Locking away my heart and love! Going back to 2000 to be a top student again.

Having just finished midterm exams, the topic of choosing between arts and sciences tracks has started to frequently appear in the class. At an age when we don't yet fully understand the word 'future,' we need to start roughly thinking about our future.

The actual division into arts and science classes begins at the start of the second year of high school. At that time, the twenty-six classes will be officially divided into arts and science classes, and many students will have to leave the classes they have just adapted to and the homeroom teachers they are familiar with.

If you calculate the time, it's only been a little over half a year.

On the day the midterm exam results were officially released, Ms. Wu came to the class during evening self-study to chat with the students for a while, mainly about the issue of class assignment.

As the homeroom teacher of the advanced class, if I only teach math and science, then the students who choose science will still be in the advanced class. The classroom and the teacher will not change.

If you decide to choose humanities, you will be assigned to another class. There is only one "rocket class" at the No. 1 Middle School in the city, which is the science class taught by Teacher Wu.

The Rocket Class is equipped with the school's top-notch teachers. Every year in the National College Entrance Examination, students in the Rocket Class have a better chance of being admitted to top universities than students in other classes. This does not mean that students in other classes have no chance.

Whether it's a humanities class or a science class, there's always a leader. If the leader of the science class is the Rocket Class, then the leader of the humanities class must be Class 1 of Grade 11.

After briefly explaining the class assignments, Teacher Wu spoke in a rare gentle tone: "I'll be teaching the science class. If you choose science, I'll most likely be teaching you in your second year of high school as well. But don't worry if you want to choose humanities. Based on our class's grades, if you do choose humanities and are assigned to another class, you'll be going to the same class taught by your Chinese teacher."

The Chinese teacher in the advanced class is surnamed Chen. He is the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 11, and also holds the title of Outstanding Teacher of the City.

"Everyone knows about Mr. Chen's teaching ability over the years. The graduating class he taught last year also achieved very good results. The other subject teachers in the class are also quite good. If you are really interested in humanities, you can definitely choose to study humanities."

Teacher Wu's tone changed, becoming somewhat serious as she said, "I'm saying this so that when you choose between arts and sciences, you shouldn't worry about anything else. If you really don't have a talent for science, there's no need to force yourself to stay in the advanced class. Going to the arts class is also a good option."

This midterm exam has given many students a better understanding of their own performance, and they have generally made their own judgments about whether they are better at humanities or more interested in science.

However, they are still just students, and they need to discuss such important matters concerning their future majors with their parents.

Xu Su had no intention of discussing it with her parents. Even if she were willing, Xu Weiping and his wife might not be willing to bother with her affairs, since they had no intention of letting their daughter go to university.

Xu Su's midterm exam results improved by two places compared to the last monthly exam, ranking ninth in the entire grade and seventh in the top class, not far from her high school entrance exam score.

She planned to go to the science class. In her previous life, she chose humanities. Due to various factors, her grades kept slipping. On the eve of the college entrance examination, her grandmother had an accident, and her performance in the college entrance examination was unstable. She didn't even make it to the second-tier university admission line.

It was Zhou Mochen who used his connections to arrange a school for her in Beijing, where she barely managed to get a bachelor's degree.

Since God has given her a second chance at life, she should walk a completely different path from her previous life. Choosing science is more challenging for her, and she has more majors to choose from.

In fact, in the few months since she enrolled, she has developed a bit of interest in math, physics, and chemistry. The feeling of solving one difficult problem after another is extremely captivating.

Compared to Xu Su's decisive decision, Huang Feng was extremely troubled by this matter. According to her idea, it would be easier to study humanities. She was good at humanities, but math, physics and chemistry had always been her weak points. If she really chose humanities, she would be like a fish in water.

But she didn't want to be in the same class as Xu Su, so she hesitated for a moment.

Seeing that she had been looking worried for several days, Xu Su couldn't help but advise her during lunch in the cafeteria that afternoon: "It's still early before the class assignments. There's still a semester left next year. It's not too late to make a decision then. Why are you thinking so much now?"

Huang Feng wasn't one to sulk, so he smiled after hearing that, and then asked Qian Jia, "You haven't said whether you plan to study humanities or science yet."

The school only has one afternoon off each week. Qian Jia's family lives in a county town below and she is a boarding student. She hasn't been home for two months. When asked whether to choose arts or sciences, she couldn't give a decision for a moment and said she would have to go back and ask her parents for their opinion.

Of the three, Xu Su was the most certain. She said, "Regardless of whether we're in the same class in the second year of high school, we're still in the same school. Let's agree to have dinner together as a group of three. What do you guys think?"

Huang Feng had finally come to terms with it. She smiled and said, "Class 1 is right next door. I really want to go to Class 1. I miss you all. It's just a short walk. The only problem is that if I have any questions, there won't be any academic geniuses to ask."

The academic genius is none other than Xi Zirong. As the class monitor, he would answer any questions his classmates encountered whenever he had the time.

Qian Jia also sighed, "Yeah, if you really choose humanities and leave the top class, you won't be able to be in the same class as the academic geniuses anymore. It's hard to find an all-around tutor like the class monitor even if you hire one outside."

Although the No. 1 Middle School of the city only has one afternoon and evening off on the weekend, many students are still reluctant to waste it. They use this time to catch up on the subjects that are dragging down their scores. Those with better financial means hire private tutors, while those with less means enroll in tutoring classes.

Xi Zirong is an all-around academic genius. He knows everything that tutors know. Although he can't provide one-on-one patient guidance like a private tutor, he is all-around and does it for free.

Speaking of Xi Zirong, Huang Feng's eyes were full of gossip. She looked at Xu Su and said, "Are you dating him or not? Tell us quietly, and I promise I won't tell anyone. Don't you believe us?"

Qian Jia also came over, and whispered as if they were meeting with an underground organization, "If we really get together, can you ask him to patiently teach us if we have any questions? Many times he just writes down the answer, and we can't keep asking."

Xu Su shook her head, finished the last bite of fried noodles on her plate, and said helplessly, "I'm really not in a relationship. How about this, I promise you, if I really get together with him, I'll tell you right away, okay?"

Only after hearing this did Qian Jia and Huang Feng finally believe it completely.

Qian Jia said, "No wonder rumors are flying everywhere, but Lao Wu hasn't taken it seriously. It turns out you didn't mean it at all. I thought Lao Wu would move you two to different seats, but after all this time, you're still sitting at adjacent desks."

The rumors were indeed rampant. In this era of scarce entertainment options, even the smallest scandals became topics of conversation among students in their spare time, let alone the romance between a top student and the school beauty.