Chapter 75: Subject Specialization

Chapter 75: Subject Specialization

He couldn't think about it, nor could he face Fang Yuenian.

All those vague, outrageous fantasies of the past should be destroyed, chopped up, and fed to the dogs.

Nothing else worked. His roommates kept pressing him about his girlfriend that day, and for the first time, he regretted telling the lie so much. The homeroom teacher had indeed heard about it beforehand, but he subtly kept it a secret, not taking Cheng Bing aside for a lecture. Therefore, Cheng Bing lied again.

Behind every lie lies a whole host of lies, including today when he came to the library; he still told half-truths.

Cheng Bing never thought of himself as a liar, nor did he ever imagine that one day he would even lie to Fang Yuenian.

Fortunately, the library had a rich collection, and he found what he was looking for, spending three or four hours there.

Although the descriptions in the book are not as horrific, the general process is the same. It also details some common symptoms and discomforts that such behavior can cause, provides some scientific protection guidance from an objective perspective, and subtly affirms the rationality of the existence of such groups and behaviors.

Cheng Bing found some comfort in this.

Only a little bit.

He resolved to leave these matters to his future self to face.

As for the present, studying hard and growing up quickly is more important than anything else.

Fang Yuenian indeed never mentioned Li Peixiang and Meng Xiaoyang again.

During the May Day holiday, they went home together.

I'm spending less and less time in Shuibiwan. The village is simple and rustic, and my youthful years, spring and autumn, all seem to pass by very quickly.

But time waits for no one, and summer came quickly, bringing the first year of high school to a close.

With the separation of arts and sciences studies imminent, which involves class reshuffling, everyone is talking about it, whether on the street or on campus.

The two experimental classes have fewer than twenty students who chose humanities. After the subject division, in the second year of high school, classes 17 and 18 will still be science experimental classes. In addition, two more humanities experimental classes will be set up based on academic performance and other factors. It is hard to say about the other regular classes. When dividing the classes, we will try to take all aspects into consideration, after all, it is not easy for students to adapt to the environment.

Fang Yuenian and Cheng Bing both chose science, and Meng Xiaoyang didn't hesitate much either. Among them, the only one who was undecided was Li Peixiang.

So during the break between classes that day, Fang, Meng, and Li had a short meeting.

Li Peixiang said with distress that he wanted to choose science, but was afraid that his grades wouldn't be good enough and he wouldn't be able to learn it well. Fang Yuenian actually wanted to say that if his grades weren't good enough, wouldn't it be just as difficult to learn whether he chose humanities or science? Fortunately, she didn't say it.

Meng Xiaoyang said, "You also ranked in the top 200 in the last monthly exam, and you have no weaknesses in the science subjects. On the contrary, you have always done poorly in politics."

Fang Yuenian was surprised; she hadn't expected Meng Xiaoyang to offer such specific suggestions.

"Being in the top 200 is not bad. If I can maintain that level, getting into a 985 university shouldn't be a problem. But my parents want me to choose humanities so I can study management or something similar in the future." Li Peixiang said with a sigh, "I'm already starting to think about taking on the family responsibilities."

“Science majors can also study management-related majors; it’s just a different category,” Fang Yuenian said.

"I don't know either. Anyway, I didn't grow up to be a son with a literary flair, and my parents seemed quite disappointed."

Fang Yuenian patted his shoulder: "They're just saying it. Once you get into a good university, they'll probably be too proud to care."

“Maybe,” Li Peixiang said weakly, then felt a bit indignant. “Why are you all able to make decisions so readily? And Cheng Bing, all three of you are too.”

His question made the situation a little awkward.

First of all, no one in Meng Xiaoyang's family ever makes decisions for him; he makes all the decisions himself. In principle, he will also have 100% autonomy when choosing a major in college.

Furthermore, Cheng Bing has always been a very decisive person since childhood. His family fully respects him and only provides support, without interfering too much.

Furthermore, Fang Yuenian is a relatively independent person, and Wang Jing has practically given him complete freedom. She doesn't care about others, so he can really choose whatever he wants.

Most importantly, all three of them were top students. Following conventional thinking, they chose science, which seemed to guarantee a bright future.

After a long pause, Fang Yuenian said dryly, "We're keeping an eye on you because it's for your own good. We're not forcing you to choose liberal arts. Just don't stray too far from the right path. Your parents will definitely respect your opinion in the end."

Meng Xiaoyang shoveled down a couple of mouthfuls of rice, swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Let him worry about it. He can worry about it until it's time to fill out the form."

Li Peixiang was deeply affected. "You two, have you ever thought that after the subject selection, we might not be in the same class anymore?"

“We’ll most likely stay together, unless more than thirty liberal arts students emerge in our class,” Fang Yuenian said. “And that’s not the point. We’re not in the same class as Brother Cheng, but we’re still together all the time.”

Li Peixiang was speechless. Meng Xiaoyang looked at Fang Yuenian and said, "It's different."

It's unclear what he said touched on Li Peixiang's nerves, but he covered his eyes and said, "Alright, I'll think about it myself." It's different; Fang Yuenian and Cheng Bing are childhood friends, but he and Meng Xiaoyang don't have that kind of relationship.

The first thing that came to mind was the end of the semester. Summer was coming, exams were approaching, and everything had to be settled.

Fortunately, Li Peixiang eventually persuaded his parents, who hoped he would become a great writer, and he chose science as he wished.

The last major exam of the first year of high school is also related to the subsequent class placement, so everyone takes it seriously, but liberal arts students are under more pressure.

As always, Fang Yuenian put his heart and soul into his studies. Although it was impossible for him to jump from around 50th place to the top 10 like he did in junior high, he was already satisfied. He was just worried about Cheng Bing. It wasn't that he was obsessed with Cheng Bing getting first place; the pressure of being first was too great, far exceeding that in junior high. He just felt that the competition in the experimental class had become excessively fierce, making it hard to breathe.

After the exams, the boarding students left the school one after another. When asked where he spent his summer vacation, Meng Xiaoyang replied that he was staying at his uncle's house.

"Aren't you going to your grandma's?" Fang Yuenian asked curiously.

"Yes, Grandma went to my aunt's house in the next city for summer vacation."

Seeing that he seemed a little disappointed, Fang Yuenian said, "Okay, you can always ask Li Peixiang to hang out whenever you're free, play badminton, watch a movie or something."

Meng Xiaoyang smiled and said, "I know. What about you? Do you have any plans for summer vacation?"

"No, I definitely won't go anywhere until the exam results come out. We'll see after they're out. It's too hot, I'll probably just stay at home."

We had to wait for the school to send out the grades and the class placement results, which was actually quite agonizing.

Cheng Bing and Fang Yuenian packed up their things and went home to welcome their first summer vacation in high school.