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Chapter 206 It’s not surprising that Comrade Xiao Zhong is a reborn person, right?

After the college entrance examination is over for three days, the graduates are celebrating, but the sophomores are still suffering.

Or rather, the senior high school students.

As soon as the holiday was over, Ye Guodong's face never improved again. He always had a stern face and was either scolding this person or that person. He used to just come to the classroom during morning and evening self-study, but now even when other teachers were teaching, they could suddenly see Ye Guodong's gloomy face from the back window when they looked back.

Then everyone noticed the change in atmosphere.

Senior year of high school is really coming.

As Ye Guodong has repeatedly emphasized countless times, this will be the most important year in everyone's life. If you don't work hard this year, you will regret it for decades to come.

Even those students who usually had poor academic performance have stopped being lazy.

Of course, there are also people who Ye Guodong thinks are hopeless, such as Wu Bo and Li Yang.

He is too lazy to care anymore.

In addition, there is poplar.

He has complicated feelings about Bai Yang.

Until now, he still holds an opposing attitude towards Bai Yang's study of fine arts. After all, in this semester's midterm exam, Bai Yang still ranked among the top, and if he works hard, he may be able to go to a 211 university.

Why would such a good seedling choose to be a special student? In his opinion, this is no different from ruining himself.

But he really couldn't say anything against it.

After all, in addition to being Bai Yang's class teacher, he is also a loyal fan of her books - the kind who follows the updates every day and joins the group frequently.

Therefore, he knows the other party's income best.

Who can bear more than 100,000 yuan a month, not counting the copyright? Not to mention studying art, even if Bai Yang dropped out of school immediately, he thought it was expected that after dropping out of school, he should be able to update more, right?

"The school has approved your application for training outside."

In the office, Ye Guodong said to Bai Yang with a complicated expression: "When are you leaving?"

"After the final exam." Bai Yang said.

Art students in their senior year of high school are not entitled to winter and summer vacations. Basically, they have to start training as soon as their second year of high school ends.

"Okay." Ye Guodong paused, and finally said earnestly: "Even if you are not in school anymore, don't give up studying. If you have time outside, study on your own."

"Knowledge is something that you will definitely forget if you don't use it for a long time."

"I know, Teacher Ye." Bai Yang still acted like a polite good student: "When I come back next year, I will try my best to catch up with everyone else's progress."

Ye Guodong waved his hand: "I'm afraid that by then you've become too wild and your mentality is completely lax."

"Senior year is not like sophomore year. The intensity is very, very high. I personally think that everyone should experience such a year, not only for the college entrance examination, but also to hone one's willpower and self-discipline. It's a pity if you miss it."

Bai Yang curled his lips slightly.

No, there is no missing. I have already gone through my senior year of high school once, and I have no regrets at all. Whoever has loved and experienced those dark days can go through them.

Of course, I still say: "There will always be regrets in life."

Ye Guodong looked at Bai Yang deeply, then waved his hand: "Okay, go and review. Try your best to get into the top three in the final exam."

Back in the classroom, Zhong Xilu was not playing with his phone, but doing a math workbook. "Comrade Xiao Zhong, even you have started studying?" Bai Yang was surprised.

"What's your tone?" Zhong Xilu said unhappily, "I usually study well, otherwise who do you think wrote the homework you copied every time?"

"It's just that I'm going to be a senior year, so I have to step up my intensity a bit."

"I thought you were the kind of genius who could get into Tsinghua University without any study." Bai Yang said with a smile.

"There's no such thing as a genius." Zhong Xilu rolled his eyes: "Do you think I was born knowing it?"

"In my mind, Comrade Xiao Zhong is definitely the best!" Bai Yang praised without hesitation: "You play with your phone and read novels every day, and you can still stay at the top of the grade. Even if you say you are reborn, I will believe it."

"How is there such a thing as rebirth?" Zhong Xilu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist." Bai Yang said with a smile: "However, life winners like Comrade Xiao Zhong don't need to be reborn. Only losers like me who can't change their fate unless they start over again are worth reborn."

Zhong Xilu: “.”

"With your thick skin, you can change your fate without being reborn. You should give the opportunity to others."

Bai Yang just smiled and said nothing.

The so-called thick-skinnedness is backed by strong self-confidence, and self-confidence comes from rebirth.

Before my rebirth, I wasn’t considered to be socially anxious, but I was just average when it came to interpersonal relationships.

Most people don’t actually have low emotional intelligence or they don’t know how to interact with others. They just don’t want to or they just can’t say many things.

Haven’t you seen that every time after interacting with others, they review the conversation online before going to bed and basically everyone can think of a better way to talk. Especially after an argument, they often slap their thighs and regret it: "If only I had said that! I would have won!"

Bai Yang did not disturb Zhong Xilu anymore. He took out a tutorial book and started studying.

Although he was about to leave, Bai Yang always believed that he had to do what he had to do. He couldn't just waste his time just because there was only a little time left.

During this time, he occasionally exchanged glances with Zhong Xilu, and both of them looked very natural.

After that night at KTV, neither of them brought up the incident again, as if it had never happened.

However, both of them knew that some things had changed subtly.

And Zhong Xilu had no intention of breaking that layer of window paper now.

A rational person will not allow the most passionate period of emotion to be wasted by being separated and cooled by the distance of thousands of kilometers.

It would be better to keep that layer of paper between us and let the emotions continue to brew.

I went to the studio again in the evening. Probably, it would be the last time I would come to this studio this semester, or this year.

The final list of people for the training camp was also announced. In the end, only four people decided to go to the Imperial Capital for training, while the others chose to go to Star City nearby.

Everyone understands that the choice itself has already determined the future - those who go to the Imperial Capital for training are naturally aiming for the Academy of Fine Arts and the best schools' painting majors, while those who go to Star City are mostly just to pass the joint art exam, and at most participate in the school entrance exams of some universities in the province.

After all, the teaching quality and intensity of the two places are completely different.

Of course, tuition and living expenses are also very different.

(End of this chapter)