Between undergraduate and associate degree programs, many people would choose undergraduate, since there are so many undergraduates now, and even after graduating with an undergraduate degree, it is not guaranteed that one can find a job. The only option is to study at a higher level of university. Lan Qingyue secretly made a decision: when she returned to the real world, she would definitely take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Lu Yan was annoyed by her mother's "arbitrary" decision. Her tone was a mix of helplessness and impatience. "That's just how you are. Whenever I talk to you, you just say, 'Go to this, go to that, go away!' That's why I didn't tell you during the exams. You should go to whichever one you think is better. I also hope I can go to whichever one is better. Although this school is a public university and a good one, I'm doing self-study, not the national unified exam. There's a difference. I'll go get my admission notice later and we'll talk about it then."

Lu Yan's mother asked, "So you're sure this school is a public undergraduate university?"

Lu Yan: "Yes, it's a government-run institution."

Private schools here are very expensive, and students often refer to them as "elite schools." Some parents, on the other hand, believe that private schools are not as formal as public schools and prefer their children to attend public schools.

"What score did you get? Is it displayed?"

Lu Yan: "No, they just notified me to pick up the admission notice."

"Did the principal notify you?"

Faced with her mother's repeated questioning, Lu Yan became increasingly irritated and frowned, saying, "Don't ask me about everything, whether it was the principal who notified me. I'm just an ordinary candidate. The principal is such a busy person, he doesn't have time to notify each candidate individually that they've been admitted to the school. Do you think he's idle? These kinds of admissions matters are handled by specialized teachers, understand?"

Lu Yan's mother was silent for a moment, then said gently, "I understand. Go ahead then. Do you have the fare? If not, I'll give it to you."

Lu Yan: "Okay, okay, I'll go out and wait for the car first, I'll come back later." Lu Yan changed into canvas shoes, grabbed a parasol and a mask, and went out.

Watching Lu Yan's departing figure silhouetted against the light, Lu Yan's mother fell silent. The atmosphere noticeably somber, lacking the previous cheerfulness.

Lan Qingyue was a little confused, but too embarrassed to ask too many questions, so she silently picked up the remote control and turned the TV volume down.

Just then, Lu Yan's mother looked over, and Lan Qingyue quickly put the remote control back in its place, smiling apologetically, "Um... I was worried that the sound was too loud and would disturb my older sister's thinking..."

The volume of his voice grew lower and lower as he spoke, until the last word disappeared completely. What was he even saying? It was all a jumbled mess, and there was a strange sense of "trying to cover up the truth." Lan Qingyue felt an urge to cover her face.

Lu Yan's mother looked up and smiled faintly, saying to Lan Qingyue, "It's okay. The noise from the cars was too loud, so I turned the TV volume up so high. Now that there are no cars, you can turn the volume down, and it will be just right."

Lan Qingyue forced a dry laugh, "No, no, whatever you think is suitable, haha~~~"

Lu Yan's mother leaned back on the sofa, her voice soft and filled with sorrow, "Miss Lan, may I ask you a question?"

Asking a question?

"Yes, of course!" Lan Qingyue's expression brightened, and she felt needed. "Big sister, just ask. Don't just ask one, even ten or a hundred, it's fine."

Although I may not know the answer.

One dared to ask, and the other dared to speak.