Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The college entrance examination is just around the corner, and the campus is full of tension. The small supermarket in the school has banned the sale of fruit, ice cream and yogurt, and the air conditioning in the dormitories and classrooms is strictly controlled.

The first and second graders are all accompanied by the last few days of the third year. There are many people who stay in school during the Dragon Boat Festival, and there is no difference from normal times except that there is no class.

Everyone passing by the senior three teaching building subconsciously lowered the volume. Qi Jiale was still talking loudly with Dong Jie at first, but once he entered the teaching area, he seemed to be the only one talking.

He shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "I dare not speak anymore."

Behind them, Qiu Zhengsong took out a lollipop from his pocket, and suddenly put it in front of Bi Xia.

Bi Xia stopped and looked at him.

Qiu Zhen grinned, showing his big white teeth: "Happy Children's Day."

"Thank you."

Bi Xia showed a shallow smile, reached out his hand to take it, Qiu Zhen took the candy back again, wiped the back of his hand against his cool fingertips, peeled it off three or two times, and then handed it back.

Qiu Zhen looked at him expectantly, Bi Xia lowered his eyes and opened his mouth.

Qiu Zhen was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to talk directly, it's really not like him.

With sugar in his mouth, Bi Xia stepped forward, and he took two steps before Qiu Zhen followed.He also peeled a candy and stuffed it in his mouth.

He ate sweets casually, moving around with a lollipop in his mouth, occasionally sucking it with a sizzling sound, until the last three or two bites, he chewed it up and swallowed it. Standing on his seat, he threw the stick into the garbage can.

Sitting down and seeing his deskmate still holding a lollipop in his mouth, he immediately laughed: "How do you eat this?"

Bi Xia looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

Qiu Zhen smiled again: "Are you going to eat until the end of the year?"

Bi Xia shook his head, but did not speak.

Qiu Zhen knew there was something in his mouth so he didn't open his mouth: "Chew it, it will be broken soon."

Bi Xia squeezed the small paper stick, moved the lollipop aside, then pressed his jaw hard, there was a muffled crackling sound, and there was still a small paper stick with strawberry fragrance in his hand.

Qiu Zhen did whatever he said, looking a bit obedient, Qiu Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Is this your first lollipop, kid?"

"Ah."

"Then brother will give you lollipops on Children's Day next year."

Chen Yuan pinched his throat on purpose: "Brother, I want a lollipop too."

Chen Chumiao understood, and cooperated with him by pinching his throat: "Brother celebrates Children's Day for you every day~"

Qiu Zhen kicked the chair in front of him: "Get lost!"

Bi Xia shook his head and ignored them.

The teaching buildings of the second and third grades are all used for the examination room of the college entrance examination, and part of the classrooms of the first grade are used for self-study, and some are idle.

Class [-] is a self-study room, and there is no need to empty the classroom. Once the cleaning is over, it will be a three and a half day long vacation.

The college entrance examination is a matter of the third year of high school, and they are only in the first year of high school.

There were people in the class who had barbecue or rafting appointments, but Qiu Zhen didn't go with them, he wanted to go to Bagua Village in the next city with Bi Xia.

The history teacher mentioned it in class, and Bi Xia was very interested at that time. It is said that the whole village is a formation, full of gods and gods.

It was early four o'clock when they arrived at their destination by a direct bus.

It's still early, Qiu Zhen looked at the sky and said, "Let's go in and have a look first?"

"Ah."

When they walked in, they realized something was wrong, it was too quiet.

This is a village. It is reasonable to say that there are people living in it. It is evening again, and it is the time when it is lively, but there is no movement in the village.

The sun was still in the sky, but the small alley no more than two meters wide under their feet was shady.

At this time, the aftereffects of watching too many horror movies came up. Qiu Zhen always felt a chill behind his back, and he rubbed his arms: "This place is kind of evil."

But Bi Xia said: "The house design here is very interesting."

When he said that, Qiu Zhen stopped rubbing his arms, and pulled him to continue walking in, wasn't there no one?They are all successors of the Communist Party, with integrity and firm materialism.

After walking around for about 10 minutes, Bi Xia stopped when he saw a section of wood at the corner, they had just been here.

"Do you remember the way out?"

"Do you still need to remember? Just walk around and go out."

Bi Xia shook his head: "This is Bagua Village, this design is to prevent outsiders."

Qiu Zhen realized it later, and it seemed a little serious.

"Then go out now?"

Half an hour later, still by the same piece of wood, Qiu Zhen said leaning against the wall: "Shall we go?"

Bi Xia looked at the sunset in the distant sky: "It's getting dark."

When the time comes, he won't even be able to tell the direction. He doesn't have the ability to distinguish east, west, south, north by looking at the starry sky.

They came here after leaving the school gate. They didn't return home, and of course they didn't bring their mobile phones, and they couldn't even call the police.

Qiu Zhen stood up with a start: "You don't want to spend the night here, do you?"

He pushed the wooden door on the side of the street, but didn't push it.There are quite a few houses here, but I can't get in.

Do you want to climb over the wall?

This wall is also designed to prevent theft, and it has no leverage, so it is not easy to turn over.

Bi Xia took out a pen and paper, quickly marked the direction, and drew the street in front of them. He already had some clues.

"You remember our current direction and walk around again."

Qiuzheng has a better sense of direction than him.

This time, they didn't deliberately look for familiar streets. In fact, every street is similar, otherwise they wouldn't get lost.

"It's like stepping on a map."

Bi Xia knew that this was the words in the game, the map would only light up where the game characters passed by, and Qiu Zhen led him through.

It's very similar indeed.

With a goal, the two of them are not in a hurry, just walk and draw all the way, until the sun sinks little by little, and the darkness invades the sky little by little.

