The application form for the 12th grade college preparatory class was sent to Lowes by the principal himself, and he said a lot of earnestly.The central idea is that Lowes should not always think about studying for two years in a community college and just messing around with a job. He should have goals and ideas.
Then he gave him a bunch of brochures of famous schools, and explained the history of each school in detail, as well as the tuition fees they each required.
Lowes flipped through them casually and collected them all.
"Looks like it's not just one person who can't see you doing nothing." Rogers teased.
Now Lowes wears earphones when he leaves the house, so he doesn’t have to worry about people thinking he’s talking to himself, “Isn’t community college bad? I only need two years.”
"But you can make a difference in a higher field." Rogers said earnestly, "Erth, I know you will do a lot. But, your life is just beginning now, and you still have a lot of time to experience the world everything of."
Lowes walked down the corridor, shrugging.Rogers inadvertently learned something about his previous life after he suffered a serious illness at the age of five, but he only saw a small part.
He took the key and opened his locker, and a note fell out - seeing you, the sky looks a little better.
Rogers frowned and looked around.
Lowes picked up the note and put it in the copper box in the cabinet.He has several copper boxes.
Rogers glanced at the box that was almost full, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You just entered high school, and I was always worried that you would be bullied."
Lowes hummed, "Me? Being bullied?"
Rogers took a breath, "Obviously, you are still the same as in the orphanage."
"Boss?" Lowes spoke casually.
Rogers turned his back, his voice was unclear, "Same...welcome."
Lowes snorted.
He looked at the glasses.The long-open boy's eyebrows and eyes are more and more like his biological mother, with a trace of immature charm in it.The Asian face looks smaller among the precocious American high school students, but I don't know if it is because of the aging of the soul, but he looks very mature.
The contradictory temperament is twisted together, so that he not only attracts women.
"Obviously, they don't know me well enough." Lowes closed the cabinet door and said calmly.
Rogers frowned, then let go, "Erth, let's go to college. Don't you like starting work too early?"
Lowes praised the courses to be taken next, "Like a doctorate?"
Rogers looked at him, "If you want, you can."
Lowes walked to the classroom, "Actually, in terms of time-consuming, going to school is really good."
"Really?" Rogers smiled, "That way those people can say a few words about you. ... You will also meet better people."
Lowes frowned again, "No. If I went to college, they would have a reason to put me in Stark Industries or the FBI."
Rogers couldn't laugh or cry, then thought about it, and saw the biology course in his hand, "Why don't you study medicine? Then Stark Industries will definitely not need you. FBI, they will definitely not let you go to the morgue or Field work."
"That's a good idea." The more Lowes thought about it, the more feasible it became. "Besides, I have learned to draw for so many years. Among other things, my hands are still very steady."
"Well, that's all you have to offer." Rogers shook his head, "But you probably can't be a frontline, your heart disease won't allow it."
Lowes hummed and forgot about it.
"Erth!" A female voice sounded, followed by a series of charming smiles.
Lowes stopped.Rogers' smile faded and he froze.
"What's the matter?" Lowes turned around.
"We want to set up a study group." The girl who spoke was a standard American girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, enthusiastic and full of energy.
Lowes glanced at the few people behind her, "Just a study group?"
The girl hissed, "Don't expose us. If you think we have other plans, I'll call some boys later, okay?"
Lowes hummed, but there was nothing wrong with it, "You can find a few more people."
"Then it's settled!" The girl's eyes lit up.
Lowes nodded.
When the people walked away, Rogers picked up his sickle, which was already half the height of a person.
"It's hard work to be polite," Lowes sighed.
"...You have always been able to do things to the extreme." Rogers smiled.
Lowes thought his tone was weird, "You taught me this."
"Yes, yes, yes, I know. I taught." Rogers rubbed his eyebrows.
Lowes glanced at him, "You seem to have something on your mind recently."
"No. You read wrong."
Lowes frowned, "You only have me talking."
Rogers raised his eyebrows, "... yes."
Lowes pursed his lips and didn't pursue further.
After lunch, the girls with strong appeal formed a team, and there were quite a lot of people.
When Rogers saw who the members were, he couldn't help it, "Are you sure this is not your fan meeting?"
Lowes hummed, and asked what fan meeting?
Rogers stuck.He is usually very free. Sometimes he sits in on Lowes' class, and sometimes he wanders around.This is not gossip in middle school, he knows a lot.
Among them, the most detailed one he knew was who liked Lowes and who didn't.
"Nothing." Rogers pinched his nose.
