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Chapter 47 Refused to be an art student

Chapter 47 Refuse to become an art student

She is doing okay in math now. As for this week's test questions, she found them a bit difficult, but she still solved them at the last moment.

When she goes back to study the college entrance examination questions, she will be able to complete them very quickly and it will be no problem at all. There will be no need for his guidance.

As for English, she can find Mu Chenjing, who is a top student who has studied abroad and is definitely better than Wenli.

Besides, Sun Yan kept looking over here, almost staring her out of the hole.

I finally transferred my hatred to Li Ruohan, but I must not change it back.

She couldn't bear it.

Wen Li was a little disappointed after hearing this. He never expected that Yu Xiaoxiao would refuse.

Xiaoxiao turned around and heard Lu Yuan comforting Wenli.

"Brother Wen, don't be sad. I might be playing hard to get, but women just like to be duplicitous?"

Xiaoxiao turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, a SB.

Shi Shi felt proud and proud now.

Showing off to the road far away.

"Don't worry, it won't be you who play hard to get, you are naive."

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and helped Brother Wen fight for a year and a half. For the first time, he lost his confidence and failed to win the argument.

The last class every afternoon was the class teacher’s Chicken Soup for the Soul class as usual. This time I just talked a few words and called Xiaoxiao’s name.

"Xiaoxiao come out with the teacher."

I don't know if it was her misunderstanding, but Teacher Ji looked at her more gently now.

"Teacher Ji." Xiaoxiao smiled and waited for the teacher to speak.

Teacher Ji praised her more and more, and the child became calmer and calmer.

"Classmate Xiaoxiao, our entire school board heard you playing the guqin that day, and they all said that your skills have reached the level of proficiency. Who do you learn from?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head: "It's okay, I didn't become an apprentice. I learned it on my own from watching TV."

Teacher Ji was surprised for a moment: "You don't have a teacher, you learned it by yourself?"

Xiaoxiao nodded. She didn't dare to say the name of a teacher casually. If a classmate who wanted to learn Guqin went to this teacher, wouldn't it be revealed?

I can only say that I learned it by myself. As for whether she would believe it, that is not within her scope of consideration.

She insisted that there was nothing she could do.

Teacher Ji forgives me for not telling the truth.

Teacher Ji also nodded, but seemed to not believe it. Who could learn so well by self-taught? Even if you are talented like Wen Li and Li Ruohan, don't you still need to become a teacher?

"Then are you interested in becoming an art student? You don't need to spare time to study specifically. Your current level is enough to pass professional courses in major universities. With your cultural courses, you can definitely go to key undergraduate courses."

"Teacher Ji, I would like to try again to see if I can pass the normal college entrance examination and enter a key undergraduate program."

"Are you worried about the high tuition fees in art schools? Don't worry about that. The more focused the undergraduate program is, the more talent it will cherish. With your level, they will definitely compete to give you free tuition."

Xiaoxiao finally rejected Teacher Ji.

She feels that with her hard work, she will definitely be able to break through in her senior year of high school, and she will be able to get into her favorite school by relying on cultural classes.

Teacher Ji took her back to the classroom.

"Students, there is one more thing. The National Mathematics Competition is about to begin. The whole school will be selected first. Students who have participated can sign up."

Not only Teacher Ji's eyes were turned to Wenli, but the eyes of the whole class were also turned to him.

Besides the God of Study, who else can be qualified to participate in the national mathematics competition?

Wenli was still in the loneliness of being rejected. Hearing the words of the class teacher, he straightened up.

"Teacher, I'm signing up."

"Okay, this is the registration form, please fill it out." Teacher Ji walked down from the podium, gave him the registration form, and said very lovingly: "This time there are only four places in the school, and then we will participate in the provincial selection competition and select four.

, the last step is the national competition, Wenli, the teachers are very optimistic about you, come on."

Wenli nodded.

"Teacher, I'll give you one too." Xiaoxiao raised her hand and said.

Everyone turned to her with strange eyes.

Check your ears, you heard it right.

Do you know what kind of competition this is? You will eventually have to compete across the country.

There are only four places in the school, and they are basically selected from the second year of high school. Unless there is a math genius in the first year of high school, there will be no time in the third year of high school.

But despite this, it’s still not Yu Xiaoxiao’s turn to participate, okay?

In her math test last week, she seemed to be ranked around tenth in the class, let alone the entire grade.

This is really overestimating one's abilities.

"Is it because sports games have become so popular, and piano playing has become so popular, that math competitions also want to get involved?"

"Haha, I don't know what to think. Maybe I feel like I can do anything now."

"This mathematics is not something that ordinary people can participate in. You need to have an IQ."

"Look, Teacher Ji is stunned."

[A certain classmate was surprised, points +90, a certain classmate laughed, points +99...]

[Teacher Ji is surprised, points +50.]

Teacher Ji said tactfully: "Yu Xiaoxiao's active participation attitude is worth learning from each of us."

"Well, if you really want to sign up, go to my office after school to fill out the form. But when the school submits the list to the province, it will definitely organize a selection. Let's talk about it then."

There are only four places, so only those in the top grades of mathematics will sign up. Others are not sure and will not sign up at all.

There should be no more than six applicants, so there will be a selection process at that time, but the list is basically predetermined.

"Okay." Yu Xiaoxiao was confident.

After school, Yu Xiaoxiao went to Teacher Ji's office to fill out a form, planning to go back and find some real questions from past competitions to study.

Who would have thought that Shi Shi would start a quarrel with others while waiting for her downstairs.

"I said what's wrong? She just doesn't overestimate her abilities. She thinks she's good at long-distance running, playing the piano, and is good at math? Does she really think she's a genius?"

"Even if our Xiaoxiao is not a genius, we can still play better than Li Ruohan. She will only be defeated by our Xiaoxiao."

"Tsk, I can only show off by playing the piano. Why don't you talk about her math scores? How can she compare with our Ruohan? Even ten of her can't compare."

"Hey, we are good at playing the piano, why can't we show it off? You guys are showing off too, aren't you? What kind of goddess, all-around genius type, it's a slap in the face.

Besides, the math competition is not organized by your family, so why can’t we participate? The principal didn’t say anything. When the time comes, who will be eliminated during the selection?”

No matter what the outcome is for her, she wins the quarrel first.

Li Ruohan was wearing a school uniform underneath and a pink woolen coat outside. Her hair was slightly curly, half fixed with clips, and hung loosely on her shoulders.

She smiled good-naturedly, and her whole person exuded the halo of the Virgin.

"Wei Jing, stop talking. Yu Xiaoxiao wants to participate because she is confident. You don't know her well. Don't question her casually. You are comparing us openly. If she ranks better than me, I will

Aren't you being slapped in the face again? Being laughed at?"

Just like now, being insulted by someone playing the piano.

He kept his posture very low and spoke with great grievances, and his voice was choked with sobs.

(End of chapter)


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