Chapter 460 Enrollment

The noise of various dialects mixed in with the crowds of people came into his ears. Wang Yan casually pushed away the hand that was about to be placed on his shoulder. After opening his eyes and scanning the surroundings, he turned back and smiled: "Sorry, I was distracted."

A white and fat boy wearing glasses behind him smiled innocently: "It's normal. Anyone who sees so many girls will be distracted."

This boy with an honest face had a throbbing heart. Wang Yan responded with a sentence, turned around, picked up the luggage under his feet and walked forward a few steps to catch up with the team.

After confirming that the environment was safe, he began to accept the identity information assigned to him this time.

Wang Yan, 18 years old, was from the Northeast. His parents unfortunately passed away. They had some family assets from reselling during their lifetime. They left him 200,000 yuan and an old house in his hometown. He had no relatives or friends, but under the care of the street community, he persevered. He passed the college entrance examination with excellent results and was admitted to the Department of Architecture of Southeast University in Jinling. Today is August 30, 1994, the day for freshmen to report for admission.

The information is very simple. As expected, both parents died, leaving a very considerable amount of wealth in this era, enough for him to live a carefree life for a few years. After all, at this moment, the average annual income per capita is only 5,000 yuan, and the monthly income is only more than 400 yuan. This is still per capita. After all, the data is never as much as this average. So his 200,000 yuan is still quite powerful in this era. It is far from 20 years later, when 200,000 yuan can't even buy a toilet.

After receiving the information, Wang Yan relaxed and gave people a lazy feeling.

How many times has this been to school? He recalled boredly, but he didn't remember anything. He has experienced too much, and the last time was a hundred years. Although his spirit is very high and his memory is extremely strong, he is also deliberately forgetting. Remembering too much is not a good thing. When he is alone, it is always easy to play movies. If he hadn't been fighting against his spirit and constantly learning to strengthen his self-cultivation, he would have been schizophrenic.

After thinking about it for nothing, he gave up the action of causing trouble for himself. He thought about it casually. If he didn't remember it, he wouldn't think about it. If he really remembered it, it would be a past event that happened a long time ago, which always made him a little depressed. Now he is an 18-year-old flower of the motherland...

I looked around the whole place with interest, watching the students chatting in several teams. There were many people, all of whom came to report on the first day of reporting. There were many reasons, including the urging of parents, the yearning of students for college, the long journey, the lack of confidence of never going far away, and the need to reserve some time in case of any unexpected delays on the way. Few people would take the initiative to report on time calmly.

After all, the reporting was divided into majors. The name of the department was written on the banner of the boss. There were counselors and sophomores who came to school early, as well as various officers of the student union who were ready to help at any time. The processing speed was quite fast.

A man with glasses and a thin body and split hair called out: "Show me the notice."

Wang Yan cooperated and handed over the notice that he had already held in his hand. The man compared the notice, muttered Wang Yan's name, looked for it in the list on the table, and repeated tirelessly: "My name is Zhao Yanbin, and I am the counselor of your architecture department. You can find me if you have any questions in the future."

Then he talked about paying tuition, dormitory buildings, etc., took a note, and let Wang Yan go.

Carrying his own luggage, he went to pay tuition and got the dormitory key. Wang Yan walked slowly under the tree-lined avenue in the campus with his luggage, looking at the students who were struggling to walk with their luggage.

Unlike later, when many parents sent their children to college, most of the people on campus at this time came by themselves, and it was rare to see parents sending their children here. And those who came with their parents, judging by the accent, many of them were from surrounding areas. There were really few people who sent their children from far away places.

Just as he was walking towards the dormitory, he saw a man with long hair, a round face, and a Hong Kong-style floral shirt, walking towards him with a smirk on his face, followed by another man with side-parted, waxed hair.

