A Liberal Arts Student's Self-Rescue

The heroine's perspective. The heroine and the hero work hard in their respective fields, and finally meet at the top. There is no description of the character's occupation. The heroine has done various jobs in a wide range of fields and refuses to label her. This article is about a female protagonist, so the male protagonist's perspective revolves around the female protagonist, not the love story. Ye Yubai: The first time he saw her was in the library. She was standing on tiptoes to pick up the math book he wanted. She was wearing a black down jacket with a ponytail and fluffy hair on her forehead, much like the kitten he had raised before; The second time I saw her was in the corridor of the first-year high school teaching building. Everyone else was sleeping and she was the only one reading quietly; The third time I saw her was on the bus. Her ponytail swayed as the bus moved. She stood up straight, wondering what she was thinking; The fourth time I met her was in the library. The two of them sat at the end of the last row of bookshelves. He taught her math problems, and she learned quickly; The fifth time I saw her was on the road. She was holding a shovel, and she was so heroic that she broke into his heart without allowing him to think. Later he graduated and didn't see her again for many years. Chen Qingqing: In high school, she became a liberal arts student with a few friends and a happy family. There was no throbbing of youth, only endless questions. At that time, she just wanted to get into a good university. College, studies, friends, love, competitions, internships, breakups, and graduation. She seemed to be outstanding, but also seemed to follow the rules, just like most people. After graduation, I was confused. Is this really what I want? Before I had time to think, I was pushed forward by the army of employment. I started working. I met many people and things, and my mind became much more mature. He walked forward step by step as if planned, and the words in his ears began to sound the same. "Then everyone is getting married. Qingqing, don't you have any plans yet? You won't forget Gu Hebei, right?" "Qingqing, you are going to attend a wedding next week. You should think about it quickly." ……… "Qingqing, why are you still doing math problems now? We don't need it for our work. Isn't it a waste of time?" "Qingqing, let the boys in the technical department do this kind of technical work. We girls are really inferior in this aspect." ……… She didn't know what she wanted and what she was still waiting for, being envied by many people. In the dead of night, she would occasionally be unable to sleep, and would look through the Penguin accounts from her childhood to her adult WeChat accounts on a whim. The years were either long or short. What surprised her was that there were traces of him everywhere in her online social network, which she had never noticed before. She remembered that he had helped her a lot in her studies before, but she didn't know when he had unilaterally withdrawn from her world... A slow-burning article, a long article, daily oriented, with a long foreshadowing, so work hard to write down the words~ Purpose: Break stereotypes.