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On her way home from school, Lin Xu clutched her textbooks, reflecting on her earlier conversation with Ye Feng in front of the Honor Roll. A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. But then she suddenly remembered that they would be divided into different classes tomorrow, and her heart sank, feeling as heavy as lead.
"Ye Feng is right; grades aren't the only measure of a person," she murmured softly, her voice barely audible. "But... what should I choose?"
This question weighed on her heart like a massive stone, making it hard for her to breathe. As she pondered, a commotion ahead broke through her chaotic thoughts. Lin Xu looked up to see a crowd of students gathered around the Academic Affairs Office, resembling ants swarming around a piece of candy.
"Competition registration?"
She instinctively took a few steps forward to see what was happening but then halted, as if her feet were nailed to the ground. "With my grades... never mind," she chuckled bitterly to herself.
"Lin Xu."
A familiar voice called from behind, like a warm ray of sunshine dispelling the gloom in her heart. She turned around to see Ye Feng approaching her, holding a registration form and wearing his signature sunny smile.
"You... what are you doing here?" Lin Xu stammered, her heart racing uncontrollably like a startled deer.
Ye Feng smiled, revealing his white teeth. "Of course, I'm here to register for the competition. What about you? Are you here to register too?"
His eyes sparkled with anticipation. Lin Xu lowered her head like a child caught doing something wrong and mumbled, "I’m just... looking around."
She couldn't bear to meet his gaze, afraid he would see through her insecurities.
"Just looking around?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled. "Aren't you planning to sign up? The English Competition is perfect for you."
There was a hint of confusion and disapproval in his tone. Lin Xu suddenly looked up, surprise flashing in her eyes. "Perfect for me?"
She could hardly believe what she had heard.
"Of course," Ye Feng said earnestly, his gaze unwavering. "Your English notes are so well done, and your sense of language is quite good."
His words were like a pebble thrown into the calm lake of her heart, creating ripples that spread outwards. Lin Xu bit her lip until it turned pale.
"But... but my grades..."
She still lacked confidence; her grades were a thorn in her heart.
"Grades are just temporary," Ye Feng interrupted her, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "What matters is whether you have interest and determination."
His gaze was like a torch, igniting the long-extinguished flame within her.
Lin Xu was taken aback. She remembered the little poems she had secretly written in the corner of her notebook, those heartfelt thoughts penned in English, like pearls scattered in the river of her memories. Those verses were known only to her; they were whispers of her soul, a longing for beauty and a desire for freedom.
Just then, Teacher Cui Min emerged from the Academic Affairs Office, holding a stack of documents.
"Lin Xu, what a coincidence," Cui Min said, her voice as serious as ever. "Have you thought about your subject selection?"
Lin Xu instinctively glanced at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with a hint of desperation.
"I suggest you choose the sciences," Cui Min continued, her tone firm. "The prospects for science majors are better right now. Although your recent grades..." She hesitated, seemingly finding it difficult to continue.
"Teacher," Ye Feng suddenly spoke up, his voice booming and interrupting Cui Min's words, "I believe Lin Xu is more suited for Liberal Arts."
His statement was like a bombshell that stirred the crowd.
Cui Min paused for a moment, "Oh? Why do you say that?" She adjusted her glasses, looking at Ye Feng with curiosity.
"Her language skills are excellent," Ye Feng said confidently. "And she is very thoughtful. Have you read her essays? They are strong in expression and logic."
His words shone like a beam of light into Lin Xu's heart, filling her with warmth.
Lin Xu stared at Ye Feng in shock. She never expected him to speak up for her like this, nor did she think he had ever read her essays. Those essays were her most secret treasures, the refuge of her soul. She had never imagined that one day someone would cherish her words and understand her thoughts so deeply.
Cui Min frowned, "But fewer and fewer people are choosing Liberal Arts these days..." Her tone carried a hint of concern.
"Teacher," Lin Xu suddenly spoke up, her voice soft yet firm, like a seed breaking through the soil.
"I... I want to choose Liberal Arts."
Her voice echoed in the air, trembling slightly yet filled with unwavering determination.
The entrance of the Academic Affairs Office fell silent, all eyes turning toward the usually inconspicuous girl, expressions filled with surprise and confusion.
"Are you sure?"
Cui Min asked, uncertainty lacing her tone. "This could affect your future."
She tried to confirm again, after all, this was about a student's future.
Lin Xu bit her lip tighter, gathering her resolve. "Yes, I'm sure. And..."
She took a deep breath, as if summoning all her courage. "I also want to sign up for the English Competition."
Her voice was soft but clear, ringing in everyone's ears like a thunderclap that shattered the crowd's stillness.
Ye Feng broke into a warm smile, radiant as sunlight. He knew that Lin Xu had finally taken this step; it was the beginning of her bravery.
"But," Cui Min said hesitantly, her brow furrowed, "the English Competition requires that your monthly exam scores be within the top thirty of your class..."
Her voice was filled with helplessness; it was a strict requirement beyond her control.
"Teacher," Ye Feng spoke up again, his voice firm and powerful like a sword slicing through the air. "Give Lin Xu a chance. If she can make it into the top thirty this month, let her participate."
