In terms of learning, Qian Sanyi is a master, and they will certainly not refuse anything that is beneficial to them.
Qian Sanyi successfully joined their study group, and of course he joined in a proud manner.
Qian Wen knew why Qian Sanyi wanted to join their study group and what his thoughts were. Unfortunately, he had missed the best opportunity.
Now that Qian Wen has made a decision in his heart, Qian Sanyi who hesitates and hesitates will only be in vain.
With Qian Sanyi joining, the atmosphere of their study group has become even better.
He and Qian Sanyi re-planned the study plan to make it more reasonable and efficient to improve everyone's performance.
Time passed day by day, Lin Miaomiao struggled hard in the reward and punishment system of the study plan, and her math, physics, chemistry, and biology scores were finally on the passing line.
As for improving their grades, don't embarrass their study group. Some subjects actually value talent. Doing twice the result with half the effort and doing twice the result with half the effort. Lin Miaomiao is doing twice the result with half the effort. Lin Miaomiao's five forms are lacking in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and that's it.
.
Lin Miaomiao's grades stabilized, Wang Shengnan's mood stabilized, and Lin Dawei's toothbrushing stopped.
The time has come to the last month of the first half semester of high school.
The application form for liberal arts and science classes is here.
The second semester of high school will be divided into liberal arts and science classes, and the school is soliciting opinions from parents and students.
In Lin Miaomiao's family, Wang Shengnan certainly hopes that his daughter will go to a science class. He thinks that science, engineering, agriculture and medicine are better than liberal arts.
But in the end, Wang Shengnan compromised because his daughter might not be admitted to college if she took the science class. Under the persuasion of her husband Lin Dawei, he was upset, so Lin Dawei replaced his toothbrush with a new one that night.
Lin Dawei said, "Hi! Didn't you just replace it for me two days ago? What a waste of money."
On Qian Wen's side, he called his aunt Qian Yingyu. He was studying literature or science. He wanted to ask for her opinion. After the phone call, his aunt Qian Yingyu said, "We should choose whichever subject we like to study."
No matter what subject, my aunt supports it."
It is true that the purpose of choosing a subject that suits you is to get into a good university, and to get into a good university is to get a better job or do what you like.
Looking at the bank card in his wallet, Qian Wen seemed to have completed this step.
In class.
On the application form, Lin Miaomiao chose liberal arts, Deng Xiaoqi chose liberal arts, and Jiang Tianhao chose science.
Qian Sanyi made some corrections, he still hasn’t chosen liberal arts or science.
One side is a dream, the other side is...
Qian Sanyi turned to look at Lin Miaomiao who was laughing out loud as she was talking to Deng Xiaoqi.
Sighed.
A few classes passed.
Lin Miaomiao couldn't help it anymore, she glanced at her best friend Deng Xiaoqi, and patted the table where he and Qian Sanyi were sitting.
Qian Wen and Qian Sanyi looked at Lin Miaomiao, wondering what she was going to do.
"It seems that there are only a few people left unselected on the application form, and there are two of them.
May I ask, do you study literature or theory?" Lin Miaomiao asked.
"Why, do you still want to study with my classmates? Do you still want to hug my thigh?
Just beg me, be sincere, and I might consider studying literature." Qian San's eyes were filled with amusement, teasing Lin Miaomiao.
Lin Miaomiao was angry at Qian Sanyi's tone of voice. Even though they were already friends, she still wanted to beat him up.
She glanced at her best friend Deng Xiaoqi, who shook her arm and wanted Qian Sanyi to study literature with her, so that she could see Qian Sanyi every day again.
Lin Miaomiao rolled her eyes at her best friend's betrayal, looked at Qian Sanyi, and said firmly, "You are overthinking, I never want to meet you in the same classroom!"
"Then you still ask me what's wrong with you." Qian Sanyi said in a accustomed tone.
Lin Miaomiao considered the size difference between the two and planned to forgive the other person this time. She glared at the other person fiercely and looked at Qian Wen, "What about you, you also want to learn theory?
That's right, if I had your grades, I would also study theory."