Bi Xia moved closer to the drawing and looked at it carefully for a while, and then used this part to deduce the complete drawing.

He put away the pen and paper, with a calm expression on his face: "Let's go."

"You know that?"

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen followed him, and within a few minutes the two returned to the original starting point. Qiu Zhen looked back at the small village behind him.

It's still a little unreal, so it's coming out?

His face was full of admiration: "You understand all this?"

"a little."

Qiu Zhen hooked his shoulder and smiled: "You know how to repair a kite, you know everything about gossip, what else do you not know?"

He just said casually, but Bi Xia replied seriously: "Yes."

Qiuzhen was well versed in routines, so he answered his stalk: "What? Are you having a baby?"

Bi Xia smiled lightly, but did not answer.

I don't know how to let you know that we could be in another relationship.

The road outside the village is fairly flat, and the road is paved with brand-new bluestone slabs. They walked for a while before meeting anyone.

She is a very enthusiastic aunt, and the aunt invites them to her home to have sex.

When they arrived at her home, they knew why she was so enthusiastic—she opened a homestay.

"Bagua Village has just been repaired, and it will be opened as a scenic spot after a while."

This is a tourist project in the city. The ancient village has been renovated and developed. When the aunt said it, her face was full of light.

She was originally a homestay, and her business will be much better when the tourism industry develops here.

"It's not a coincidence that you came here. After a few days of acceptance, someone moved in. The young man is lucky, and he can come out after going in. When I first got married here, I got lost every day."

Qiu Zhen thought to himself, this is not luck, but a real ability.

We stayed at the B&B for one night, and the next day my aunt was very enthusiastic to take them around the village, but they refused.

I was almost done shopping last night, and now there is only an empty shell, which is boring.

"Then if classmates come, remember to introduce them to Auntie, and I'll give you a discount."

Under the sun, looking from a distance, the village doesn't feel as cool as last night.

I just feel simple and quiet, sitting there.

Back at the school, the senior three teaching building was empty, with one-third less people, and the campus seemed much quieter.

The old class said: "You have graduated from the third year of high school. You are now the second year of high school. There are only two years left before the college entrance examination. Show your attitude."

Someone below whispered, "There are still two more years."

"There are still two years left in the college entrance examination, how long is the final exam? Four weeks to go!"

The final exam will be used as an important basis for the second class of high school, but the division of arts and sciences is entirely a student's personal choice.

The old class sent an aspiration form by subject: "This is not the final form to submit, please fill it out for me first."

Qiu Zhen took a look at Bi Xia, he also quickly completed the liberal arts and then immediately passed it forward.

During the parents' meeting, Qiu's mother looked at the intention form for arts and sciences sent by the old class and suspected that she had read it wrong. Her son actually filled in the arts?

This parent meeting is mainly for the division of subjects. The students are also there, but they are all studying in the classroom of the third year of high school.

When Qiuzheng came to get a water glass after class, he was ridiculed by his mother.

"You don't look at your Chinese and English, do you just want to piss off the teacher if you choose liberal arts?"

Qiu Zhen quibbles: "Chinese, English and science must also be learned."

"What about historical politics? Which countries do you know during the Northern and Southern Dynasties?"

"The college entrance examination does not take this."

"You also know that the college entrance examination does not take this?"

When Qiu Zhen talked about this, he was proud: "My deskmate marked the key points for me, and he definitely didn't take the exam if he didn't mark it."

"Xiaoxia doesn't owe you anything, so why don't you choose a liberal arts subject and ask him to take you to study it?"

Bi Xia happened to come over, and when he heard this sentence, he refuted from the bottom of his heart, not tired.

But Qiu Zhen should choose science, no matter from which point of view, he should choose science.

Bi Xia was just puzzled, Qiu Zhen insisted on choosing liberal arts for him, but never thought about why.

Everyone is studying in the senior three teaching building, and the drinking fountains here are empty.

Looking at the steaming water column, Bi Xia suddenly said, "If you're in shifts one to three, we're not too far away."

Usually, classes [-] to [-] are top science classes, and class [-] is liberal arts.

Classes [-] to [-] are on the first floor, and Class [-] is in the first classroom at the stairway on the second floor.

Qiu Zhen turned off the tap and didn't speak.

"I will be in the fourth shift, on the second floor, at the stairway, next to the drinking fountain." You can come up often.

The three teaching buildings are all of the same structure, but a classroom on the first floor of the second and third grades was transformed into an office, and the fourth class was moved to the second floor, just as all the liberal arts classes were concentrated on one floor.

It's rare for Bi Xia to talk so much by himself: "If your grades are in liberal arts, you won't be able to enter Class Four."

Qiu Zhen knew it himself, frowned, and looked at Bi Xia with a bit of fierce eyes.

Bi Xia wanted to persuade him again, but Qiu Zhen hugged him, Bi Xia was speechless for a moment, raised his hand, and hugged him gently.

Qiuzhen said, "I want to be with you."

"why?"

If, if he said...

Bi Xia thought, Qiuzhen can't study literature, but he can study theory.

Qiu Zhen said, "Why? We have such a good relationship, so of course we want to be together."

Bi Xia closed his eyes, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, sometimes he couldn't hold his breath.

He opened it again and saw Qiu Zhen's mother, and he was slightly startled.

Because of the angle, Qiu Zhen couldn't see her, Bi Xia remained calm, and Qiu's mother smiled and left, just as if they were saying goodbye in advance.

Bi Xia gave up.

He can not care about others, but he has no way not to consider their family members.

He thought of Bi Haicheng's words again, don't lose yourself.

It shouldn't be now, and it shouldn't be time to let feelings affect their choices for the future.