"I didn't bring any private goods!" The leading girl emphasized, "We know that you went to fill out the application form for the preparatory class this morning. These are intended to apply to universities.
Erce, you can't keep your secrets in the second half of the semester.Let's make progress together! "
"It also gives us a chance to try to get into the same school as you~" the girl winked.
Lowes was as gentle as usual, "Really? Then let's do a survey today and write anonymously the colleges you want to go to. I just haven't decided where to go, so you can give me a reference."
"Afterwards, I asked someone to get the admission line for the past years. Let's roughly set a goal and work hard together?"
"I agree!" The girl was the first to raise her hand.
Lowes has said so, and almost no one in the group disagrees.
Rogers looked at Lowes in the center of the crowd and smiled slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
Disbanded on the first day with nothing to do, Lowes drove his orange truck with his bag on his back.
He thought the color was beautiful, and he didn't care much about the brand.Rogers felt that this car was convenient for him to tow large things.
"Where do you want to go?" Rogers looked at him counting the notes of those people, and the short sentences of confession mixed in them from time to time. They were still anonymous, but the handwriting was different, and it was obvious that they were not alone.
"I don't know." Lowes divided the notes into two stacks and put them in a box for himself.
Rogers tilted his head, "I thought that all... people like boys like football captains."
Lowes hummed casually, paused, and narrowed his eyes.He remembered that Rogers was a bean sprout before he was soaked in serum, and he didn't attract girls.
"Are you jealous?" Lowes probed.
Rogers froze for a moment, "What? Me? Jealousy? What kind of jealousy? Are you kidding?! What kind of jealousy am I! What kind of jealousy can I be? A group of hairy... Uh, girl."
Lowes snorted, "Well, no."
Rogers... "I really don't."
"I see."
Before bedtime, Lowes yawned and his eyes were foggy.
"I'm really not jealous."
"...Steve, sleep."
The author has something to say: American and domestic high schools are not the same, and the settings of each school are also very different, and there are differences between public and private schools [抱头
Their high school has a difference between three years and four years (all information is found on the Internet, and I have not found the basic education situation in the United States during this time period, so forgive me if there are discrepancies and bugs).The three years are for those children who plan to work after graduating from high school, and the year of more than four years is to prepare for entering higher education.
So Year 12 here is more of a high school to university transition year.I set it as a voluntary application, but what exactly happened... I don't know [wiping face
Moreover, they seem to have to go through a year of preparatory studies before entering the university.
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Then he gave him a bunch of brochures of famous schools, and explained the history of each school in detail, as well as the tuition fees they each required.
Lowes flipped through them casually and collected them all.
"Looks like it's not just one person who can't see you doing nothing." Rogers teased.
Now Lowes wears earphones when he leaves the house, so he doesn’t have to worry about people thinking he’s talking to himself, “Isn’t community college bad? I only need two years.”
"But you can make a difference in a higher field." Rogers said earnestly, "Erth, I know you will do a lot. But, your life is just beginning now, and you still have a lot of time to experience the world everything of."
Lowes walked down the corridor, shrugging.Rogers inadvertently learned something about his previous life after he suffered a serious illness at the age of five, but he only saw a small part.
He took the key and opened his locker, and a note fell out - seeing you, the sky looks a little better.
Rogers frowned and looked around.
Lowes picked up the note and put it in the copper box in the cabinet.He has several copper boxes.
Rogers glanced at the box that was almost full, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You just entered high school, and I was always worried that you would be bullied."
Lowes hummed, "Me? Being bullied?"
Rogers took a breath, "Obviously, you are still the same as in the orphanage."
"Boss?" Lowes spoke casually.
Rogers turned his back, his voice was unclear, "Same...welcome."
Lowes snorted.
He looked at the glasses.The long-open boy's eyebrows and eyes are more and more like his biological mother, with a trace of immature charm in it.The Asian face looks smaller among the precocious American high school students, but I don't know if it is because of the aging of the soul, but he looks very mature.
The contradictory temperament is twisted together, so that he not only attracts women.
"Obviously, they don't know me well enough." Lowes closed the cabinet door and said calmly.
Rogers frowned, then let go, "Erth, let's go to college. Don't you like starting work too early?"
Lowes praised the courses to be taken next, "Like a doctorate?"
Rogers looked at him, "If you want, you can."
Lowes walked to the classroom, "Actually, in terms of time-consuming, going to school is really good."
"Really?" Rogers smiled, "That way those people can say a few words about you. ... You will also meet better people."
Lowes frowned again, "No. If I went to college, they would have a reason to put me in Stark Industries or the FBI."