Of course he knew these two people, the one in front was Zhang Kai, and the one behind was Xu Kaiyang. He paused and looked back. Sure enough, the female classmate in between had her hair tied into two tufts, was wearing overalls, white shoes, and carrying her luggage on her shoulders, while looking at the surrounding environment with curiosity. It was Zheng Wei or someone else.

At this moment, Zhang Kai walked up to him and said, "Hello, classmate. Are you a freshman? Which department are you from?" He even extended his hand while speaking.

Zheng Wei reached out her hand and shook his, laughing: "I'm a civil engineer."

Zhang Kai naturally reached out his hands, holding Zheng Wei's hands tightly, and shook them happily: "I happen to be your senior. I'm one year older than you, but we graduated together. You studied for four years, and I studied for five years."

At this point, he felt Zheng Wei's discomfort, and naturally loosened his hands again, took out a business card from his pocket and held it in front of him: "This is my business card, my name is Zhang Kai."

"Zhang Kai?" Zheng Wei repeated, stretched out his hand to take the business card, looked at the title on it, and laughed: "Where are you open?"

After a pause, Zhang Kai laughed: "I can open anywhere."

At this time, Xu Kaiyang stepped forward and squeezed Zhang Kai, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Xu Kaiyang."

Youth is just right. In memories, this sunny and green road, with a hint of youthful acquaintance, is always so beautiful and unforgettable.

Wang Yan ignored them, turned around and carried his things and continued walking. Behind him were Zhang Kaiyang and Xu Kaiyang, who were laughing and joking in front of the girl, showing off their humor.

As expected, after walking for a while, a beautiful figure wearing a white skirt and long black shawl hair attracted a lot of attention. With a smile on her face, she trotted towards him. Their eyes met, and he smiled and nodded.

Ruan Guan was a little strange. She didn't know this person, but out of politeness, she still smiled with her white teeth and ran away.

Wang Yan turned back again and looked past Xu Kaiyang, who was chasing Ruan Guan with his open eyes. Zheng Wei, who was a little unhappy, watched Ruan Guan run into the distance, have close contact with Zhao Shiyong, and then pedaled his bicycle. Zhao Shiyong held his waist and walked away.

I still have to sigh with emotion for my living father Wei Li. She used to be the money-worshiping girl who chased material things, but now she is an innocent girl who follows men wholeheartedly. One face, two personalities, different styles, interesting...

Shaking his head and smiling, he continued to carry his luggage and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

The male and female dormitory buildings are not separated into two places, they are all in one area. At this time, new students are entering the school and old students are returning. It is really lively. His dormitory is building three, on the third floor, No. 12 facing south.

Because it is the turn of summer and autumn, and it is located in the south, the weather is hot and dry. There is no condition to install air conditioning at this time, even if this is a university in the front row of China. Therefore, the doors and windows of each dormitory are wide open to let in the cool breeze from the north and south. In the same way, their noisy voices gathered together, making the corridor buzz like a vegetable market.

Facing the house number, I looked for my dormitory among the shabby dormitories that were rarely clean. Soon he arrived at the dormitory where 310 was written. Wang Yan glanced inside casually and saw a long-haired male student with a droopy face and a dying look, wearing a white shirt, sitting upright at the table. Write and draw beside me, find peace in the midst of the noise, and remain unmoved.

The protagonist in the play, winner in life, and future outstanding architectural designer, Chen Xiaozheng. He really always looked like he was dying, with a droopy face, as if someone owed him money, and he always looked bitter and resentful.

After finding 310, can 312 be far behind? Of course it's not far, it's right next door.

The door of 312's dormitory was also wide open. In sharp contrast to the dormitories after him, the dormitory was much cleaner. The dormitory was a quadruple room. When he stood at the door, he saw three boys inside who were talking, laughing and packing their things. They all looked over.

"It's you. I didn't expect such a coincidence. Come in, come in. Brother, the beds are on a first-come, first-served basis. Now we only have the lower bunk here. I'll be on top of you. Is that okay?"

