return to the third grade

Chapter 306

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with complicated eyes.

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her clothes, not daring to look into his eyes. When she looked at Zhou Yejun before, she could show courage, but she couldn't face Jiang Zizhuo with that kind of momentum, she didn't want to and she didn't want to.

"I don't think that competition is very useful, so I don't want to waste time." This is also true.

"Wouldn't it be very useful to get the quota for independent enrollment?" Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, a little dissatisfied with her behavior of not telling the truth.

"However, those schools are all foreign language universities." Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head to look at Jiang Zizhuo, and looked into his eyes seriously: "You said earlier that you wanted me to choose a school with all computer majors."

"So, did you give up because of me?" Jiang Zizhuo didn't know whether he was more shocked and angry or more happy when he heard the news, but he felt a little uncomfortable about Ling Xiaoxiao's concealment.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, although Jiang Zizhuo was involved in this, but she was not stupid enough to give up her future for the other party: "Not all, I have carefully thought about the way out after learning the language, as a translator, as a simultaneous interpreter, or as a I don't think about teachers or anything. Although I haven't thought about what kind of major I will study in the future, I don't want to major in languages. Therefore, even if I want to give up the quota for independent enrollment, I don't want to. It's a pity."

"But you shouldn't hide it from me. Is it because I, the Pingjun, want to participate in the computer competition, so you gave up the chance of the English competition?" Jiang Zizhuo took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and looked down at her, with his own eyes The apology and warmth that I don't know.

"I don't want to hide it from you, but I just feel that I still don't want to sign up after I've told you, and then I have to explain to all of you why I don't want to participate, which is very troublesome." Seeing that the little boy was not angry, Ling Xiaoxiao There was an element of coquettishness unconsciously in his tone.

"But it's a pity," Jiang Zizhuo began to discuss the matter: "Although universities have expanded their enrollment in the past two years, the number of admissions to good universities in our province has not increased much. It is not easy to get admitted to a good university. "

Ling Xiaoxiao also thought about this, but no matter how hard she worked, it was only in her third year of high school: "According to my current grades, although I can't get into the top universities, I have no problem with many first-class universities, so, If I give up, I just give up. There is no pity. I don’t want to spend too much time on things that are destined to have no results. In the afternoon, Teacher Zhou was very angry, and I don’t know how to explain it to her.”

"Teacher Zhou thinks you gave up because of me, right?" Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a smug smile.

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded depressedly, then glared at him: "Doesn't it feel good to be a beauty?"

Jiang Zizhuo thought about it seriously, then nodded: "Indeed, it was a surprise."

Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't see his embarrassing expression, she shrugged her shoulders: "Has Mr. Huoshui finished his interrogation? I'm going to turn into a popsicle later."

Looking at Ling Xiaoxiao's face that was flushed red from the cold, Jiang Zizhuo realized belatedly that this would not be summer anymore, and it would not be appropriate to go to Xiaoshulin to solve it if there was nothing to do, so he raised his hand to cover Ling Xiaoxiao: "I forgot It's winter, let's go back quickly, it won't be good if you catch a cold again."

Back in class, Brother Zhen watched the two go out with cold faces, and then came back affectionately. According to her EQ of taking the wrong route, she couldn't figure it out at all, so she could only shake her head and continue. Chatting with Yue Pingjun, it was Yue Pingjun who saw the two coming in holding hands, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Zizhuo.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to participate in the computer competition with Pingjun?" Jiang Zizhuo's sudden words made Ling Xiaoxiao, who was drinking water, choke, and he quickly patted her on the back.

Ling Xiaoxiao coughed for a long time, and then she managed to get better. She stared at Jiang Zizhuo with tears in her eyes: "Can you stop talking about these outrageous things while I'm drinking water?"

Jiang Zizhuo was very innocent: "Where is it outrageous? You see, you gave me a lot of opinions on the previous OA system, which is very practical and feasible. We are participating in the competition this time, and we just need an idea. You help us make products Design, I, the Peace Army, are responsible for realizing your design, isn't that great?"

Doing product design, Ling Xiaoxiao squeezed her chin, thinking about the feasibility. This competition should consider the programming ability of the contestants. Ling Xiaoxiao is definitely not good at this point. Only relying on product design to compete, it is estimated that the first round of preliminary competition will be brushed down.

"Do you have any specific instructions for the contest?" Ling Xiaoxiao didn't refuse outright, and was going to take a look at the specific instructions for the competition first.

Jiang Zizhuo found the competition conditions from the desk, Ling Xiaoxiao took it over and read it carefully, only one sentence: can independently complete the development of the specified model, she was excluded.

"The test is your programming ability. Someone like me who can only use a computer to surf the Internet is definitely not good. You should prepare well. Those joint universities are all good universities. If you get independent The number of admissions is up, and we can give up two university places to our poor classmates." Ling Xiaoxiao's tone was very relaxed.

Seeing that she was really not interested, Jiang Zizhuo didn't force her anymore: "Well then, we, the Peace Army, have to prepare more. If you have any good ideas, you can tell us. We haven't figured out what to do yet."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded. She heard Yue Pingjun say that she wanted to make games the other day. She had played a lot of future games in her mind. Confidence, relying on her experience of rolling in so many small games in later generations, how can she help them design an outstanding game? Who told this to be an era when information and the public's vision still need to be improved? Opportunities for countless people.

The bell for evening self-study rang, Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yejun who walked into the classroom, she was still very sorry, she always felt that she had failed the other party's good intentions, but she was really not a child, she knew what she wanted and what was suitable for her, She will no longer waste time in a muddle-headed way, and likewise, she doesn't want to be disturbed by others in the name of caring for her life.

Teachers always feel that as a student, as long as they can be admitted to a prestigious university, their life is half complete, but real life is not like this. Going to university may not be the beginning of life, and getting a diploma is the beginning of entering the society. It is the prelude to life, everything before is just the foundation, and it is only this foundation that determines the future development.

Ling Xiaoxiao thought of the feedback given by HR every time she was rejected in an interview in her previous life, and she would continue to strengthen her determination to enter a favorite school, learn another favorite major, graduate and find a job she likes, this is her kind The life that people with serious petty bourgeois mentality want most.

(End of this chapter)