Chapter 13Chapter 13 Subject Selection
When Lin Qingxu was in his second year of high school, a scandal broke out at the No. 3 Middle School in the same city.
An obscene video was circulated on major platforms.
In fact, there are many such videos on the Internet, but what is shocking is that the two protagonists are just students, and the location is actually in a classroom in No. 3 Middle School.
As soon as the video was released, it was forwarded and hotly discussed many times.
Even though the school immediately removed the trending search and deleted the original video after discovering it, and the students who took the video and the man and woman who committed the crime were expelled, the school's reputation still plummeted.
Since then, other major high schools in Yicheng were also in a state of panic during that period. Whenever there was any slight movement between male and female students, they would all be called in for a talk by the teachers.
*
Ruan Yanyan was biting the tip of her pen while listening to Lin Qingxu explain the last big question on the physics test to her.
Lin Qingxu used a pencil to draw a force analysis of the entire diagram for her, then explained the process. Finally, he concluded: "So, substitute the kinetic energy theorem here and calculate..."
The monitor walked into the classroom holding a pile of homework books. He glanced at the whole class, his eyes locked on Ruan Yanyan and the others, and shouted, "Lin Qingxu, the class monitor is looking for you."
He reminded: "You look pretty bad."
It is not a bad thing for the head teacher to look for Lin Qingxu. After all, Lin Qingxu is both good in character and in study. Basically, every time Wang Hong looks for her, it is either to ask her to participate in a competition or to get a certificate.
After hearing the last sentence, Ruan Yanyan came back to life and exclaimed "Ah?"
She was already confused by the electric field and potential difference combination questions, and now, hearing the words of class monitor Zhou Yu, her mind wandered to another world. People always like to escape, and deep down, she didn't want to face this kind of inhumane physics problem at all.
Lin Qingxu also cast a puzzled look.
Zhou Yu walked over to them and found the homework for the fourth group.
A dozen exercise books were placed on Lin Qingxu's desk, and he was gossiping, but his voice was much lower than before: "Lu Jiaqi from the next class and a boy from Class 5 were caught dating by their homeroom teacher. I just saw them being criticized by Nun Miejue."
Ruan Yanyan said "Ah?" again.
The news is really more explosive than the last.
She hadn't thought of it wrongly at first.
She thought of the rumors about No. 3 Middle School. She happened to have seen that video before. She had just begun to figure out her thinking on the physics problem when she was completely distracted by the gossip.
"Is it possible?!" Ruan Yanyan widened her eyes.
Zhou Yu shrugged. Without any substantial evidence, any speculation was just a rumor. "Who knows?"
Lin Qingxu didn't quite understand their riddle. She took out her and Kan Zhao's homework from the fourteen books and passed them to the students behind her.
*
Almost every class teacher has a loud voice, of course, this is because they are angered by their students.
I could hear the loud scolding from a distance.
The door of the teacher's office in the west building was open, and the sound of a girl sobbing could be faintly heard from inside.
Lin Qingxu knocked on the door and shouted "report" as required.
"Come in." Wang Hong, the homeroom teacher, was busy grading math papers. When he reached the final question, he circled the middle value in red on the answer sheet. He frowned and deducted a few points. One wrong step leads to another, and the rest of the answer is bound to be wrong.
This simple calculation is wrong. Wang Hong turned over the test paper and looked at the name on the front.
——Xu Feiyang.
A few days ago, I saw him getting close to a girl from Class 8. I'll call him to my office and give him a good scolding later.
"Teacher, you are looking for me."
Wang Hong looked at Lin Qingxu tiredly, then unscrewed the bottle cap sadly and drank a sip of the brewed wolfberry tea.
Recently, due to the incident at No. 3 Middle School, the school has been asking teachers to strictly enforce student behavior regulations, especially homeroom teachers, who take turns going to the woods at night to catch people. They're already exhausted, and with the second-year course selection coming up, it's incredibly busy. That wouldn't be the worst, but now even the usually well-behaved Lin Qingxu is causing them a lot of worry.
Lin Qing stood quietly for a moment, silently listening to the sobbing of a girl not far away. The sound seemed to have subsided. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two people next to her looking dejected. She followed their example, lowering her head as if reflecting on herself.
Wang Hong sighed and reached out to the drawer to pull out the subject selection form that he had chosen alone. "Can you tell me why you want to take the art exam route?"
At first, he was skeptical when he saw the name column on the form. After checking it several times to make sure it was correct, he still didn't want to face the reality. It was like a bolt from the blue.
Going to college through art is a shortcut. The cultural admission score is much lower than that for ordinary college entrance examination candidates. Generally, schools with lower rankings will recommend students to take this path.
Although the art industry has been quite saturated in recent years, getting into university is still a must, right? For this reason, some schools offer classes specifically for students with low academic scores who want to get into good schools.
However, Nanhua High School has always been considered one of the top schools in the city, and even the province. Students who take the regular college entrance exam do just as well as art students, and even the students who choose the art exam are rare in the entire school.
Not to mention that Lin Qingxu's grades have always been among the best in the grade, especially in mathematics, physics and chemistry. If he works hard, he may even be directly admitted to Peking University, and then enter a confidential agency to contribute to society.
The future is bright.
Wang Hong really couldn't understand what students were thinking these days.
The teacher from the next class paused for a moment before resuming her scolding. The boys and girls took turns scolding them, calling them love-sick, saying they couldn't tell right from wrong, and that they weren't taking their future prospects seriously in their current relationships.
I never thought students these days would be so bold. Instead of taking a good rest during lunch break, they were hiding on the rooftop kissing. Just thinking about such a dangerous place, if they couldn't control themselves and accidentally fell down, it would be a big deal.
