Chapter 7.1 - Night in Wellington (1)

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Ten days later, she submitted her choice between the liberal arts and science streams: liberal arts.

In fact, the rest of her grade had already divided into the two streams after first year of high school. The students in the advanced science stream class were handled specially only because they had a different curriculum from the rest and needed to complete the entire normal high school curriculum by the end of the first semester of second-year high school. Therefore, their selection between liberal arts and science was not confirmed until after second-year high school.

In their entire class, only four students selected the liberal arts stream, but their teacher still grieved and lamented about this and managed to persuade two of them to switch.

"Don't just look at the fact that you were second in the entire grade in the liberal arts examinations. I'm telling you, Jǐ Yi, your choices and paths that you can take are narrow if you choose the liberal arts stream. Anyone can take liberal arts. The science stream is what will provide you with big prospects." Inside his office, the head teacher of their class lectured Jǐ Yi, so frustrated he downed some water directly. "You even got extra credits because you have a special talent. It's such a shame! Just look at your class prefect. He was first in the liberal arts rankings, but he's still staying in our advanced science stream class, right?"

She persisted in her own decision. That afternoon, she moved her things and went to her new class.

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Her fellow students in the new class had all been together for a year already and were long familiar with one another, so when they saw this person from the advanced science stream class who just dropped in from the air out of nowhere, there more or less was some aversion to her. Moreover, Jǐ Yi had been in the advanced science stream class but had still ended up ranking second in the entire grade in the liberal arts examinations. That truly was quite humiliating to them, as people who had studied in the liberal arts stream for a year already.

In contrast, her new class head teacher was giddy with delight, thinking, finally, she had managed to poach this kid over.

When Jǐ Yi saw Zhao Xiaoying in the fourth row of the classroom, she was giddy with delight as well and winked at Zhao Xiaoying.

After a month of remedial lessons, the dates for the Chinese orchestra's cultural exchange in New Zealand were set.

They would leave at the end of August and return on September 10.

In regard to this, grumbling and cries of complaints had risen from all the teachers, who were worried that this would interfere with the students' time for their studies. However, for events like these, the school basically had no say because there were going to be some other young performing artists travelling together with them. It was actually a very large delegation going on this cultural exchange.

Prior to leaving, she still out of habit pulled out that little note from Jì Chengyang and began packing her things. Now that she was older, when she looked again at this luggage-packing list that had not a single thing missing, she even more so would discover how meticulous and thoughtful he was. Before Jǐ Yi's eyes could reach the last line, though, she stopped them, not daring to read those words that brought a blush to her face. Carefully folding up that note, she put it back into its proper place.

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The day she headed to the airport was an especially hot day.

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