Struggle for harmony after dressing as female match A

Li Shuqing entered the Academy of Fine Arts as she wished, but Ai Xiaoyu and Jing Nianxun still have nearly a year to go, suffering in their senior year of high school.

In fact, there was only one person suffering, Ai Xiaoyu.

Not long after the start of school, the teacher posted a dream wall on the blackboard at the back according to the previous regulations. Everyone wrote down the university they yearned for, and added motivational words such as "take dreams as horses and live up to youth", urging themselves to study harder.

Some people in the class have already determined their dream university since they first entered high school.Although this is an aristocratic school, there are also a group of students in the key class who seem to be lazy and do nothing all day long, but when it comes to the critical moment, everyone is still serious.

The dream wall was gradually filled up, Lao Zhang counted it, and there were still a few people left to write, including Ai Xiaoyu.

It happened that Ai Xiaoyu had a top three student at the same table, so Lao Zhang asked Jing Nianxun to urge her.

"Xiao Yu, don't you have any ideas?" Jing Nianxun asked quietly when get out of class was over.

Ai Xiaoyu spread it out on the table like a salted fish, waved her hands and said, "Do you think I have a dream? I just eat, sleep, play games and chat with you all day long, and I don't have anything I particularly like or am good at."

Jing Nianxun said: "But you are good at mathematics, you can go to the University of Finance and Economics, or learn some majors in economics."

Ai Xiaoyu: "..."

forgive me!This is what she learned in her previous life!

Jing Nianxun didn't know about Ai Xiaoyu's situation, and he was still analyzing seriously: "Xiaoyu, you see, since your sophomore year in high school, your first math test was the first in the whole grade. [-]. Everyone envies you! It must be very suitable for you to study mathematics or economics!"

Ai Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'll think about it."

After thinking about it for a few days, the other blank positions on the dream wall have been filled in, except for Ai Xiaoyu's name which is still vacant, which seems very incompatible with other declarations of ambition.

Lao Zhang was urging her: "How can you, a senior high school student, have no plans for the future! Even if you don't have one you particularly like, fill in one for me!"

Ai Xiaoyu: She really didn't plan for the future.

Who knows if she will still be in this world in the future.

After Jing Nianxun's differentiation, a temporary mark increased the entropy value by 300, and the "love book" system seemed to have taken a love potion, trying to increase her entropy value at every turn, all kinds of data piled up, and now she The entropy value has reached 7000.

Only three thousand left...

I don't know if I can last until the second semester of the third year of high school.

Even though Ai Xiaoyu really didn't have any ideas, under Lao Zhang's persecution, she could only plan to write one casually.

After returning home, Jing Nianxun planned to help her choose a university goal together.

Jing Nianxun took out a blank piece of paper and last year's voluntary report form, first listed all majors on the white paper, and said to Ai Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, if you are really not very interested, we can use the exclusion method. There is no way to rule out the majors you hate first."

Hate major?

Ai Xiaoyu immediately said: "Mathematics. All majors related to mathematics."

Jing Nianxun was puzzled: "But isn't that what you are best at? We always thought you liked mathematics."

No, she never liked math.In her previous life, she didn't like it, but because she could study finance and get a job, her mother asked her to apply for it; in this life, no one will let her choose this again.

Jing Nianxun looked at Ai Xiaoyu and shook his head. He could only outline all the majors related to mathematics, including some basic majors in the Department of Mathematics, School of Business, and Department of Computer Science. These have relatively high requirements for mathematics. , is what most universities must learn no matter what major.

There are countless science majors, even if these few are removed, there are still many majors that I have never heard of.

Finally, Ai Xiaoyu thought of a way - throwing dice.

Throw it on the name of which major it is.

Just do it, Ai Xiaoyu listed all the professional names, took the dice and threw it from the air, the dice rolled around, and finally stopped at——

"Funeral management major?"

Ai Xiaoyu read out the name in surprise, is it just her luck to memorize it like this?Do you have to choose this horrible major?

When she thought of the courses of funeral management: corpse collection, plastic surgery, bone burning, elegiac couplets, Feng Shui, she trembled with fright.

"Do you want to throw it again?" Jing Nianxun asked.

"Forget it, I'm not sure anyway."

So finally a creepy name appeared on the dream wall: "City A Funeral College, major in Funeral Management."

This college is good, it is close to the Academy of Fine Arts, only across a street.

It is said that when the students of the Academy of Fine Arts walked out of the school gate in the middle of the night, they could see black air coming from the direction of the school next door, and there were also many horror urban legends circulating in the school.

Lao Zhang didn't say much, obviously numb to Ai Xiaoyu's choice.

After the dream wall was pasted up, two red banners were also hung up in the class, and the third class immediately had the momentum of getting ready for battle.

The work and rest time of the third year of senior high school also began to be adjusted. In the morning, they read early for half an hour. Because they are liberal arts students, the task of early reading is particularly heavy.

In the evening, two classes of evening self-study are added, and school will not be over until nine o'clock in the evening.

Compared with not being able to get home early to lie down and play games, self-study at night is obviously more painful for Ai Xiaoyu.

In her previous life, she started to have evening self-study in the junior high school, the first year of junior high school and the three-year evening self-study in the boarding school of high school, for a total of four years.After graduating from high school, she vowed that she would never study at night again, and would not be tortured by various homework.

But now there is a new round of evening self-study and a new wave of homework.

Unable to bring a mobile phone, unable to read novels, comics and TV series, Ai Xiaoyu could only do her homework slowly with her chin in her hands.

"Little fish, little fish, don't fall asleep, the teacher is still watching."