The person who spoke was the honest little fat man who had a youthful and restless heart when he was queuing up earlier.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same everywhere." Wang Yan carried the things into the house and threw them on the lower bunk.

The room is not big, with a table next to the window and two double beds with bunk beds on both sides. There was an iron cabinet for valuables standing at the door, and there was a table. There were mops, brooms, dustbins, and trash cans in the corners.

Watching Wang Yan pack his things, the three of them continued to work. The little fat man said, "My name is Sun Mingbo, from Luzhou, Anhui Province. What's your name, brother?"

"My name is Wang Yan, and I'm from the Northeast. Where are you?" Wang Yan looked at the two boys on the bed opposite.

A tall, muscular boy with a dark complexion, a square face and an honest look on the lower bunk was the first to speak: "My name is Zhou Jianjun, from Lu Province."

His upper bunk guy was the opposite of him. He was short and thin, with acne on his face. He looked a bit wretched: "My name is Wang Kang, from Yu Province."

The accents of these two boys are quite strong, but for now, in two years they will be able to change according to their living environment.

In comparison, the family conditions of both of them should not be very good, because the clothes they wear are not very good and very old-fashioned. On the other hand, the fat guy named Sun Mingbo looks clean and must be in good condition.

Although it is only 1994, the spring breeze of openness has already spread throughout China. In the past, everyone's life was on the same level, but gradually it has been divided into levels and classes. But fortunately now, there is not a big gap. Otherwise, whether it is Zhou Jianjun who looks cheerful or Wang Kang who is a little unconfident, he will start to feel inferior. After all, it is such a big campus, and it is conceivable how hard it was for those students of a certain age group who were looking at them today to come here from their hometown.

It turns out that people of the same age are not only good at studies, but also handsome, have good family conditions, and can also have sex... It's very exciting. Once the Taoist mind is confused, it is easy to go astray and go astray.

"My family." Wang Yan looked at Wang Kang with a smile, and found that his features were quite good-looking, but there was no flesh on his face, and he was still handsome with pimples and acne. He thought for a while and said, "I have traditional Chinese medicine. "The acne on your face is caused by a defect in the internal organs and an imbalance of yin and yang. Do you want me to prescribe you two doses of medicine to treat it?"

Um? Hearing this, the three of them looked at Wang Yan together, and then Sun Mingbo and Zhou Jianjun looked at Wang Bo in the upper bunk, looking at the pimples on his face.

Sun Mingbo said: "Is it possible? What if I get drunk?"

This is for Wang Yan's good, after all, no one knows who, and they will prescribe medicine to people without saying a word. They are things that are taken into the mouth, and they are all kinds of medicine. If something goes wrong, people's lives are at stake.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, and looked at Wang Kang: "I can't guarantee whether it will work, but it will definitely not damage the body. When I was a child, my father prescribed medicine to people, and it was not a big problem. The medicine doesn't cost much, and there is one Just a few dozen yuan. I'll pay for it first. If it doesn't work, it's mine. If it works, just give me the money."

He has never been a bad person, especially when he rushes to treat people when they first meet him. He didn't do it for any other reason than to feel comfortable. We have to live together for another four years. If nothing happens, the acne on Wang Kang's face will never go away. Some of them burst naturally, some of them were red dots, and there were a lot of them. It was a bit excessive to have a face on the bag, but it was really a lot, and it bothered him to look at it every day. If he can't cure it, then forget it. The key point is that he can cure it and it's easy, so of course he can solve it easily. Being kind to others and being kind to yourself is a good deed.

Hearing his words, Wang Kang only hesitated a little and nodded in approval: "Then I'll trouble you, but no matter whether it can be cured or not, I will give you the money."

No one wants to wear a bag on their face, and it doesn’t look good. Now that I have the opportunity, I swear to it, but the most important thing is that I don’t have much money. Although it costs dozens of yuan, which is a lot of money for him, he can do it if he only needs to eat steamed buns for half a month. If your face is really cured, it will be cost-effective no matter what.

