"Du Chen, why are you late every day? What do you do every morning?"
Du Chen's deskmate asked Du Chen curiously.
"Who said I'm late every day? I'm only late two or three days a week, so why am I late every day?"
Du Chen pretended to be holding an English book and looking at words, while whispering to his deskmate.
"Hey, you've already been late two or three days a week. What else do you want? I'm not late as many times in a semester as you are in a week!"
"Du Chen! You're affecting other students again!"
Before Du Chen could say anything, the head teacher shouted at him from the podium.
Du Chen and his deskmate immediately quieted down. Du Chen's deskmate looked at Du Chen apologetically, and the two of them began to read quietly.
After morning self-study, most of the students took out their breakfast and prepared to eat. Du Chen also took out a bag of milk to replenish his nutrition.
"Du Chen, you're so old, and you still drink milk every day! Look at you, you drink so much milk, but you're still the shortest in our class!"
Du Chen's deskmate said this to him with disdain. This deskmate was Nie Wenhong, Du Chen's new deskmate after he entered the third year of junior high school. His academic performance was average, and he was a quiet talker. Du Chen was quite satisfied with this new deskmate.
"Go away, what do you know? I'm in the growth phase now, and I'm still thinking about growing a few more centimeters!"
Du Chen explained to Nie Wenhong while drinking milk that after unremitting exercise and sufficient nutrition intake, Du Chen is no longer the shortest in the class. However, Du Chen is still young, and he still wants to grow taller than in his previous life.
"Height is all genetics! If the parents are tall, the child can't be short!"
Nie Wenhong said to Du Chen with great confidence that in his opinion, Du Chen was completely doing useless work by drinking milk.
"Okay, you're right."
Du Chen casually replied, not wanting to waste time. He was thinking about whether he could do something else recently. The roller skating rink had brought him over 200,000 yuan in revenue in less than two years, but it was useless to leave such a large sum of money lying around. Du Chen was thinking about whether he could do something else.
Moreover, the millennium is coming soon. After the millennium, the whole society has entered a period of rapid development. Whether or not one can keep up with this train is related to Du Chen's ambition to lie low, so Du Chen has been considering whether he can do something recently.
"Brother, Sister Miaomiao, have you ever thought about what you are going to do in the future?"
On the way home from school at noon, Du Chen was bored, so he asked Du Bin and Ding Miaomiao. After all, they were going to take the college entrance examination in less than a year, and he wanted to ask them if they had any favorite majors.
"I want to study journalism and become a reporter!"
Ding Miaomiao spoke to Du Chen first.
"Sister Miaomiao, why do you want to study journalism?"
Upon hearing Ding Miaomiao's goal, Du Chen wondered how to dissuade her from pursuing it. After all, Teacher Zhang, the one enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, had said that journalism was a serious profession. Furthermore, Du Chen's own experience had taught him that journalism wasn't ideal for the internet age.
"I think it's meaningful to travel around and see different places and customs, and to be able to help others!"
Ding Miaomiao said to Du Chen with great anticipation.
"Sister Miaomiao, I don't think studying journalism is suitable for you!"
Du Chen thought about it and decided to attack Ding Miaomiao first.
"Why?"
Ding Miaomiao was naturally curious about why Du Chen felt that journalism was not suitable for her.
"Sister, look, being a journalist means you have to sleep outdoors a lot, and there are certain risks involved. Besides, journalists have to travel a lot, right? It's not normal to not be able to go home for ten days or half a month. I don't think that's good."
"I didn't think that much."
After hearing what Du Chen said, Ding Miaomiao began to hesitate.
"Chenchen, is being a reporter still dangerous?"
Du Bin asked Du Chen from the side.
"Brother, aren't journalists allowed to conduct both covert and secret investigations? For example, if you encounter some evil forces, or some other incident that requires you to conduct an undercover investigation, do you think it's dangerous?"
Du Chen gave examples to Du Bin and Ding Miaomiao.
"Miao Miao, after hearing what Du Chen said, it does seem a bit dangerous. I think you should reconsider."
Du Bin also advised Ding Miaomiao to think about it again.
"Well, let me think about it!"
Ding Miaomiao also nodded and decided that she should think about it again.
"Sister Miaomiao, I think studying law is a good choice for you. You also like those clauses and regulations. You can become a lawyer in the future, or take the civil service exam and join the court system."
Du Chen suggested to Ding Miaomiao.
"Let me think about it. There's still almost a year left. There's no rush!"
Ding Miaomiao said to Du Chen.
"Brother, what about you? Do you have any ideas?"
Du Chen asked Du Bin again.
"I don't know either. I don't know what I want to do. Chenchen, do you have any opinions?"
Du Bin said a little confused.
"Brother, what do you like? What are your hobbies?"
To be honest, Du Chen was a little confused about what major Du Bin studied.
"Me? I like to play! I like anything that involves playing!"
Du Bin's words made Du Chen and Ding Miaomiao roll their eyes at the same time. Nonsense, who doesn't like to play?
"Chenchen, what do you want to do in the future?"
Ding Miaomiao asked about Du Chen's wish.
"Me? I just want to be a teacher!"
Du Chen said cheerfully.
"Teacher? Why?"
Du Bin and Ding Miaomiao asked Du Chen at the same time.
"Being a teacher is so great! I just want to be an elementary school teacher. There's not so much pressure, I work from 9 to 5 and don't have to work overtime. And most importantly, I have two holidays a year! How comfortable!"
Du Chen answered as a matter of course.
"Hey, Chenchen, what do you think about me becoming a teacher?"
When Du Bin heard Du Chen's words, his eyes lit up. The profession of teacher is good, and he also wants to have two holidays a year.
"You're the teacher? You have more fun than the students every day. I'm afraid you'll mislead the students!"
Du Chen habitually retorted to Du Bin, and Ding Miaomiao laughed as she listened.
"How could I have misled the young people? Chenchen, please don't wrongly accuse me!"
Du Bin said to Du Chen unconvinced.
"Tsk, what do you think?"
"Hmph, we'll see what happens then!"
Du Bin still refused to accept it.
"Brother, you don't really want to be a teacher, do you?"
Looking at Du Bin who looked unconvinced, Du Chen asked Du Bin tentatively.
"Why not? Being a teacher is great! Isn't Auntie Xiaojia still a teacher?"
"Okay, whatever you want. Think about it yourself. I'm getting pissed off by a bunch of kids every day. The noise is so annoying that it gives me a headache! And then there's the skipping of classes and not doing homework. Oh, it's a lot to deal with anyway!"
"Chenchen, stop talking! You're the one who makes the teacher good and you're the one who makes the teacher bad! You really are always right!"
Du Bin listened to Du Chen's mumbling and immediately stopped him.
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