Jing Nianxun poked Ai Xiaoyu's shoulder, and the latter almost lowered his head to the table.

"Oh." Ai Xiaoyu raised her head and rubbed her eyes in confusion, and the teacher was indeed looking at her.

Ai Xiaoyu hurriedly lowered her head again, opened the nearly blank homework book, stared blankly for a while, and then began to read the questions.

After watching for a while, he lowered his head again.When can I get rid of this habit of getting sleepy while doing homework?

Ai Xiaoyu feels that she still needs to study hard. Although she may not stay, but at least half a year is left, and the school-tyrant personality she maintains cannot collapse.

Her weak projects are all subjects except mathematics, including Chinese, English, and comprehensive literature.And none of these are inseparable from endorsement.

But how could she memorize so many heavy books?There is no way to start.

On weekends, Ai Xiaoyu lay lazily on the rattan chair in the backyard of the small villa, basking in the sun and reading a book. She didn't read much but slept comfortably.

When she woke up, she found that most of the afternoon had passed and Jing Nianxun hadn't been seen yet.

Ai Xiaoyu went back to the second floor to look for Jing Nianxun, opened her door and found that Jing Nianxun seemed to be doing something furtively.

After walking quietly behind her, Ai Xiaoyu looked at the table, and saw pieces of colored cardboard, various colored pens, scissors and rulers on the table.

Do it manually?

Jing Nianxun was concentrating on what she was doing, and she only realized when Ai Xiaoyu touched her hair, and quickly covered the things on the table, and covered the piece of paper she was working on with her palm, completely covering the densely packed small characters on it.

"Why don't you show me?" Ai Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows.

Jing Nianxun still sticks to her little card, refusing to read what is written on it, saying: "I'll give it to you when I'm done."

"Hmm... okay." Ai Xiaoyu didn't know what little secret Jing Nianxun was hiding, but she always felt that it should be related to her, otherwise she wouldn't mind showing it to her.

She couldn't force Jing Nianxun's hand away to read these cards.

Ai Xiaoyu continued to bask in her sun, heard footsteps on the solid wood floor and went downstairs, Jing Nianxun then moved his hand away from the card, revealing the English written on it.

On stacks of cards, there are correct and elegant English words, and the Chinese translations are marked with various colored pens, and even image graffiti are drawn on them with pencils to aid in memory.

And the first card under her palm had only two English sentences on it.

[Lovealters not with his brief hours and weeks.

But bears sit out event to the edge of doom.]

Vicissitudes reincarnate, but love never changes.

Standing majestic for eternity until the end of the doomsday.

A few days later, Ai Xiaoyu wanted to know more and more what Jing Nian Xunshen was doing mysteriously.Jing Nianxun locked himself in a small room and would tinker for several hours at a time. Ai Xiaoyu eavesdropped in front of the door and could only hear the sound of paper-cutting and rustling of writing.

Several times she wanted to sneak in while the door was open, but Jing Nianxun always found out and locked the cards in the cabinet.

Ai Xiaoyu: ...

Good guy, you're still hiding it from me!

You don't love me anymore!

Ai Xiaoyu waited angrily for a few days, and finally one morning, when Jing Nianxun arrived at school, he took out a thick stack of cards from his schoolbag, and strung them all together with thin ropes.

Jing Nianxun spread the cards on Ai Xiaoyu's desk, and piled up five stacks under Ai Xiaoyu's surprised gaze.The cards on the top of each stack are hard cardboards painted in different colors, with "Chinese", "English", "Geography", "History" and "Politics" written on them respectively, and patterns of stars, hearts, and little moons are drawn under the small characters .

"For you." Jing Nianxun said expectantly.

Ai Xiaoyu was shocked for several seconds, and then opened the card, and all the key knowledge points were in the thick stack.

In Chinese, there are cut-outs of necessary ancient poems, key word interpretations, and famous quotes for composition materials. In English, there are words, phrases, and key grammar.

"These are some important points, and you can slowly sort out and add them later." Jing Nianxun said, "By memorizing these, you will definitely get a lot more points in the test!"

Ai Xiaoyu looked at all the cards over and over, and her first reaction was to hold Jing Nianxun's hand.

"What are you doing!" Jing Nianxun yelled softly when his hand was held suddenly.

"You must be very tired after writing so much." Ai Xiaoyu carefully checked if there were any injuries on her hands. Fortunately, there were no injuries, and she was still fair and soft. Ai Xiaoyu wanted to massage her Rub it.

"Don't move around." Jing Nianxun muttered, retracted his hand, and hid it in his pocket.

"If you mess around again, I'll take these back."

"Okay, okay, I won't move," Ai Xiaoyu said hurriedly, "I'm really touched..."

She didn't know what words to use to express it. Although many people cared about her academic performance, Ding Chengying scolded her for playing games every day, and Lao Zhang gave her a lot of homework, but the one who really worked hard to help her make knowledge cards, Jing Nianxun was still number one.

"It's good to know that you are moved," Jing Nianxun snorted, "Quickly finish memorizing these."

"Well! After you finish memorizing, you will randomly check me."

Ai Xiaoyu carefully put the card into the schoolbag, and put it in the small pocket at the front, so that she could get it with one hand.

She decided to follow the way she used to sprint in the third year of high school. She could take it out and recite it with her when she was riding in the car, queuing in the cafeteria, or listening to the leader's speech.

Jing Nianxun spent so much time and energy helping her study, she must not disappoint Jing Nianxun's wishes.

It's just that there are some ancient poems and some English sentences that don't seem to be in the textbook, but Jing Nianxun added it himself, she can't understand it at all.