Wang Yan didn't say any more. It's good for the child to be strong: "I'll clean it up later and I'll show it to you. Then go to the drugstore to buy medicine. Find a place to boil the medicine for you. I'll drink it today."

There is no medical qualification examination yet, and there are many barefoot doctors in the countryside, so his words still have some credibility. And people can't run away, and they can be found if something goes wrong. This is the reason why Wang Kang basically agreed without much thought.

After deciding on this matter, several people were busy working on their own, communicating and getting familiar with each other. No matter whether the university is good or bad, the communication at the beginning usually starts with scores, to see what kind of players they are, and to have an idea.

Wang Yan occasionally talked to those three boys. He can do it very easily, talking as little as possible, maintaining the atmosphere, and after it is over, people still feel that he is very active and a good person. This is a huge gap in rank. There is no way, if there are levels in life, if the full level is one hundred, he will get one hundred and two.

The things that the living father equipped were a suitcase and a large Persian bag. The suitcase contained clothes and shoes, and the large Persian bag contained a new bedding and pillows, as well as quilt covers, pillow covers, and so on. At this moment, no school has uniformly purchased bedding and distributed them, so they all bring their own.

Fortunately for him, he didn't have all the toiletries and so on, and he had to buy a lot of things again. But Wang Kang and Zhou Jianguo were really good at leading them. At first glance, the quilt is newly made, and the quilt cover is still festive. At first glance, it is the one left at the bottom of the box when my parents got married. There are also basins, lunch boxes, and toiletries. Everything is available. It is obvious that the parents carefully prepared everything when they arrived. Nowadays, if a college student can be born, such as Southeast University, that is definitely the hope of the whole village and the best wishes of the parents.

Nowadays, college students are still very valuable. Graduation packages are provided and they are an iron rice bowl. They have no worries about food and drink and have a bright future. But unfortunately, their timing was not very good. In 1996, distribution packages were no longer implemented, and self-employment was required. But no matter what, it is still enough for college students now.

In fact, even in the future, when graduation is the most difficult time every year, the difficulty for students from such good universities is never to find a job, but to find the job of their choice. They can't make ten thousand if they want, but it's not a big problem if they want to make five thousand. As for students in ordinary schools, the difficulty is that they can't earn seven or eight thousand, but they can make three or four thousand.

Only a rubbish junior college like the one he attended was probably only better than Pheasant University in reality. It would be really difficult for someone who graduated from such a school, and it would be very difficult to find a serious job. Of course, you really can’t blame anyone. You know what you want to learn and how much you pay.

"Come, let me take your pulse."

After finishing cleaning up quickly, Wang Yan sat on the bed and waved to Wang Kang who was on the upper bunk on the other side.

Hearing this, not only Wang Kang, but also the little fat boy Sun Mingbo quickly got out of bed and made it to Zhou Jianjun's bed. The two of them watched with curiosity as Wang Yan took Wang Kang's pulse in a decent manner and felt this Hand, touched that hand again, and asked questions at the same time, it seemed like the same thing.

It was also at this time that Wang Kang, who had previously reported to give it a try, felt that it might really be cured, because the situation Wang Yan asked about was consistent with his feelings. At first glance, he had two brushes, and he was not bragging to deceive others.

Within a few minutes, after asking about the situation, Wang Yan took out a pen and paper and started writing a prescription.

Putting the paper in his pocket, he said: "It's not a big problem. It will take effect in half a month, and it will be completely gone in about two or three months. Let's go, let's go out to buy medicine, and I will buy a pot or something."

"I'll buy it too, let's go together." Sun Mingbo pulled the naive Zhou Jianguo: "You have nothing to do. Let's go out together. It's noon. Let's find a place to have a meal in a restaurant. I'll treat you."