His gaze was filled with trust and expectation for Lin Xu.
Lin Xu looked at Ye Feng in astonishment. This requirement felt insurmountable to her, like an unreachable peak that made her tremble with fear. The top thirty—that was a height she had never dared to aspire to, a goal she couldn't even imagine achieving.
Cui Min pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded. "Alright, it's settled then. Lin Xu, if you can make it into the top thirty this month, I'll let you participate in the competition and agree to your choice of Liberal Arts."
Her words were like a decree, giving Lin Xu hope but also pressure.
On her way home, Lin Xu's feelings were incredibly complex, like a tangled ball of yarn that she couldn't unravel.
"Why are you helping me like this?" she asked Ye Feng, her voice tinged with confusion and gratitude. "What if... what if I can't pass?"
She still felt some anxiety; after all, it was a huge challenge.
Ye Feng stopped walking and looked at her earnestly, his eyes deep and bright like two twinkling stars. "Because I believe in you. Lin Xu, you are much stronger than you think."
His words flowed into Lin Xu's heart like a warm current, filling her with an overwhelming sense of warmth and emotion.
Under the moonlight, Ye Feng's eyes shone brightly, like two guiding lights illuminating Lin Xu's path. Lin Xu felt her heart skip a beat, as if a little deer was racing around inside her chest.
"I... I will do my best," she said, her voice soft yet filled with determination. This was her promise to Ye Feng and to herself.
"I know," Ye Feng smiled, his expression brimming with encouragement and trust. "Do you need me to help you with your studies?"
His voice was gentle and considerate, warm like a spring breeze. Lin Xu looked up in surprise.
"Really? Is that possible?" She could hardly believe her ears; it felt like a stroke of good luck had fallen from the sky.
"Of course, but... it might be tough," Ye Feng replied, aware that this would be a thorny path.
"That's okay!" Lin Xu said, her eyes sparkling with resolute light. "I'm not afraid of hard work." She was ready to endure hardships; for her dreams and future, she was willing to put in all her effort.
Seeing the determination in Lin Xu's eyes, Ye Feng suddenly felt that this girl had truly changed. The Lin Xu who used to keep her head down and shy away from speaking was slowly transforming, like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon, ready to soar high.
"Shall we start today?" Ye Feng asked, eager to help Lin Xu achieve her dreams.
Lin Xu nodded enthusiastically. "Yes!" Her voice was filled with anticipation and excitement.
The two entered a nearby study room, where Ye Feng began explaining the problems to Lin Xu. Time passed slowly; the study room was quiet except for the sound of pen tips gliding across paper, like a beautiful melody. Lin Xu's notebook was filled with dense notes, resembling golden fields of wheat—testaments to her diligent efforts.
"Lin Xu," Ye Feng suddenly broke the silence of the study room. "Do you know why I think you are suited for Liberal Arts?"
His voice carried a hint of curiosity. Lin Xu looked up, her eyes full of confusion, like a child eager for knowledge.
Ye Feng pointed at her notebook. "Because you don't just memorize answers; you always jot down your thoughts and feelings beside them. This way of thinking is more suited for studying Liberal Arts."
His words struck like lightning, illuminating Lin Xu's inner world.
Lin Xu froze. She had never considered that this so-called "bad habit" could actually be a strength. The words scribbled in the corners of her notebook were sparks of her thoughts, fragments of her soul, reflections of her understanding and insights about the world.
"Really...?"
She asked softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty, still unable to believe that her "flaws" could be appreciated by someone.
"Of course it's true," Ye Feng replied with a smile, his warmth radiating like sunlight.
"So, believe in your choices."
His words were like a calming pill, soothing Lin Xu's anxious heart.
Lin Xu felt her eyes welling up. For the first time in many years, someone truly understood her, supported her, and encouraged her. This person was not her parents, nor her teachers, but Ye Feng, someone she once thought was out of reach.
Suddenly, the light in the study room flickered, as if a mischievous child had blinked.
"Oh no, they're closing soon," Ye Feng said as he glanced at his watch.
"Shall we continue tomorrow?"
There was a hint of reluctance in his voice.
Lin Xu nodded and packed her bag. As she stepped out of the study room, she suddenly paused, as if she had something to say.
"Ye Feng..."
Her voice was soft and hesitant.
"Yes?"
Ye Feng turned around to look at her, concern filling his gaze.
"Thank you."
Though her voice was quiet, it was filled with sincerity and gratitude; it was a heartfelt thanks.
Under the moonlight, the girl's profile glowed with a faint blush, her eyes sparkling with determination like a brilliant pearl. Seeing Lin Xu like this stirred something within Ye Feng, a warm current flowing through his heart.
"You're welcome," he said gently, his tone as soft as a spring breeze.
"You deserve this."
He knew that Lin Xu was worthy of it all—her efforts, her perseverance, and her dreams all deserved respect, encouragement, and support.
People often say that the choices made at sixteen or seventeen can determine the direction of one's life. At that moment, Lin Xu had no idea how this seemingly simple decision about her Academic Affairs Office track would alter the trajectory of her life, triggering a series of chain reactions like the butterfly effect.
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