The bell for class rang, and Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little confused. Yue Pingjun had turned around and continued to read books and study. Jiang Zizhuo also picked up the homework that he had come down today and started to brush the test papers one by one. Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head and left the future to do it. She would rather solve the things in front of her first.

When she returned to her dormitory at night, Ling Xiaoxiao secretly took out the notice. The universities jointly signed on it were all top schools in domestic and foreign languages, not only in Beijing, but also in other big cities. Ling Xiaoxiao knew that Jiang Zizhuo's grandfather's home was in Beijing, and his family should not want him to get into other places. She reached out to rub the names of the universities above, and thought for a long time. She folded the notice neatly and stuffed it into a book that she didn't read frequently.

Until the deadline of the English competition, Zhou Yejun did not wait for Ling Xiaoxiao's news. The students who had ideas in other classes had already signed up for their names in the morning. She had always been very confident in Ling Xiaoxiao and felt that this little girl was very talented in languages. It would be a pity not to continue her studies in the future. However, when the afternoon was about to finish school, she still did not see Ling Xiaoxiao. Zhou Yejun couldn't help but get up and walked towards Class 9.

"Ling Xiaoxiao, come out." Zhou Yejun pushed open the door of Class 9 with great momentum and waved to Ling Xiaoxiao.

When Ling Xiaoxiao saw Zhou Yejun's tone and expression, she knew what she was doing to her. She glanced at Jiang Zizhuo who was still doing the exam without a trace, got up and walked out, and carefully closed the classroom door. ◎        ?№            ?

In the corridor, Zhou Yejun was too lazy to ask Ling Xiaoxiao to go to the classroom with her, so he asked directly: "Xiaoxiao, today is the last day of registration, why haven't you come to me to register yet?"

Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and looked at Zhou Yejun with apologized saying: "Teacher Zhou, I want to get into a comprehensive university. The universities in that notice are all specialized schools, and I don't really want to go there."

Zhou Yejun raised his eyebrows and glanced at the classroom door that was closed by Ling Xiaoxiao. His tone was unconsciously raised: "For him?"

The eyes of Zhou Yejun, who did not hide, nodded stiffly.

Zhou Yejun's anger suddenly surged: "You girl, what do you think you are good? Can you have the same grades as him? He can get the same grades in domestic universities? He can get the exams in any university he wants to go to. Can you get the exams in B and Q universities? Besides, your science scores are not good, and if you don't learn from your most talented ones, what can you learn from those messy schools? And, how do you know that you will definitely have results when you are together?                                                                                                                                                                                                  

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and silently endured Zhou Yejun's anger. She knew that Zhou Yejun was for her good, but in fact, there was another reason she didn't want to participate in the English competition, which was that she was not so enthusiastic about foreign languages. She had always regarded language as a tool for communication and never thought about developing it into her future career. She had seriously thought about what would happen if she went to a foreign language university, worked as an interpreter or worked in a related major after graduation? She thought about it for a long time, but then she did not find the feeling of joy and expectation.

"Teacher Zhou, this has nothing to do with him. It's because I don't want to develop language into a job I will do in the future. Although I haven't figured out what kind of major I want to study in the future, I have seriously thought about whether the translation work is suitable for me. The answer is no." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yejun with apologized on her face.

Zhou Yejun pointed at her: "How old are you? Are you willing or not? Is it suitable for you? Do you think life is as beautiful as you performed on TV? Do you think it's so easy to take the college entrance examination to take the college entrance examination and take the ideal university? Do you think the majors you want to study are really so good and so glorious? How old are you? Do you have the correct ability to distinguish?"

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, but just raised her head stubbornly and refused to compromise. Zhou Yejun shook her head when she saw her like this. He then stretched out his hand and pointed at her and said, "Whatever you want, I'm really worried about eating carrots. You don't care what I'm anxious about. When you enter society and start to encounter walls in the future, you will know what is wrong and every step is wrong."

After Zhou Yejun said that, he ignored Ling Xiaoxiao and turned around in disappointment and walked towards his office. Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the corridor and stood straight as Zhou Yejun disappeared from sight.

Back to the class, facing Jiang Zizhuo's inquiring gaze, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled unnaturally, then picked up her pen and continued to solve the math problem that was interrupted by Zhou Yejun.

When it was dinner time, Brother Zhen pulled Ling Xiaoxiao to the cafeteria. Brother Zhen's stomach was like a black hole. He was always unable to eat enough and was hungry quickly. She was already hungry again and wanted to rush to the cafeteria to get food.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we had just finished the meal and sat down. Yao Manni and Nie Wan came over with the plate. As soon as Nie Wan came over, she pulled Ling Xiaoxiao and asked with concern: "Xiaoxiao, what's going on in the afternoon? Why are your English teachers so angry? We all heard it in the class."

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at Jiang Zizhuo at Yu Guang. Seeing him looking over, she thought to herself that something was wrong. She took Nie Wan's hand and said quickly: "It's okay, it's just that she told me something. I didn't agree. She was in a bad mood."

"Things?" Nie Wan didn't notice the wink that Ling Xiaoxiao gave her. She frowned and thought for a long time before she said again: "Is it that English competition? It is said that it is just a small-scale selection. If you can get the quota for independent enrollment of the Foreign Language University through the rematch, why don't you agree?"

After Nie Wan said this, several people on the table changed their faces at the same time. Yue Pingjun glanced at Jiang Zizhuo whose air pressure suddenly became lowered, and then looked at Brother Zhen who frowned and didn't understand much. He knew that Ling Xiaoxiao hadn't told him. He sighed quietly, not knowing what he was sighing.

After a supper was finished in a strange atmosphere, Nie Wan didn't know that she had caused trouble for Ling Xiaoxiao, but she kept looking at Ling Xiaoxiao with a strange look, as if she couldn't understand why Ling Xiaoxiao refused such a great opportunity. However, Yao Manni understood Ling Xiaoxiao's way of doing it, but she wisely did not speak out and ate her own supper obediently.

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao put down the bowls and chopsticks, her wrist was held up by Jiang Zizhuo. Then, she didn't even have time to greet the other people, so she was dragged out of the cafeteria by Jiang Zizhuo.
Chapter completed!