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Even the cooking skills that Lu Miao thought she was good at was just like Jiang Haoyue said, it was not enough for her to survive, her cooking skills were very ordinary.
After a circle, Lu Miao, who was not smart enough, understood these superficial truths and understood his own lack of ability.
- She needs to read.
In the following year, Lu Miao returned to campus with the motivation to repeat the study.
The senior year was even easier than Lu Miao's senior year.
Her senior year of high school was going through every day, chasing her only hope, and the phone call from Jiang Haoyue was a life-saving straw.
In her senior year of high school, she quietly guarded a desk full of exam papers and textbooks, and lived a very fulfilling life. Somehow, time passed day by day.
In the next year's college entrance examination, Lu Miao performed exceptionally well, and his grades passed the first line.
Her first choice was the best university in their province, and she chose the unpopular veterinary medicine.
She was used to the voices of opposition from the family. They said that they did not tie her hands and feet. How should she choose or how to choose.
Lu Miao has always liked small animals.
Although Cong Cong has never raised any pets, she feels that the job of rescuing small animals is the job she yearns for in the future.
In July, the admission results came out, and she was accepted by her first choice.
Lin Wenfang and Lu Yongfei were not satisfied with her majors, but in general, it is a good thing to celebrate that their poor daughter can go to a good university.
"Going to university allows you to talk about boyfriends," Lin Wenfang said to Lu Miao.
She heard her mother's subtext, and if she didn't talk about it herself, when she was old, she would help arrange a blind date.
When he re-entered the university campus, Lu Miao was twenty years old.
She is a very slow tortoise, racing with her companions. She was already slow and crawled other ways.
Fortunately, Lu Miao crawled and crawled back. She clarified the path she was going to take next, maybe this could help her, and she could crawl more smoothly in the future.
As for the wrong path, Lu Miao did not gain anything.
She proves that she can live independently, that she can get into the ideal school with her hard work... Proving these, it shows that she is also capable. There is not a long and wide road between her and Jiang Haoyue. A chasm that cannot be crossed in a lifetime.
Unless he doesn't love himself.
It took two years to knock down the southern wall, and Lu Miao finally accepted Jiang Haoyue not loving her.
She was reconciled with her own will.
Chapter 68 Change
Shi Che never imagined that Lu Miao would take a part-time job as a tutor, teaching math to a first-year girl every weekend.
"How bad are your junior high school studies? Isn't this a misunderstanding?"
"I'm a college student now. Is it more than enough to teach junior high school math?"
Having said that, Lu Miao spends a lot of time preparing for lessons every week.
Before that, she hadn't taught anyone else's homework.
Occasionally, she explained to the students step by step on the paper, and would think of herself at her age, the person who taught her homework... He always spoke very little. Write down the steps to solve the problem.
After reading the scratch paper, she still did not understand, and asked him if he could explain it more clearly. He stopped writing to look at her, took the paper from her hand, and his calm gray eyes were like pools of water.
There has been no news from him for a long time.
What Shi Che didn't expect was that Lu Miao was in love.
The man's name is Li Zixian, an art student, the same age as Lu Miao, handsome and good at playing the piano.
Shi Che asked Lu Miao why he agreed to his confession, and she said, "He chased me very seriously."
Shi Che didn't believe it.
"You've never been short of people chasing you, can you be moved by being serious?"
"Well," Lu Miao counted with his fingers one by one: "He helped us fetch water in our dormitory, gave me delicious food, greeted me every day, used my name to arrange music when he confessed, and sang a love song all night long."
Shi Che raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"
"Yes," she laughed, "he is a talented person, and he is careful and attentive enough to me, otherwise what else would it be like?"
In fact, what Lu Miao said was right, otherwise what would happen?
At the beginning of a relationship, it is sincere enough to show goodwill to the object of your interest.
After a while, Lu Miao and her boyfriend asked Shi Che out for dinner.
Shi Che had seen his photos before, but the feeling of seeing the real person was still different.
Gold-rimmed glasses, blue-striped shirt, the young man smiles at the corners of his mouth, and his facial features are straight.
It was different from the melancholy temperament he had imagined earlier, Li Zixian was quite cheerful, even talkative.
A while ago, before the bench was hot, he had already started to help Lu Miao sterilize the tableware and chopsticks, and he also took into account her taste in all the dishes he ordered.
He called Lu Miao: Meow Meow.
"My Miaomiao loves spicy food, so I must order this one. But if you just eat spicy food, you will get hot. Would you like to add a baby dish?"
Shi Che felt goosebumps beside him.
Fortunately, Lu Miao still called Li Zixian "Li Zixian", otherwise he might not be able to swallow the meal.
He thought that Jiang Haoyue was already the type he hated the most, but Shi Che didn't expect this Li Zixian to be even worse than Jiang Haoyue.
In the final analysis, the thing that made him the most uncomfortable did not come from Li Zixian himself, but from Lu Miao's attitude towards Li Zixian - she didn't have any reluctance or resistance in the face of his affectionate title, her smile was real.
Shi Che liked Lu Miao before, but he gave up.
There is no regret in this matter. He admires Lu Miao and is as happy as her being a good friend. He doesn't have to chase after her... His giving up is to retreat in spite of difficulties.
It's like medicine that is unpleasant to drink. When he has a choice, he won't drink it; like a fight, there are many and strong opponents.