Wang Hong's movements froze. He was a math teacher, so his ability to associate and extend ideas was naturally not too bad.
He couldn't understand why Lin Qingxu, who was good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, wanted to study art.
Not because of some damn love, right?!
Who is Lin Qingxu usually close to?
Kan Zhao? This brat is planning to go abroad.
Qiao Yang? Forget it.
Who else? But Lin Qingxu wasn't close to any of the boys who were studying art.
Could it be from another school?
Online dating?
It feels unlikely, but not completely impossible.
His thoughts were too divergent, so Wang Hong took another sip of wolfberry tea and calmed down a little.
"Because I like painting." Lin Qingxu said.
A very reasonable answer.
Wang Hong welcomes the fact that students who rank in the middle or even lower tiers in school choose to take the art exam route, as the school will also have more graduates from prestigious universities.
But for Lin Qingxu, it was really a pity that he wasted such a talented person.
"Like something, but it can't make you a living." Wang Hong said earnestly, "Your academic performance is excellent, so going for your specialty isn't the best option. If you work harder, getting into Peking University won't be a problem."
"Besides, you haven't had any special training before, and it will be very tiring to learn it again, especially since you are about to enter your third year of high school. Time waits for no one. If you don't have the talent for art and waste a lot of time not studying, you will be at a disadvantage in the college entrance examination." Wang Hong advised.
"I studied for a few years before. My mother enrolled me in many training courses, so I have some basic skills."
Wang Hong couldn't help but persuade her a few more times, analyzing the pros and cons of future employment for her, and how it would be a pity for Lin Qingxu to have an excess score based on her current grades if she took this route.
Mainly considering Lin Qingxu's current situation, he could pursue a science major. Not to mention the distant future, he could definitely enter a classified manufacturing facility. That's the dream of many people.
If he had a higher IQ, why would he be a teacher catching premature love? He would have been chasing his dream long ago.
Lin Qingxu understood the good intentions in Wang Hong's words, but she was not very touched. She stood quietly aside.
Wang Hong noticed that Lin Qingxu was particularly stubborn. Realizing that he was talking to a deaf person, he felt a lump in his throat. "So which school are you planning to apply to?"
"Jingmei."
Top 1 art academy.
Okay.
He still didn't give up, "Does your mother know?"
"I haven't told her yet."
Wang Hong saw a glimmer of hope and nodded. "There's a math competition coming up soon, and getting a provincial first-class strong foundation will be helpful. The school has a few spots, and I was planning to reserve one for you. But I guess you're not interested right now, but I still want to ask for your opinion."
"Don't rush to give me an answer. This competition is very exciting, so only the most capable will go. But pre-competition training is tiring, and if you choose art, you probably won't have much time to rest. Go back and think about it, and tell me your thoughts before next week."
*
After returning home from evening study, Lin Qingxu found that the lights in the house were on.
Unlike the usual suffocating silence, the sound of a juicer came from the kitchen.
Gao Luo came out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly arranged fruits. "Are you back? Come and try my new creation."
Lin Qingxu put down his schoolbag.
Yogurt is placed in a crystal bowl, with a thin layer of crushed ice spread on top. Seasonal fruits are arranged on the plate, garnished with popcorn and sago, and then some strawberry jam is poured on it.
A crystal bowl was placed in her hand. "Give it to Kan Zhao first."
Gao Luo thought of something else and said, "Forget it, I'll go later."
She pulled out a chair from the table and said, "Qingxu, please sit down and eat first. I have something to tell you."
Lin Qingxu said "hmm".
"I heard from your teacher Wang that you chose art as your subject. Can you tell me why?"
When Wang Hong called her at first, Gao Luo was a little surprised. She had saved Wang Hong's number in her mobile phone, but had never dialed it.
Lin Qingxu has always been a good student since she was young. Apart from being praised at parent-teacher meetings, she has very little communication with her teachers.
Wang Hong talked about subject selection, art, and university, and Gao Luo didn't care much at first.
Her daughter is grown up now and knows what is right and wrong. Gao Luo doesn't want to interfere with her. Everyone has their own choices and pursuits. Anyway, she has already given her daughter enough confidence to tolerate her mistakes.
But then Wang Hong hesitated and talked about a possible online dating partner, which was why she was on high alert.
It's not that she doesn't support Lin Qingxu's relationship, Gao Yao is quite open-minded about it. But if a boy affects her choice and even her future, that's what Gao Yao is worried about.
Lin Qingxu scooped up some fruit and scooped up the strawberries. "Learning art will be easy. I like painting too."
"easy?"
"Hmm." Lin Qingxu had actually thought about her life plan. Perhaps she wasn't old enough yet, her vision still short-sighted. But she figured she wouldn't regret her current decision. After all, everyone has to pay the price for their impulsive choices. Besides, learning never ends; who says the knowledge gained from mistakes isn't a form of learning?
"Studying is for getting into a good university, and getting into a good university is for getting a good job. In practical terms, a good job is for two reasons: realizing one's own value, contributing to humanity through scientific research, or making money to support one's life."
"I don't have any lofty ideals, nor do I have any job I want to do. An ordinary person might need financial support."
Lin Qingxu bit his spoon and looked at Gao Luo, "But Mom has saved me a trust fund that will last for several lifetimes, so I don't need to worry about making a living."
"People always think I'm smart and have a high IQ, so I get good grades and win a lot of competition awards. But the truth is, it's because I also put a lot of time and energy into studying."
"Learning should be a joyful experience. But perhaps as the saying goes, everything goes to extremes, and I've gradually become depressed and exhausted."
"Maybe I should choose a path I enjoy through this process."
"Will my mother support me?"
Gao Yao put aside her anxiety and stroked her head, just like she had done since she was little.
"certainly."
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