Deng Xiaoqi was a little disappointed and poked each other with her index fingers, trying to learn the truth. From now on, she would no longer be in the same class and would not be able to see her all the time.
"Who told you that I have learned philosophy?" Qian Wen said.
"Huh? Are you studying literature? You can't, right?" Lin Miaomiao said, reaching out to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever and burned out his brain.
As for Qian Wen's grades, I don't understand a lot about liberal arts. It's not that liberal arts are not good, but that science is indeed much better than liberal arts in terms of job prospects after graduation.
With a snap, Qian Wen knocked off Lin Miaomiao's hand.
"Let me tell you clearly that I am studying literature, and I have already made my selections on the application form before the last class.
Your grapevine channels are a bit backward." Qian Wen said.
Qian Sanyi looked at him in surprise, "You study literature?"
Seeing this disbelieving look, Qian Wen nodded, "Yeah."
In Qian Wen's "Hmm", Qian Sanyi looked at Lin Miaomiao thoughtfully out of the corner of his eye, and his heart began to feel heavy. He still remembered what Qian Wen said to him in the bathroom.
After observing for such a long time, he found that Qian Wen was not joking.
Lin Miaomiao was very happy and didn't even notice Qian Wen hitting her hand. She changed her words and said, "It's good to study literature. This is a wise choice."
"Qian Wen, did you really choose the article? Then we will be in the same class?" Deng Xiaoqi said.
Jiang Tianhao, who had been listening, interrupted, "I really want to study with your classmates, but I'm really bad at liberal arts.
You say that the ancients were really pretentious and just wrote random things when they had nothing to do. Did they ever think about how we will feel a thousand years from now?
We have to memorize what they write. If Teng Zijing asked Fan Zhongyan to compose a poem, Fan Zhongyan should reply, "I don't want to write it."
right.
If someone advised Cao Gui to kill the meat-eaters, he should have said, "I won't go there."
This is what we call ambition, right?"
What Jiang Tianhao said was plausible, and he felt that this was how it should be, and how good it was.
But it made Lin Miaomiao, who loved literature, amused. Lin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Then when you see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, others will quote the classics, and you will only express your feelings."
ah……"
"Ah, the sea, you are full of water, the horse, you have four legs, the beauty, you are so beautiful..." Qian Wen smiled and answered Lin Miaomiao.
After listening to Qian Wen's candid expression of his feelings, Jiang Tianhao, who was making his own remarks, laughed, and Lin Miaomiao and Deng Xiaoqi even burst into laughter.
Qian Sanyi twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Haozi, are you so frank with your thoughts and feelings?" Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Haozi, if you were at this level, you wouldn't be able to write love letters well." Deng Xiaoqi said with a smile.
When his goddess said this, Jiang Tianhao disagreed. He was not a nerd. "Who said that? I will compose a poem for you now."
Deng Xiaoqi was stunned, thinking that she was eating the melon. She didn't expect Jiang Tianhao to use the topic to his advantage.
Lin Miaomiao watched the excitement and encouraged Jiang Tianhao, "Where are you coming from?"
"Wait a minute, let me think about it, Cao Zhi still has seven steps left."
With that said, Jiang Tianhao stood up from his seat and walked towards Deng Xiaoqi.
Lin Miaomiao counted the steps, "One, two, three..."
There was a desk in the middle, Jiang Tianhao said, "This step does not count."
Deng Xiaoqi was a little shy as she continued to walk towards her goddess.
"Five, six, seven."
Following Lin Miaomiao's steps, Jiang Tianhao walked up to Deng Xiaoqi, and then watched Deng Xiaoqi compose a poem, "I like you, like sine squared, plus cosine squared, always the same."
Jiang Tianhao was full of affection, but he also resisted Deng Xiaoqi's slight shyness. What kind of love letter was this?
Jiang Tianhao was extremely satisfied with his love letter and looked at them, "How is it, how is it!"
"I said you deserve to be single. If you write this kind of thing to a liberal arts girl, who can understand it?
Just write that I like you." Lin Miaomiao complained to her face, and Deng Xiaoqi nodded repeatedly, she agreed.