Rogers couldn't laugh or cry, then thought about it, and saw the biology course in his hand, "Why don't you study medicine? Then Stark Industries will definitely not need you. FBI, they will definitely not let you go to the morgue or Field work."
"That's a good idea." The more Lowes thought about it, the more feasible it became. "Besides, I have learned to draw for so many years. Among other things, my hands are still very steady."
"Well, that's all you have to offer." Rogers shook his head, "But you probably can't be a frontline, your heart disease won't allow it."
Lowes hummed and forgot about it.
"Erth!" A female voice sounded, followed by a series of charming smiles.
Lowes stopped.Rogers' smile faded and he froze.
"What's the matter?" Lowes turned around.
"We want to set up a study group." The girl who spoke was a standard American girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, enthusiastic and full of energy.
Lowes glanced at the few people behind her, "Just a study group?"
The girl hissed, "Don't expose us. If you think we have other plans, I'll call some boys later, okay?"
Lowes hummed, but there was nothing wrong with it, "You can find a few more people."
"Then it's settled!" The girl's eyes lit up.
Lowes nodded.
When the people walked away, Rogers picked up his sickle, which was already half the height of a person.
"It's hard work to be polite," Lowes sighed.
"...You have always been able to do things to the extreme." Rogers smiled.
Lowes thought his tone was weird, "You taught me this."
"Yes, yes, yes, I know. I taught." Rogers rubbed his eyebrows.
Lowes glanced at him, "You seem to have something on your mind recently."
"No. You read wrong."
Lowes frowned, "You only have me talking."
Rogers raised his eyebrows, "... yes."
Lowes pursed his lips and didn't pursue further.
After lunch, the girls with strong appeal formed a team, and there were quite a lot of people.
When Rogers saw who the members were, he couldn't help it, "Are you sure this is not your fan meeting?"
Lowes hummed, and asked what fan meeting?
Rogers stuck.He is usually very free. Sometimes he sits in on Lowes' class, and sometimes he wanders around.This is not gossip in middle school, he knows a lot.
Among them, the most detailed one he knew was who liked Lowes and who didn't.
"Nothing." Rogers pinched his nose.
"I didn't bring any private goods!" The leading girl emphasized, "We know that you went to fill out the application form for the preparatory class this morning. These are intended to apply to universities.
Erce, you can't keep your secrets in the second half of the semester.Let's make progress together! "
"It also gives us a chance to try to get into the same school as you~" the girl winked.
Lowes was as gentle as usual, "Really? Then let's do a survey today and write anonymously the colleges you want to go to. I just haven't decided where to go, so you can give me a reference."
"Afterwards, I asked someone to get the admission line for the past years. Let's roughly set a goal and work hard together?"
"I agree!" The girl was the first to raise her hand.
Lowes has said so, and almost no one in the group disagrees.
Rogers looked at Lowes in the center of the crowd and smiled slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
Disbanded on the first day with nothing to do, Lowes drove his orange truck with his bag on his back.
He thought the color was beautiful, and he didn't care much about the brand.Rogers felt that this car was convenient for him to tow large things.
"Where do you want to go?" Rogers looked at him counting the notes of those people, and the short sentences of confession mixed in them from time to time. They were still anonymous, but the handwriting was different, and it was obvious that they were not alone.
"I don't know." Lowes divided the notes into two stacks and put them in a box for himself.
Rogers tilted his head, "I thought that all... people like boys like football captains."
Lowes hummed casually, paused, and narrowed his eyes.He remembered that Rogers was a bean sprout before he was soaked in serum, and he didn't attract girls.
"Are you jealous?" Lowes probed.
Rogers froze for a moment, "What? Me? Jealousy? What kind of jealousy? Are you kidding?! What kind of jealousy am I! What kind of jealousy can I be? A group of hairy... Uh, girl."
Lowes snorted, "Well, no."
Rogers... "I really don't."
"I see."
Before bedtime, Lowes yawned and his eyes were foggy.
"I'm really not jealous."
"...Steve, sleep."
The author has something to say: American and domestic high schools are not the same, and the settings of each school are also very different, and there are differences between public and private schools [抱头
Their high school has a difference between three years and four years (all information is found on the Internet, and I have not found the basic education situation in the United States during this time period, so forgive me if there are discrepancies and bugs).The three years are for those children who plan to work after graduating from high school, and the year of more than four years is to prepare for entering higher education.
So Year 12 here is more of a high school to university transition year.I set it as a voluntary application, but what exactly happened... I don't know [wiping face
Moreover, they seem to have to go through a year of preparatory studies before entering the university.
=======================================
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