"Jiang Ning, I heard from the senior students that we'll be split into arts and science tracks in our second year of high school."
Geng Lu poked Jiang Ning's back.
"Yes." Jiang Ning turned around.
A few strands of airy bangs fell across Geng Lu's forehead, a hairstyle she pulled off quite well, adding a touch of girlish sweetness.
"Are you going to choose the sciences or the arts?" Geng Lu awaited Jiang Ning's answer eagerly.
"Sciences, I suppose." While Jiang Ning was actually stronger in the arts, better suited to his exceptional memory,
the fact was that 80% of the students at Fourth Middle School chose the sciences, and in Yuzhou, not many opted for the arts program. He remembered that in the second year, out of twelve classes, only three were arts classes.
If Jiang Ning chose the arts track, he would have to be split from class eight, losing contact with many of his classmates.
Geng Lu happily said, "I'm choosing sciences too!"
