"No," Jiang Lingzhi said with a lot of preoccupations, "Since the metamorphosis has been dealt with, I'll go first, you can continue to sleep."
Suzie said: "..."
I'm fucking woken up by you, and I'm still sleeping.
Su Xici looked at her and sighed, stood up, and planned to send her out: "Send you off."
Jiang Lingzhi stuffed her hands into her pockets, and muttered softly, "No need, it's only two steps away, and you still need to send it."
After politely rejecting Aunt Su's plan to keep her for lunch, Jiang Lingzhi came out of their house with a lot of worries.
In fact, she has always been very determined to choose liberal arts. After all, she will follow the path of art in the future, and it seems that there is no need to study science.
But what does mother mean
Of course she knew that her parents loved her very much.
But it cannot be denied that Lu Yuping has always been a relatively strong person, and her discipline is relatively strict.
From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Lingzhi followed the path she had paved for her, step by step.
As for the piano, I can't say how much I love it.
But Lu Yuping said that a girl has a temperament in playing the piano, so she was asked to learn.
From the beginning of the resistance, to enduring those boring days day after day, I gradually fell in love with it.
After all, it is something that has accompanied her for so many years, how could it be without feelings.
Including folk dance, it is also because the mother thinks that the figure of a girl is more important, so she has to learn it for a few years.
She also felt that what her mother said was right, there is nothing wrong with girls trying to make themselves outstanding.
However, she felt that she was living without herself.
It seems that I have never even had my true hobbies.
Up to now, she doesn't even know what she likes.
Jiang Lingzhi lowered her head, kicked the stones on the road, and returned to her gate.
This time, let's discuss it with my mother, maybe she will listen to her opinion.
Jiang Lingzhi raised her hand and pressed the doorknob, then gently pushed the door open.
Before he could enter the door, he heard voices coming from inside.
"I heard that there will be an arts and sciences class, do you know what to choose?"
Lu Yuping's voice sounded in the living room, Jiang Lingzhi paused with her fingertips on the doorknob, and froze in place.
in the living room.
Jiang Puqing sat on the sofa, his voice was as gentle and elegant as ever: "Zhizhi will be admitted to a foreign music school in the future, of course he will choose liberal arts."
"Liberal arts?" Lu Yuping disagreed: "People say that choosing liberal arts is not good for employment."
Jiang Puqing picked up the teacup and took a sip of water: "Zhizhi has her own ideas, so don't say such things in front of her."
No matter what Lu Yuping thought about it, she felt a little uncomfortable: "A Ci chose science?"
Jiang Puqing: "A Ci is a boy, isn't it natural to study science?"
Lu Yuping sighed: "I heard people say that people only choose liberal arts if their academic performance is not good. Our family is so good, why should we choose literature?"
Jiang Puqing was a little helpless: "Oh, your thinking is too narrow, and the employment directions are different. What is there to compare?"
Lu Yuping still insisted on her opinion, her tone was very firm: "Anyway, I think science is good, Zhizhi must study science."
They were so involved in the discussion that they didn't even notice when the door was opened and when it was closed again.
Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gently closed the door, moving her fingertips away and hanging them by her side.
(end of this chapter)