June is our farewell song

Chapter 81

As a result of the compromise, Qi Yu was allowed to enter the kitchen.

Later, when Chen Ying came, everyone sat around the table watching the light and shadow changes on the TV screen, chatting away while eating the dinner they made by themselves.

But about the girl she saw, there was no further text.

First, Chen Ying chatted about the teachers in the school.To be honest, Chen Ge's teaching ability and work diligence are far behind that of Zhang Wei next door, but he also serves as the head teacher of the competition class.It is said that they are about the same age, but Zhang Wei looks obviously much older.

Such a fool, who is often either elusive or fishing, has leisurely crossed so many "survival of the fittest" hurdles in elementary school, middle school, high school, and university, and now he has entered a place that many people can't get in with money. Nanhua High School - I don't know what Zhang Wei will think.

Although they are friendly on the surface, if you stand between the two of them, you can clearly perceive that they must not be friends.

Gu Yuan suddenly thought of Cao Qiuling, who was the first in the grade last time, and Cheng Xin, who has been No.2 since entering the school.

Cao Qiuling can be said to be a model of hard work. He insisted on sleeping only four hours a day, and went to the study room alone after the classroom lights were turned off in the evening. In order not to disturb the rest of his roommates, he slept on the desk in the lecture hall every day .

He is indeed worthy of admiration, but everyone still prefers the sweet and lovely Cheng Xin, who is said to be funny and easy-going, and will call her for various activities, but no one will ever call Cao Qiuling—because he has been learning .

With such a "not so hardworking" guy beside him, I don't know if Cao Qiuling, who has always been used to going all out, will have a lingering sense of powerlessness in his heart.

There will always be this kind of person in the world, who can easily pick off the top ginseng fruit, but you can only get to the bottom rotten orange with great effort, but the other party doesn't care that much.

Thinking about it this way, it seems pretty disgusting.

Gu Yuan nodded in agreement, then tilted his neck and thought for a while, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was.

"Many teachers look down on liberal arts...it's not fair!"

Qi Yu suddenly raised his arms and called out, startling everyone.

"Many students in Nanhua have decided to study science since they were young. For some reason, many parents also think that smart children should study science. They obviously don't have the slightest understanding of liberal arts, but they stubbornly think that they are talents who can't keep up with science. What you will learn is actually very superficial cognition, and liberal arts is actually not easy to learn, it can only be said that each has its own difficulties..."

Qi Yu blushed and delivered his high opinion, and the others nodded their heads one after another. Everyone is a member of the literature club, so naturally there is no reason to look down on liberal arts.

Gu Yuan stared intently at the can in her hand, it definitely said "Orange Juice".

Jiang Zifeng sat in the corner, leaning on the sofa stool, with the collar of his shirt turned sideways, and glanced at Qi Yu from the side: "Xiao Yu, do you want to study liberal arts?"

Qi Yu was taken aback for a moment, she really hadn't thought about this question.

I always feel that the division of subjects is still far away from me, and I always regard myself as a new high school student who has just entered school, but in fact, this problem is getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Um...I don't know."

Qi Yu answered honestly, she really didn't know anything.

"If you can, don't choose liberal arts."

Jiang Zifeng gently placed the juice can on the edge of the red carpet, with her arms loosely wrapped around her knees.

"Why... eh? Speaking of which, Miss Zifeng is also a science student..." Liu Qingsi looked over, "The president of the literature club is a science student, always feels a little strange?"

"What's so strange about this is that there are so many things to consider when choosing essays or rationale." Jiang Zifeng smiled, "The direction of further education, the career you want to pursue, and your future life will all be affected by this choice to varying degrees. .For a sixteen or seventeen-year-old to make such a far-reaching choice when he doesn’t know anything, most people will make a choice that leaves more possibilities for themselves out of safety considerations.”

"If you can't decide now, you can leave it for later. It's very simple. Although, even if it takes another ten or twenty years, it is very likely that you still can't decide, but if you are hesitant, at least you can leave it to yourself." There is no room for remorse, after all, once you choose wrong, you can only blame yourself."

Gu Yuan silently watched the smoke curling up under the light.

Everyone suddenly didn't want to talk.

"Don't be so heavy. Life is a process of continuous choices. There is no need to stop because of one of them." Jiang Zifeng continued, "Selecting essays is still choosing theories, and ultimately it is determined by one's own interests. Strong twists are not sweet. If you forcibly choose a major that is not suitable for you for the sake of an illusory future, you will only make yourself miserable."

Gu Yuan rested his chin, his eyes swept over the people present one by one.

Chen Ying, probably knows how to study literature.

