Lu Yan's mother leaned her head against the back of the sofa, staring blankly at a corner, her eyes growing increasingly dim. She asked, "Miss Lan, which do you think is better, a junior college degree or a self-taught bachelor's degree?"

? ? ?

So, they asked that question after all. Sigh...

Lan Qingyue pursed her lips, her mind racing to gather all the trivial details she knew. There were advantages to both associate's degrees and self-taught bachelor's degrees. Her thoughts were for reference only, and she absolutely could not make a decision that would lead Lu Yan's mother to believe it was the best option and then use it to persuade Lu Yan.

Lu Yan's path is one she must walk herself, and she absolutely cannot let other factors interfere with her. She doesn't want to indirectly change another person's life trajectory because of her words. She coughed lightly, "I think each has its own advantages. It just depends on what A-Yan chooses."

"Which one has a higher gold content?"

Lan Qingyue: "..."

Let me search my all-powerful "mother's" website. Only after checking my pockets did I belatedly realize that my phone had been "confiscated." I had actually survived for several days without my phone. Unbelievable! It seems the magic of the mission is still quite powerful. Even the cunning Director Cai wasn't entirely without merit!

"Well... Sister, personally, I don't think there's a huge difference. After all, how much you learn and gain from your studies largely depends on yourself. If you choose a major you really love and put all your passion into your studies, mastering the professional knowledge and skills will be very useful when you start working."

After Lan Qingyue finished speaking in a fluster, her mind went completely blank, as if she were talking to a dignified elder.

“Yes, how much you learn and master depends on yourself,” Lu Yan’s mother raised her hand and rubbed her temples, as if she had figured it out. Her voice was much more energetic than before. “Which school Ayan goes to is up to her decision. But parents always have their own selfish motives. They hope that their children can enter a higher institution of learning.”

Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry!

Lan Qingyue stared at the white hairs at Lu Yan's mother's temples, so obvious, and felt a pang of heartache. This woman, over fifty years old, had not been marked by wrinkles by time, but her black hair had been stolen and turned white.

After a struggle with her conscience, Lan Qingyue was still extremely conflicted, her hands clenched tightly. "Big sister, how did Ayan do on the college entrance exam?"

"Alas, fate is cruel. She was just a bit unlucky. She passed the cutoff but wasn't accepted. Ayan used to be an excellent student, always first in her class, and she won so many awards. There's an honor book on her bookshelf filled with all her awards. When she was little, she loved to draw and even represented her school in a county-level painting competition for primary and secondary school students, winning a second prize. It was framed and displayed in the county square for everyone to admire!"

Speaking of her daughter's achievements, Lu Yan's mother's eyes finally regained their sparkle, and her tone was relaxed and cheerful, brimming with pride. "In junior high school, Ayan participated in many competitions and won awards. After graduating from junior high, she chose to attend a vocational school, studying fashion design. She even represented the school in a city-wide design competition. Ayan has always been a very hardworking student, but later, I don't know if the workload became too heavy, she couldn't keep up and her grades slipped a bit. She's still considered above average..."

Lu Yan loves learning, which is evident from the bookshelf in her room. The bookshelf contains many types of books, with a light layer of dust on the covers. Some of them are slightly torn and curled at the edges, indicating that they have been read many times, yet the pages are kept as clean as possible.