"Holy shit, uncle."
"Why did you write liberal arts? We all assume that you majored in science."
In the experimental class.
Jiang Tianhao held the liberal arts and sciences selection form in his hand and was extremely shocked.
Haozi thought that with his brother-in-law's talent in science, he should choose science no matter what. Although his brother-in-law was equally good in liberal arts, it was almost impossible to get full marks in politics and history in addition to geography.
In all the exams Lu Ze took after entering his freshman year of high school, almost all the points were deducted for these two subjects.
Sometimes, the history teacher cannot even explain the reason when asking multiple-choice questions in class.
There is no science in this thing.
Right is right and wrong is wrong.
And the most important thing is that during the liberal arts exam, my hands became very sour almost to the end of writing, and the paper had to be filled with dense writing.
Many people in Jiang Tianhao's class didn't understand why Lu Ze made such a choice.
It is estimated that only Qian Sanyi can understand the significance of Lu Ze's choice of liberal arts.
Lin Miaomiao quickly snatched the liberal arts and sciences selection form from Haozi's hand, and saw clearly that the column Lu Ze filled in was an essay. At this moment, the girl's eyes were full of disbelief, and Deng Xiaoqi beside her couldn't help but poke her.
"Miaomiao."
"Your boyfriend wouldn't have chosen liberal arts for you..."
Lin Miaomiao also had this thought in her mind.
But deny it in a flash.
She knew what kind of character Lu Ze was.
This guy is a man of his own opinions.
Although the two have developed a very deep relationship this year, and Lu Ze would sit at their house when he had nothing to do on weekends, chatting and drinking tea with Comrade Lao Lin, but you have to say that Lu Ze chose liberal arts for himself, and Lin Miaomiao One hundred people don't believe it.
Even so, she was still a little uncontrollably happy in her heart.
Lin Miaomiao never asked Lu Ze about choosing articles and theories.
Like Jiang Tianhao, he assumed that Lu Ze would choose science.
What this guy seems to be best at is playing cards that don't follow common sense.
Looking back on this year, Lu Ze read almost every day, and later on he would take a pencil and write dense annotations and notes on the books. Lin Miaomiao felt that Lu Ze's choice of liberal arts was not that surprising.
"Lu Ze."
"Are you willing to give up on science just like that?"
Arriving next to Lu Ze, Lin Miaomiao slowly asked.
Lu Ze smiled, with an indescribable confidence in his tone: "There is no need to be unwilling. If I tell you that after the classes are divided, I go to the examination room for science students during the exam, Qian Sanyi still can't fuck me, you Believe it or not?"
Lin Miaomiao nodded naturally and replied directly: "I believe it."
The sad champion man.
Inexplicably, it became the backdrop again.
After Lin Miaomiao returned to her seat, she happily lay on the table and started writing and drawing.
In her free time outside of studying, Miao Miaomiao's favorite thing to do is draw comics. She seems to be particularly talented in drawing. What no one knows is that Lin Miaomiao, who has her own little ideas, is good at some drawings. What does it really mean.
She didn't even say anything to her best friend Deng Xiaoqi.
"Liberal Arts Class."
"Hee hee hee."
"I, Lin Miaomiao, are coming~!"
...
"Lu Ze!"
"You disappoint me so much!"
"How can you choose liberal arts? How can you choose literature? You are my beloved disciple!"
In the mathematics office, Zhao Rongbao looked particularly excited.
When I found out that my beloved disciple finally decided to choose liberal arts, his blood pressure immediately rose. I assumed that my beloved disciple would come to my science class with the number one scholar. By then, I, Zhao Rongbao, would dominate the entire grade. .
I have had sweet dreams for a long time.
Now you're telling me that my beloved disciple actually defected in the face of battle?
Lu Ze helplessly patted Old Zhao on the back. Over the past year, Old Zhao still had nothing to say to him. Basically, everything came to Lu Ze along the way, and the small stove was turned on very loudly.
But since Lu Ze chose liberal arts, it was naturally not a decision he made casually.
He really felt that he could learn more in liberal arts.
"Teacher Zhao."
"I will always be your disciple no matter where I go. Liberal arts and science are not important."
Lu Ze comforted Zhao Rongbao in front of him.
The latter looked hopeless and sighed: "I won't object to your choice of liberal arts. I just don't want you to waste your talent. Can you tell me whether liberal arts is the same as science? You have such an excellent scientific thinking. Every time I take the comprehensive science and mathematics exams, I almost get full marks. Can you tell me whether I can get full marks in this comprehensive exam of liberal arts?"
"Why not?"
This sentence was said by Tang Yuanming.
After Teacher Tang learned about Lu Ze's selection, he happily ate two large bowls of rice at noon.
The principal used Lu Ze and Qian Sanyi as bait when he deceived him into becoming the class teacher in the second year of high school. Naturally, Tang Yuanming wanted to be admitted to his liberal arts class, but unfortunately, most students still preferred science.
Lu Ze's ability to choose the article was a complete accident within an accident!
Tang Yuanming, who came to the office, said earnestly: "Teacher Zhao, we can also get full marks in the liberal arts exam. I know Lu Ze's talent. Don't worry, I will never let him waste his talent under me. Why don't I give you a guarantee?"
Zhao Rongbao shook his head and sighed: "That's all."
He knew that Lu Ze had a temper that even nine oxen could not control.
Zhao Rongbao just felt that it was a pity that he could not continue to teach Lu Ze.
But after all, there is still money in Sany, right?
"Lu Ze."
"Study hard with Teacher Tang Yuanming from now on."
"Well, our school's liberal arts classes and science classes can also be transferred."
...
After returning home at the weekend, Wang Shengnan and Lin Dawei learned about Lu Ze's selection. They were both shocked and opened their mouths wide.
Wang Shengnan murmured: "I told your father yesterday that this year, thanks to Lu Ze, Miaomiao you were able to barely reach the middle of the class from the bottom of the class. What if you had two more years?"
"Why did this beautiful dream suddenly come true?"
"Old Lin, come here and let me pinch your arm."
Ouch, scream in pain.
Lin Dawei quickly pulled back his arm.
"Daughter-in-law, why don't you pinch your arm?"
"Nonsense, doesn't it hurt if I pinch myself?"
After Wang Shengnan calmed down, he raised his head and looked at his daughter: "Miaomiao, didn't you say before that this great guy wanted to major in science? Didn't Lu Ze always get full marks in comprehensive science? Why did he suddenly decide to choose liberal arts?"
"This Lu Ze...can't do that, right?"
Wang Shengnan looked at her husband next to him.
Lin Dawei understood what his wife meant.
He turned to look at the slim girl who had already left.
Miaomiao's height has grown by ten centimeters this year, her dog-gnawed bangs have disappeared, and her ponytail at the back has become somewhat smaller.
The most important thing is my temper, which has become less noisy.
"Probably...not right?"