Qi Yu and Feng Ziqiu will definitely choose science.

Liu Qingsi... a little hard to guess.

What about yourself?

There is no answer.

Because there is no particular preference, there is no definite answer.

If you insist on pursuing it, it seems that you can only get a vague answer.

——It doesn't matter.

Does it really matter?

"What do you all want to do in the future?" Jiang Zifeng asked, "Do you have any ideals other than literature?"

"My dream is to have a lot of money! Then I can do what I want and live the life I want! Be with the person I like forever! Without any hindrance!" Qi Yu said loudly, With his right arm raised high and his face blushing, Gu Yuan felt that something was wrong, could it be that he was really drunk?

If it's not drinking orange juice, then there must be something else...

After searching for a long time, Gu Yuan finally found the culprit at the foot of the table - a box of liqueur chocolates missing more than half.

"I just need to live an ordinary and extraordinary life in peace." Chen Ying said with a smile, "As long as I can be with everyone, I am not afraid of anything."

"I want to dedicate my life to nation building."

After Feng Ziqiu said this, he saw Gu Yuan spit out a mouthful of water, and even sister Zifeng couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Mario grabbed a towel in his hands.

It's an ideal that you can't help sighing just by hearing it, but those who are familiar with it will know that Feng Ziqiu definitely said this sentence with sincere enthusiasm, and this is the most funny thing.

Definitely not a mocking laugh, but a laugh without knowing why.

"Hey, what about you?" Feng Ziqiu looked over, "What ideal do you have?"

"Me? My greatest ideal is to live well."

On this issue, Gu Yuan's position has always been firm.

"Live well, live slowly, that's enough."

Liu Qingsi nodded in agreement, her ideal is to live well.

Gu Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw that there were people agreeing with such unreliable words, but when he looked at Liu Qingsi, he suddenly remembered that the wish talisman that said "Liu Qingsi live a long life" last time couldn't be hung. However, the muscles at the corners of his mouth couldn't help but become a little stiff.

Feudal superstition kills people, what the hell is he thinking about.

Shaking his head vigorously, Gu Yuan dragged himself back to reality, but was almost crushed by the heavy reality.

Alcohol completely took over the top score, Qi Yu lost consciousness, the blushing girl fell into a deep sleep, and fell down towards Feng Ziqiu beside her in a daze, and Feng Ziqiu stood up directly to avoid her, so all the weight was lifted Such a pressure on the defenseless Gu Yuan.

"Take it, yours."

Getting up from the ground, Gu Yuan pushed Qi Yu, who had a strange smile on his face, into Feng Ziqiu's hand.

"Eh? I..."

"Only you know where she lives, then she will leave it to you." Gu Yuan said solemnly, "This matter is up to you."

Both Liu Qingsi and Chen Ying nodded in cooperation.

"You can get drunk even after eating liqueur chocolates... Is there anything more outrageous than this..." Gu Yuan sighed softly, picked up the box of liqueur chocolates with only a small half of them left on the ground and put them away. On the table, "I'm sorry, Xiaoying, it was a party for your birthday, but this guy stole the limelight..."

"It's okay, I'm already very happy, thank you very much."

"Shh-"

Suddenly, Qi Yu made a silent gesture, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pat, turning off the light in the living room.

"I...I have a special gift for Xiaoying..."

Qi Yu broke free from the shackles, and staggered towards the gate. Feng Ziqiu looked at her from the side, neither daring to step forward nor back, for fear of being too far away from her and not having time to support her when she fell.

Qi Yu brought a blue gift box, for some reason, Gu Yuan felt familiar.

Liu Qingsi at the side also felt familiar.

"Wow! For me?"

Qi Yu nodded vigorously, then said arrogantly and handed the box to Chen Ying.

The others didn't know what happened, and they all watched all this with a smile on their eyes.

Only Gu Yuan and Liu Qingsi's expressions suddenly changed.

"I'll take it apart now..."

"do not want!"

Before Liu Qingsi yelled, Gu Yuan had already stopped the gift box, but it was still a step too late, the brocade belt that sealed the lid had been loosened, and the hidden things inside were ready to be revealed...

Facing the cover that was gradually sliding down, Gu Yuan closed his eyes in fear, but the expected iron fist did not appear. When he opened it, there was only a black book lying quietly inside.

"what is this?"

Turning his head to look, Qi Yu had already collapsed on the back of the sofa like a puddle of mud. It was impossible to expect her to come out and answer. Gu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and returned the gift box to Chen Ying.

"Ah, it's the book of answers."

Art festival is coming~
(End of this chapter)