Film and TV Life Experiment Program

While Gu Yu was chatting with his classmates, Yu Zhouzhou was in the office receiving earnest advice from Teacher Zhou.

In the meantime, Ling Xiangqian also went to the class teacher to ask for the liberal arts and science division table. Teacher Zhou didn't say much. His energy was mainly on Yu Zhouzhou.

Ling Xiangqian looked at Yu Zhouzhou with complicated eyes, then walked out of the office.

Wherever Yu Zhouzhou is, she will inexplicably become the second female lead, while Yu Zhouzhou is the undisputed heroine.

Teachers, classmates, friends, and grades, she was overshadowed by Yu Zhouzhou in everything, and it almost became a demon in her heart.

Not only the head teacher, but also her uncle and aunt, after Yu Zhouzhou came home and talked about the subject selection, they also preferred to let her choose science.

My aunt also used Yu Zhouzhou's cousin Yu Fei as an example. He chose science and majored in computer science in college. After graduation, he could earn 5,000 yuan.

For ordinary families, this is an income that they dare not even think about.

At night, Yu Zhouzhou was so worried about the subject selection that she couldn't sleep, so she sat on the bed leaning against the wall.

She took out her Nokia slider phone and sent a text message to Chen An, the senior whom she trusted and admired the most.

Although Yu Zhouzhou's father was under pressure from his parents and also for his own future,

He chose to marry a woman of equal status and abandoned his mother who was pregnant with Yu Zhouzhou.

Later, Yu Zhouzhou's mother died in a car accident, leaving her daughter to be taken care of by her younger brother's family.

But the uncle and aunt were really good to Yu Zhouzhou. They cared a lot and had no shortage of material things. Their own son Yu Fei still slept on the sofa in the living room.

In 04, mobile phones were not popular, let alone among students. A Nokia slider phone could cost three to four thousand yuan, which was two months' salary for an ordinary worker.

After sending the text message, there was no reply for a long time. Yu Zhouzhou stared at the small screen of the phone in a daze.

At this time, she was eager to find someone she could trust to talk to, to listen to him analyze the subject selection for her, and to listen to him support her choice.

Qingdao Garden Community,

Gu Yu leaned back on the chaise longue, watching "The Story of the Kitchen Team" on TV.

There is also a small tea table next to the sofa, on which there are many snacks and fruits.

He also enjoyed watching TV series that he hadn't watched for a long time.

In the past two days, he also played PSP, connected the TV to play Subor and Nintendo game consoles, and played stand-alone computer games.

"Heroes of Might and Magic", "StarCraft", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms 9"

I can feel the joy of childhood again.

After playing for a few days, I got over the feeling and it became boring.

Gu Yu forked a piece of cut watermelon and put it into his mouth leisurely. At this time, his phone vibrated and a text message came in.

Yu Zhouzhou: Have you slept yet? I am still undecided about whether to choose between arts and science.

Gu Yu: Are you hesitant because of the persuasion of teachers and parents?

Yu Zhouzhou: Yes, they all hope that I will stay in the science class, thinking that studying science will give me better future prospects.

Gu Yu: But you are the one who has to make the choice. If you don’t study your favorite major in college and don’t do the job you are interested in after graduation, you will regret it no matter how much you earn.

Gu Yu: Who says that studying literature has no future? University professor, lawyer, executive, finance, civil servant, writer,

Gu Yu: If people always keep their heads down and follow in the footsteps of their elders, they will never find a new path of their own.

He types so fast.

Yu Zhouzhou stared blankly at the string of text messages from Gu Yu on her phone, and couldn't help but think,

After reading the text messages carefully, Yu Zhouzhou was touched by the last message from Gu Yu.

The hot youth of sixteen or seventeen years old is running in the scorching sun, standing in the pouring rain, and being fearless with dreams shining.

Yu Zhouzhou: Thank you, I think I have thought it through clearly. I will decide my own future!

After sending this text message, Yu Zhouzhou looked relaxed with a faint smile on her lips.

Gu Yu: I want a chicken drumstick and a bottle of Pepsi for lunch tomorrow.

Yu Zhouzhou: Okay!

Yu Zhouzhou put her phone on the bedside table, stopped thinking about it, and fell asleep. For a moment, she even forgot that she was still waiting for the senior's reply.

Gu Yu saw Yu Zhouzhou's affirmative reply, smiled, and threw the phone aside.

The next day, after having a breakfast of pancakes and milk, Gu Yu said goodbye to the babysitter Aunt Zheng and left home.

"Why do you think Ling Xiangqian studied literature?"

As soon as Gu Yu stepped into the classroom from the back door, he heard Weekend and other classmates gossiping again. There really were no secrets in the school.

"I had expected Ling Xiangqian to study liberal arts. Look how tired she is every day. There are too many top students in the science class.

Maybe I can pick on some weak ones in the liberal arts class and get a place in the admission list."

Weekend's analysis was well-reasoned, and as he spoke he glanced at Ling Xiangqian, who was only two rows behind him, with a look of disdain in his eyes, not caring that Ling Xiangqian would hear their conversation.

Because Ling Xiangqian herself is proud, not very good at dealing with people, and sometimes her words are rather harsh,

In addition, her mother is more pragmatic and applies the social practices to the school.

They would use various methods such as giving gifts, inviting guests, and using connections to get school teachers to take care of their children, such as letting Ling Xiangqian be a class leader.

Ling Xiangqian's mother was doing it for her daughter's own good, but she didn't put herself in her daughter's shoes and consider her daughter's situation at school.

After the classmates knew about these things, they spread them around. Gradually, the classmates disliked Ling Xiangqian less and less and didn't want to get along with her.

Ling Xiangqian covered her ears, pretending to concentrate on memorizing the lesson, but in fact her classmate's words had hurt her heart.

"So Yu Zhouzhou is also trying to pick on the weak?" a female classmate interjected.

"Didn't I say yesterday that she is different? She feels that science classes are boring, and she has become soft even though she is a tough person.

I think she wants to get a new batch of persimmons to squeeze in the liberal arts class," said Weekend with a determined expression.

"Who cares? I only care about when they treat us."

A male student said nonchalantly, flipped a coin upwards, and looked towards the weekend expectantly.

This is a popular game among students recently, Truth or Dare.

"Words!" I chose one without much consideration over the weekend.

"Sorry, choose it." The boy who flipped the coin opened his palm, smiled proudly, and raised his eyebrows at Weekend.

"Big adventure!" Weekend said with gnashing teeth.

Several classmates discussed the punishment with evil smiles, and whispered in Weekend's ear. Looking at his horrified expression, they knew it was not a good thing.

"Morning, do you want to draw?"

Weekend took the pen and walked cautiously to Yu Zhouzhou's side. He took a deep breath and just as he made up his mind to write, he was startled by the voice behind him.

"Brother Yu...Brother Yu, good morning...good morning, that...that..."

Weekend turned around and saw Gu Yu's half-smiley face, and his language system collapsed.

He looked towards his friends for help, but what made him furious was,

The other members of the gossip group pretended to study hard, pretending to discuss math problems and drafting.

"During the weekend, I suddenly realized that your handsome face still lacks some masculinity."

Gu Yu said with a smile, taking the pen from Weekend's hand. In Weekend's horrified eyes, the tip of the pen gradually approached his chubby face.