Hearing Qiu Li's stupid question, Jiang Yu laughed out loud and rubbed his head vigorously: "Your brain is broken today, ask such a childish question."
"Who to choose?" Qiu Li asked reluctantly, "You must choose one."
Jiang Yu had never thought about this issue at all. Whether it was Esmeera or Qiu Li, it was very important to her at this stage.
Her hesitation again and again made the light in Qiu Li's eyes dim: "Forget it, when I didn't ask."
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Jiang Yu poked his hard chest with his elbow: "There won't be a choice between you and Esmera, I want both, don't be childish."
"I'm just childish." Qiu Li grabbed her wrist, then shook it off: "I know your choice."
Jiang Yu was really angry when he saw that, even if he said that he was chosen at this time, he probably wouldn't believe it.
She really didn't think about which one was more important, and she didn't want to think about it.
Sometimes in life, you just can't make a choice.
As my mother said, if one day, you have to make a choice between the dream you are chasing half your life and the person you really want, what would you choose
Jiang Yu didn't know how to choose at all, maybe only when she was really standing on the edge of the cliff would she know how to choose.
"Is your boyfriend angry?" She looked at his gloomy face: "Isn't it, that's why?"
"no."
"You're just angry."
"I didn't say it." Qiu Li's expression was a little irritable.
Jiang Yu reached out and squeezed the flesh on both sides of his cheeks: "Then you can show me a smile."
Qiu Li followed her gesture and smiled.
"Forget it." Jiang Yu let go of him: "Laughing is uglier than crying."
…
In the last three days, except for eating and sleeping, Jiang Yu spent all of his time practicing dancing.
The details and emotional rendering of the variation solo in Act 2 of "Giselle" are extremely demanding. In such a short time, Jiang Yu can only do his best to dance.
She used to think she was gifted and proud of herself.
However, when she entered the Esmera Art Center, when she saw that there were so many amazing dancers in both the abc class and the def class, she knew that she had overestimated herself.
At this time, everyone has not yet reached the stage of fighting for talent, and everyone is working very hard.
That's why she felt so uncomfortable when she learned that Wen Lun let her doves.
She really felt the overwhelming pressure of competition.
In the morning, she would go to the restaurant to help Qiu Li with her work. In the past three days, Qiu Li has undertaken all her public services, allowing her to practice dancing without worrying about anything.
Jiang Yu has only three days and must fight against the odds.
…
The report performance started at nine in the morning, and Qiu Li got up at 7:30, put on his most decent white shirt, and prepared to go to Esmeera's auditorium to watch his girlfriend's performance.
While changing shoes at the entrance, he received a call from Principal Dong—
"Xiao Li, I want to discuss something with you."
"Mr. Dong, you said."
Principal Dong glanced at Huo Cheng, who was sitting at the desk, and said hesitantly, "This year's scholarship may not be given."
Qiu Li was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Can I know the reason?"
"As you know, we are a private school, and everything depends on the benefits." Principal Dong said earnestly: "This year, the school has spent a lot of money to build a science and technology museum, and the financial deficit has been a lot, so the scholarship can only be delayed. Take it easy, I hope you understand."
Qiu Li said solemnly: "We have an agreement. I transferred from No. 12 Middle School to Yuxi Middle School. Every semester, Yuxi Middle School will give 30,000 scholarships."
"There is an agreement, but you see, didn't I give you a scholarship on time for the first two semesters? Isn't this the school's financial deficit and can't come up with money?"
"If it is a science and technology museum, I remember that it was invested by Xie Yuan's technology group..."
Principal Dong became a little impatient: "Do you think I'm deliberately lying to you and not giving you a scholarship! Saying that a deficit is a deficit! I really can't come up with it!"
"So Mr. Dong, do you want to unilaterally tear up the agreement?"
Principal Dong's face was also ugly, and he looked at Huo Cheng opposite, and he could only say: "I didn't ask you to retire last year's scholarship, but I really can't give it this year. If you are willing to stay and take the college entrance examination, we welcome you. If you don't want to, you can go back to your Twelve High School."
After finishing speaking, the principal hung up the phone and looked at Huo Cheng gloomily: "Satisfied, Mr. Huo?"
The corner of Huo Cheng's mouth was raised, and his hand supported the desk surface: "Thank you Dong Xue."
Principal Dong sighed in his chest, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
It really shouldn't be for the principal to be blackmailed by a student, but there is no other way. The Huo family's influence in Beicheng is too great. The principal of a private high school in his district really can't afford to provoke a consortium like the Huo family.
"Principal Dong, you don't want to gain benefits, but also fame."
Huo Cheng stood up slowly and said straight: "There is still the last semester of senior year, even if you cut off his scholarship, he will not leave. The last few months are so crucial, what other school in Beicheng is comparable to that? Yuxi Middle School's teachers and learning atmosphere, he is not stupid, is it possible that he will return to the school where the gangsters gather in No. 12 Middle School? Don't worry, your provincial champion won't be able to escape."
Principal Dong gritted his teeth and glared at Huo Cheng: "You don't know him at all, he has no source of income. The half-year scholarship is only 30,000 yuan, and the consumption level of Beicheng is only enough for food and clothing. If there is no money for the past six months, what do you let him rely on? Life!"
