perpetrator actually dared to say hello!

Zhou Luo slapped him on the shoulder, he pretended to be in pain, and his acting skills were very exaggerated: "Ouch, no, you broke a bone for me, you have to pay!" ”

She couldn't laugh or cry.

Not far away, a thin and tall boy walked up, Bai Luofan was tall enough, but the boy looked a little taller than Bai Luofan. The difference is that Bai Luofan looks more sunny,

But...... Or Bai Luofan is a little more handsome.

Zhou Luo noticed this idea of his own, and couldn't help but be stunned.

No, why did she have this idea?

Zhou Luo shook his head violently, trying to shake out the strange thoughts in his head.

The boy walked straight towards them, it was the little boy who had come to deliver snacks to Meng Xiangting earlier. He walked straight to Meng Xiangting's side, "I'll look for you in the class, there is no one in your class, I've been looking for you for a long time." ”

Meng Xiangting smiled gently when she saw him, and said, "This is the first snow we have come here, Luoluo and I will come down and take a look." ”

Zhou Luo stared at the pair from the side, feeling that the pink atmosphere between the two was about to surround her. Bai Luofan pulled her past and walked to the side. When he turned around, he found that Zhou Luo was looking at him with a puzzled look, and he said speechlessly: "Are you addicted to light bulbs?" ”

Zhou Luo reacted, so he had to laugh awkwardly.

The two found a railing with few people, and Zhou Luo habitually supported it with his elbows, put his hands on his cheeks, and looked at the teenagers and girls watching the snow everywhere downstairs in a daze.

"What were you doing there just now?" He asked.

Zhou Luo said hesitantly: "It's nothing. ”

He didn't continue to ask, but instead took out a bag of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of Zhou Luo's school uniform: "This candy is for you, but don't eat too much!" ”

"Thank you!" She excitedly opened the bag, picked one up and put it in her mouth, and handed him one.

The sweetness of toffee spread on the tip of her tongue, and the snowflakes fell one by one, and she felt a sense of happiness at this moment.

"Why did you suddenly remember to bring me toffee?"

Bai Luofan took care of himself and unwrapped the candy paper and said: "Eating sweets will make people feel better." ”

Zhou Luo didn't understand: "I'm in a good mood." ”

Bai Luofan glanced at her lightly.

"It's not just the pressure of grades that you have to face when you study literature." He said, "I've been hit a lot these days, right? ”

That's true, but she's figured it out.

"It's okay, I've figured it out a long time ago, and other people's gossip won't be a reason for me to give up my love for liberal arts. No matter what, I must study literature. She paused and said, "It's just ......."

She paused, her gaze moving from the side of the boy's face to the crowd downstairs.

There is a song that sings very well, saying that time is a youkai with long legs.

Thinking back to this semester, when she first arrived, she only felt that she had strayed into the advanced dungeon as soon as she came out of the novice village, surrounded by wolves and isolated. Unexpectedly, gradually she also adapted.

And now she finally has a few acquaintances in this class, and after the division of subjects, she has to reintegrate into a new group, which means that everything has to start from scratch, and it is a headache to think about.

"If only we were all together forever......" she lamented in a very small voice, leaning on the railing.

Her voice was very small, and the young man next to her did not react at all, she thought that he had not heard the words behind her.

She couldn't help but look at him, and the boy was lying on the railing in the same position as her, intently playing with the candy wrapper in his hand.

His dark eyes lowered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She looked at him quietly for a moment.

He and Meng Xiangting have good grades in science, so they will definitely choose science.

Zhou Luo raised the corners of his lips helplessly. She just thought about it casually, how could she let her two best friends accompany her to "jump into the fire pit" because of her little selfishness.

The class bell rang, and the two got up from the railing.

She smiled and told him, "You have to work hard, when the time comes, you will enter the key class of science, and I will enter the key class of liberal arts." ”

The snowflakes fell, and were blown obliquely by the wind to the bottom of the porch, scattered on the hair of the two of them, and melted between the warm hairs.

The smile on the boy's lips did not go away, and with a stretch of his long arms, he buttoned the coat she had blown behind her back and buttoned it on her head, the hat was so large that it covered her eyes at once.

Her vision was dark, and she heard only his gentle voice coming from the other side: "Got it." ”

By the time she had put her hat in order, the boy had already walked several paces.