One white and two green

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Never looked at him again from beginning to end.

What is cool?

This is fucking cool!

"Ah Hao", the brothers leaned over, "Who is he, the moves just now were too beautiful, I guess we might not be able to beat him if we fight together."

Wu Minghao pursed his lips, the ghost knows who he is, anyway, his future girlfriend is getting farther and farther away from him.

☆、Chapter 27

"Squad leader hand this out." Wang Fuman came over with a stack of papers during morning self-study, "It's already May, and soon we will be promoted to the second year of senior high school. Don't rush to fill out this volunteer form. Please consider it. , Discuss with your parents more.”

When Bai Wu got the volunteer form, there were two simple grids drawn on it, one for science and the other for liberal arts. Just a few words affected his life's career planning, simple but heavy.

"Are you going to study literature or theory?" Xiao Jin casually asked during lunch, "But the two of you have such good grades, you must be studying science."

Yes, in the eyes of the world, liberal arts and science are not just the difference between subjects. Science is difficult to learn and is always the best choice for top students and key schools, while liberal arts seems to be considered only by students with poor grades. options.No. 12 Middle School is a key school in the city, and it also focuses on psychology in terms of arts and sciences. There are [-] classes in a grade, and science classes alone account for two-thirds. It is a liberal arts key class.

Bai Wu didn't answer while eating. In the last life, he followed his mother's advice and studied science. She said that she hoped to be a doctor.This has been the case since he was a child. His mother planned everything for him, and he just had to follow suit. As for his own thoughts and what he likes, he never said it out loud. Anyway, his mother is so strong, even if he said it, he would only be refuted It seems that he has never argued with his mother for one thing.

But now, as Bai Wu, he has parents who love him, care about what he likes, and encourage him to do what he wants to do, so now, should he study literature or theory?

When he got home at night, Bai Wu decided to discuss it with his parents first, "Xiao Wu", his mother rubbed the back of his head, "Whether you study literature or theory, your parents will support you." What's the difference, "Ah Wu", Dad put down the newspaper and looked at him seriously, "Liberal arts and science are not only related to your current grades, but also affect your future. Instead of thinking about whether it is difficult to learn, it is better to think about it. What kind of work are you going to do in the future?"

What kind of work do you do?

Bai Wu lay on the bed, calmed down and thought about it quietly. I remember that when I was a child, I dreamed of being a biologist, traveling thousands of mountains and rivers to experience various adventures, and living with flowers, grass, birds and animals every day. A free and unrestrained day.When I was a little older, I fell in love with the prosperous old dream under the long river of history. I wanted to be an archaeologist, pack my bags and walk among the ruins, and uncover the veil of history with my own hands.Later, when he became a doctor, he realized the importance of saving lives and healing the wounded. If you ask him what he wants to do now, he thinks that he will still choose to do something. famous doctor.

The next day was Saturday, Bai Wu was sitting in the self-study classroom of the library, and saw Song Qingcheng open a book and read, "General History of the World", yes, I remember when I was in the first year of high school, I especially loved reading these histories reading materials, and my interest in history started from a program called "Hundred Schools Forum".

Seemingly aware of Bai Wu's gaze, Song Qingcheng pulled his attention from the book, "What's the matter?" Ever since Bai Wu sat with her, she seemed to be particularly distracted, always spending more energy than usual to face it. study.

"Hmm", Bai Wu rubbed his chin, thought for a while, then tore off a blank page from Cao's manuscript, leaned over to Song Qingcheng, and wrote a few book titles on the blank paper, "These few days This book is very interesting, you can read it."

Bai Wu approached her so abruptly, his unique refreshing aura made her lose her mind for an instant, she forced herself to focus on the white paper, and saw his slender and strong fingers draw a beautiful arc.

"You seem to like history very much," Bai Wuzuo said casually, "Are you going to choose liberal arts?"

liberal arts?Song Qingcheng shook her head. She really likes liberal arts, but...she suddenly thought of something, and asked nervously, "What do you plan to choose?"

After thinking about it last night, Bai Wu has made up his mind, "Science", Song Qingcheng was suddenly relieved when he heard Bai Wu's reply, "Song Qingcheng", Bai Wu looked at her seriously, "no matter what your advice is What, I think the first thing to consider is what you want."

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

what do you want?

What does she want?She wants to tell her mother openly that she just wants to reject her, she wants to rebel for a while, and stop living a step-by-step life, she wants to let go of her reserve, like those little girls, to love her passionately want to like someone.

She looked at the boy in front of her who was looking at her intently, he was so smart and gentle, he was so popular with girls, would there be another girl sitting next to him one day, and he would be so gentle watching her.

"But you're not here," Song Qingcheng whispered.

"What?" Bai Wu didn't hear clearly.

"We are not in the same class", Song Qingcheng tried to express his worries, "If you choose my essays, it is impossible to be in the same class."

So she was worried about this?Bai Wu suddenly wanted to laugh, Song Qingcheng's aggrieved look was so cute, he wanted to rub her head again.

So he reached out and touched her hair, "Stupid", Bai Wu scolded softly, "Even if we are not in the same class, we are still in the same school, we can still eat together, read together, and go to the library together, and, we In the future, you can still go to the same city and take the same university exam.”

Bai Wu's gentle and patient words made Song Qingcheng feel like a child who had no sugar to eat. She sniffed and was about to refute, but when she heard Bai Wu's solemn tone, he said: "Qingcheng, as long as you need me, I will at your side."

When I got home in the afternoon, my mother had already returned from school. Song Qingcheng poured a glass of water and walked into the study. My mother was writing a lesson plan at her desk, with a strand of hair hanging down to block her tightly pursed lips. "Drink water", The water glass was placed on the corner of the desk.

Only then did Yang Ning raise his head, and saw his daughter hesitated to leave, with a hesitant expression on his face, "What's the matter?" Knowing a daughter is like a mother, and her own daughter rarely has such an expression. Once she does, There must be something important, she put down her pen, turned around and looked at her seriously.