"He has hands and feet. I don't know if he works part-time to earn money, and he has to rely on the school to support him..." Huo Cheng said with a contemptuous smile, "You are letting him learn to live independently in advance."
"You think that the provincial champion is so good for the exam, just being smart is enough? How can he have time to work part-time!"
"Oh, there's no other way, just starve to death."
Huo Cheng dropped this sentence lightly, turned and left the principal's office.
…
After Qiu Li hung up the phone, he sat at the entrance and pondered for a long time, then took out his mobile phone and glanced at last year's deposit balance.
Only dollars left.
Originally, when the semester started, a scholarship of 30,000 yuan should have been credited to the account. When he was admitted to the provincial champion, the school would bear his tuition fees for one year.
Now that Yuxi Middle School unilaterally tore up the agreement, he should be able to sue the school for breach of contract.
But how can he have this time, he has to take the college entrance examination!
Principal Dong should have pinpointed that he had nowhere to go. Even if he didn't give the scholarship, he would continue to stay in Yuxi Middle School, so he broke the agreement so recklessly.
Qiu Li's personality is not easy to handle, he immediately called the dean of the 12th Middle School and explained the situation.
The Dean of Academic Affairs was overjoyed, and in his words he wished that Qiu Li could turn back.
The teachers and students of No. 12 Middle School are very poor, and the learning atmosphere is not good. The number of students who can be admitted to key universities is really limited.
If Qiu Li can come back, it will be a real help.
The dean of education immediately promised: "As long as you come back, we can give you 15,000 scholarships. There are not as many as Yuxi Middle School. You should also understand that we do not have the financial resources of Yuxi Middle School. But don't worry, we will give you what you say, absolutely not. It will break the contract! If you agree, you can come to the school to go through the formalities now."
Agree
Qiu Li was in a tangle.
There are less than five months left before the college entrance examination. He will go back and forth about transferring schools, how to get the provincial champion, how to get the most proud result, and go to see his mother.
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If he doesn't go, what will he rely on for the past five months
You can only go to work, which will also delay your studies.
Qiu Li clenched his fist, slammed the wall hard, and let out a low growl.
The bone-shattering pain in his hand reached his nerve endings.
During the period when he was ignorant of the world, he could not care about life or death, and he would not care about these things at all.
But now, Jiang Yu has rekindled his confidence and courage in life, and his foggy road leading to the future has gradually begun to see through the sun.
It was only then that he really felt how the downfall of his youth hurt his self-esteem.
**
Jiang Yu walked into the women's locker room. The locker room was very quiet. The girls were all nervously preparing for their performances, and they were no longer in their usual state of laughter and slapstick.
She was about to turn off her phone when suddenly the phone rang. Jiang Yu saw that it was a call from her deskmate Chen Wei, so she picked up—
"Chen Xiaowei, you haven't called me for a long time."
Chen Wei's voice was very low: "Xiaoyu, let me tell you something. Didn't I go to the school in the morning to report the scholarship? When I passed by Dong's school office, I seemed to hear that... Qiu Li is going to transfer. "
…
Qiu Li thought about it for a long time, and finally stood up dragging his stagnant body, put on his shoes, and prepared to go to Yuxi Middle School to go through the withdrawal procedures.
I just can't take this breath.
Dong Xue was sure that he would weigh the pros and cons and would not drop out easily, so he calculated him like this.
Twelve middle schools are only twelve middle schools, as long as he works hard. In any environment, he can get the score he wants.
But if he stays in Yuxi Middle School again, he will lose face.
However, just as the elevator door opened, a white figure rushed out.
Jiang Yu stood in front of him, her cheeks flushed a bit, the close-fitting sweatshirt outlined her slender figure, and the slender bangs on her forehead were ruffled by the wind.
At that moment, his mind was empty.
"How did you..."
Seeing that he had finally caught up, Jiang Yu's tense nerves loosened, grabbed Qiu Li's hand, and panted, "You must never drop out of school!"
Qiu Li reacted for a long time, his face changed suddenly, and he said angrily: "Jiang Yu, are you crazy! Where are you now!"
She should be on stage at Esmeera's boot camp, not here! !
"Listen to me, you must never drop out of school!"
Jiang Yu seemed to be more nervous than him, grabbed his sleeve, and said eagerly: "You have to study hard, you have to go to Beicheng University... You can't take other paths, life is a step by step, that is, step by step. Wrong. Be nice and listen to me, okay?"
Qiu Li's heart was beating vigorously. He looked at the worry and anxiety in the girl's eyes. For the first time in his life... he felt overwhelmed—
"Do you know what you are doing? You have an important game today!"
Jiang Yu's eyes were red, and she said excitedly, "You are about to drop out of school, I'm still a ghost! You are not allowed to drop out of school. If you have no money, I will support you, but you are not allowed to drop out."
Qiu Li's temples were beating suddenly, and he never expected that night's stupid question, Jiang Yu would tell him her decision with her actual actions.
"You... choose me?"
Jiang Yu clenched Qiu Li's collar tightly, tears welling up, and said angrily, "You don't need to ask, of course I choose you! Idiot!"
Qiu Li's temples jumped suddenly.
The next second, he rolled over and pressed her against the wall, kissing her soft lips forcefully.
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