Then Lin Miaomiao looked like she had been on the battlefield for a long time, and taught Jiang Tianhao very experiencedly, "You have to write a love letter in a more artistic way, sing the wind and the moon, combine the virtual and the real, and move people with emotion."
Jiang Tianhao said unconvinced, "Then don't keep talking about me. Come on, come on."
Lin Miaomiao said, "Farewell, enter Xiaoqi."
Deng Xiaoqi sat upright and looked at Qian Sanyi. Her eyes were full of the other person. Qian Sanyi was not used to it and Jiang Tianhao was annoyed. Deng Xiaoqi opened her mouth and said in a passionate voice, "I like you, like a cloud chasing the wind.
Don’t ask why.”
As she thought about it, Deng Xiaoqi actually became shy and became embarrassed. For the first time, she expressed her feelings so boldly in front of Qian Sanyi.
Qian Wenxiao looked at this scene of youth. At some point, he discovered that Deng Xiaoqi treated him differently from Qian Sanyi. Although they were habitually protective of him, she treated him more like a friend like Lin Miaomiao, and treated Qian Sanyi like a friend.
It's that kind of obvious liking.
Lin Miaomiao gave her best friend a thumbs up.
Seeing his goddess looking at Qian Sanyi shyly, Jiang Tianhao became anxious and hurriedly interrupted, "Xiao Qi, you said all the feelings that I just wanted to say but couldn't express.
Can you give me this poem?"
Jiang Tianhao looked at his goddess with anticipation.
"I'm sorry, this song is not written for you." Deng Xiaoqi simply refused. If you don't like it, you just don't like it. There is no procrastination. Her attitude has always been clear.
When Jiang Tianhao heard this, he felt lost, disappointed, and looked depressed.
Lin Miaomiao, a good friend, saw this and felt that her brother was a little embarrassed, so she offered to help and said, "Hey, hey, I'll give you a better song."
Qian Sanyi, who was originally very calm, suddenly became sharp-eyed and took a liking to Jiang Tianhao.
Lin Miaomiao looked at her good friend Jiang Tianhao and composed a poem seriously, "I like you, like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking about the date of return."
Jiang Tianhao frowned, not understanding what this was all about.
"I don't understand. It's just a concrete way to express feelings, which reflects the poet's pursuit of love without hesitation and regardless of sacrifice. Isn't it very fresh, brave and touching?"
But Qian Sanyi's eyes changed, he interrupted, and said disappointedly, "Then let's say it's a breeze. The wind speed is about five kilometers per hour. Eight thousand miles is four thousand kilometers. If you divide it by five kilometers, it's not
Until two months.
This fresh and moving love story of yours turns out to be a short-lived ghost."
Lin Miaomiao was convinced, how could Sanyi have money everywhere? If she didn't make sarcastic remarks, she would die.
His talent for love is short-lived, and he glared at Qian Sanyi angrily.
When Qian San saw it, he was happy and drank his tea leisurely.
"Qian Wen, you also want to learn literature, come on!" Lin Miaomiao called Qian Wen, who was watching the excitement, and asked for help from the sidelines.
"Shall I do?" Qian Wen pointed at himself in surprise.
"Yeah!" Lin Miaomiao nodded heavily.
"Then you face me." Qian Wendi demanded.
Deng Xiaoqi and Jiang Tianhao heard something, became interested, and looked at the two of them meaningfully.
Lin Miaomiao's mind was now filled with Qian Sanyi's ridicule to her. She didn't notice anything wrong in Qian Wen's tone, and turned to Qian Wen carelessly, "Come on, let this guy see how powerful our liberal arts students are!"
As he said this, he glanced sideways at Qian Sanyi, which was so irritating.
However, Qian Sanyi felt bad about how he had lured Qian Wen out. He wanted to speak out and interrupted Qian Wen's spellcasting.
At this time, Qian Wen spoke, looking at Lin Miaomiao's big eyes, emotions brewing, "If we had never met,
Maybe my heart will never be heavy
If you really missed it
I'm afraid I won't have an easy life
a look
It’s enough to make the sea of heart pass through the hurricane.”
Qian Sanyi's heart skipped a beat.