Zhou Jianguo said he wanted to see the campus, but Sun Mingbo enthusiastically pulled him out. This guy is not bad. He can also see that the conditions of Wang Kang and Zhou Jianguo are not good, and he is quite considerate in his words. He acts like a big brother and takes care of everyone.

Of course, Wang Yan had no idea about Sun Mingbo's control over 312. This kid is ambitious. He will definitely actively participate in class cadres, student unions, clubs, etc. It's good to have such a guy. He usually rushes to participate in anything and has a strong desire to show off. Of course, his performance is not in vain. His resume is very good when he graduates.

The four of them went together, locked the dormitory door, left the school happily, talked and laughed, and went out to wander on the street.

Jinling is such a royal capital. Wang Yan has certainly been there before, but there is a difference in time and the time he has experienced, so he doesn't know which is which. So the four of them are basically at the same level. They rely on asking for directions and walking for transportation. They are also young. They are sweating profusely under the hot sun in late August, but they still walk vigorously.

They didn't take the bus because Wang Yan said he wanted to stroll around and see this city where he will live for four years. Although the other three thought it was stupid, after all, they have to live there for four years. When can't they see it? When can't they see it? But they still followed stupidly.

Wang Kang was referring to the treatment of the pimples on his face. Zhou Jianguo was in good health and had worked hard at home. Sun Mingbo was a little scared of Wang Yan, and he didn't know why.

This was very simple. Wang Yan always had the power to make people believe in him. He only needed to show a little bit of his arrogance.

After asking for directions, the few people found a Chinese medicine clinic to buy medicinal materials, and asked them to help boil them. They also agreed to come back to trouble them for help in the future. After all, it was not a prescription, and there was no way to do it at school.

It took several hours to boil the medicine. Taking advantage of this time, the few people found a small restaurant nearby and had a full meal. It was paid by Sun Mingbo. Wang Yan didn't say anything, and Wang Kang and Zhou Jianguo didn't say anything. Because Wang Yan, who was rich, didn't say anything, the two of them didn't have much to be polite about.

After dinner, they went to a nearby supermarket to buy some toiletries, as well as basins, lunch boxes, etc., and then strolled back to the pharmacy to boil the medicine.

While waiting for the medicine to cool down, Wang Yan pretended to be cool in front of the three boys. He exchanged medical skills with the owner of this Chinese medicine clinic, a standard white-bearded old man.

In fact, they had already exchanged simple ideas when buying medicine before, otherwise the old man would not agree to use medicine blindly and read the prescription, so they exchanged medical skills.

After Wang Kang pinched his nose and swallowed the whole bowl of medicine in one gulp, the three of them took the bus back to school.

They had a not-so-delicious dinner in the cafeteria and chatted until after nine o'clock. Finally, there were no female classmates hanging around in the corridor. Anyway, I don't know what happened originally. When he watched a movie, men and women came and went casually. Now that he really came, it was justified...

In front of the three boys again, Wang Yan dragged off his clothes and pants, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, a towel around his neck, and a plate in his hand. He staggered out of the dormitory and walked towards the bathroom.

There was no way, he didn't want to. Normal men, in the final analysis, still admire strength. His muscles are there, cut by a knife, smooth and natural. He doesn't need to show them off deliberately. In such an era where aesthetics are not weak, in such a university dormitory full of young and passionate young men, it is impossible to avoid the envy and jealous eyes of others.

At the same time, it is indeed less troublesome. After all, his height and muscles can ensure that the young men who are restless and passionate can talk to each other calmly. It can be said that he opened up the situation in this dormitory building with his muscles, became famous, and stood out.

"Hey, brother, this tendon meat is good, have you practiced it?"

As soon as I walked out of the dormitory door, I saw a long-haired man who was also shirtless and wearing shorts in the room next door. He greeted with amazement, and it was Zhang Kai. Of course, Xu Kaiyang was indispensable behind him. After all, at this time, those who have fun will make an appointment to wash together...

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