You want to slap yourself in the mouth, what are you talking about? Look, see for yourself, what did you attract?
"Wow~~" Deng Xiaoqi exclaimed excitedly in a low voice.
Jiang Tianhao understood this poem, his eyes moved between Qian Wen and Lin Miaomiao, and he was excited, "There is a big drama!"
Lin Miaomiao was startled, feeling something was wrong. The look in her eyes towards Qian Wen had a meaning that made her calm heart ripples.
Seeing that the two people's eyes met, Qian Sanyi coughed hurriedly and forcibly interrupted Qian Wen's spellcasting, "Ahem, cough, cough, isn't this a modern poem by Wang Guozhen, why..."
"Dingle bell bell bell~~"
The class bell rang, covering up Qian Sanyi's words.
"Let's go to class." Qian Wen smiled slightly and said softly.
He didn't care when Qian Sanyi interrupted his spell casting, because Lin Miaomiao seemed to have understood.
Lin Miaomiao didn't say anything, she just nodded numbly and sat upright, but her mind was thinking about the poem Qian Wen had just read.
Deng Xiaoqi and Jiang Tianhao were a little disappointed. It was such a pity that they had to go to class when the drama was already unfolding.
Qian Sanyi looked at Qian Wen's back with a sense of crisis.
Class is in session, but several people are not in class.
…
At night, girls dormitory.
Deng Xiaoqi took Lin Miaomiao and whispered.
"Miaomiao, do you think Qian Wenhui chose liberal arts because of you?
You know, Qian Wen's grades are so good, is it right to choose science?
dont you agree?"
Lin Miaomiao bit the dried fruit and didn't reply.
One night passed.
Lin Miaomiao's uncle Tang Yuanming will take over the liberal arts class for the sophomore year of high school. He approached Qian Wen and Qian Sanyi, hoping that they would choose liberal arts.
Of course, the head teacher, Zhao Rongbao, also approached them. The topic was that they were good at science and they didn't want to lose two top-ranked students and be poached.
Finally, one article and one theory.
Tang Yuanming and Zhao Rongbao were both barely satisfied.
A few days later.
The application form was submitted, and all students chose the subjects of their choice.
But no one mentioned the love letter that day.
However, there is some awareness.
In the delicate relationship, I passed the class placement test.
The results of this test are related to which class you will be admitted to as a sophomore in high school.
After taking exams for several days, several people scored equally after taking the exams. Lin Miaomiao and Deng Xiaoqi were quite satisfied with their results and should be placed in the same class.
Liberal arts and science are divided into key classes and ordinary classes.
During the long wait, the class placement results came out. Qian Wen, Lin Miaomiao, and Deng Xiaoqi were in the same class, Grade 2, Class 6, Liberal Arts Class 1, which was the key liberal arts class.
As the news of the class placement came out, the final exam followed closely.
The final exam is over.
With this semester's study group, Lin Miaomiao's grades were clearly passable, which made Wang Shengnan's face look much better.
The first day of summer vacation.
Qian Wen was alone at home, on the large balcony, under the cool shade, looking downstairs aimlessly, counting people to pass the time.
"This has guaranteed her grades for one semester. Should I let Lin Miaomiao fulfill my conditions?"
While Qian Wen was thinking about it, his door rang. Aunt Lin went to open the door, and it was Lin Miaomiao who came.
He was walking, running and jumping, as if he was happy about something.
"What's wrong? Are you so happy?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.
"Dang dang dang, one thousand yuan, my learning progress award.
Let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal." Lin Miaomiao said generously.
Speaking of this, Lin Miaomiao seemed to have thought of something again, and looked at Qian Wen, "By the way, this semester is over, it's time for you to talk about the conditions we exchanged.
Otherwise, it will appear that I, Lin Miaomiao, am not trustworthy."
Qian Wen smiled and said, "You still remember."
"Of course, I, Lin Miaomiao, can't keep up with my words. Whatever you want me to do, it's all right." Lin Miaomiao patted her chest and said.
"Then I'll say it." Qian Wen stared into Lin Miaomiao's eyes.
"explain!"
Lin Miaomiao hadn't noticed that Qian Wen's tone was different from before.