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Chapter Eighteen College Life Begins
Zhou Yuwen and Liu Na entered the gym after they separated.
The gymnasium was crowded, and all the students were clamoring for freshmen. On the east side of the basketball court was a row of small desks, each with a small sign in front of it, such as the School of Landscape Engineering, the School of Humanities, and the School of Economics and Management.
Zhou Yuwen found his class registration point and went to register.
There were still two registered students standing in front of the registration point, and Zhou Yuwen was waiting there.
The first two were girls, and they met while queuing, and then chatted with each other, peeking at Zhou Yuwen from time to time.
Zhou Yuwen just lowered his head and played with his mobile phone there. Finally, a girl couldn't hold back and asked Zhou Yuwen: "Are you also from the second class of garden engineering?"
"Ah? Yes." Zhou Yuwen nodded.
It was the first time that a girl approached a strange man, and she was a little embarrassed and her face was a little red. The main thing was that Zhou Yuwen didn't look like a freshman at all, and looked generous.
The girl introduced herself as Liu Yue and asked if Zhou Yuwen was reporting alone?
"Well." Zhou Yuwen continued to nod.
"Wow, you are amazing." Liu Yue said.
"It's not bad."
Zhou Yuwen obviously had no interest in chatting, just chatted briefly, and then quickly registered with the girl.
There were a few questions that Liu Yue didn't understand. The counselor spent a long time talking about it. Liu Yue didn't know what to fill in. Zhou Yuwen couldn't stand it any longer and said directly: "You are in this column. Just fill in the birthplace of your household registration book."
"Really?" Liu Yue asked the counselor uncertainly.
The counselor finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes!"
Then Liu Yue just filled out the registration form and looked at Zhou Yuwen gratefully.
Zhou Yuwen ignored her and started filling in his registration information.
The counselor was a slightly fat man, about twenty-four years old. He was white and clean and wore black-rimmed glasses. He looked like he had just graduated and had no social experience. .
Looking at Zhou Yuwen's neat appearance, tall and well-dressed, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He took the initiative to chat with Zhou Yuwen and asked where Zhou Yuwen came from.
Zhou Yuwen talked about his hometown.
"Oh, I thought you were local, you came alone?" the counselor asked handsomely.
Zhou Yuwen snorted and asked him, "Is it your first time as a counselor?"
"Ah?" Ying Jun was taken aback.
Zhou Yuwen filled out the information and said, "There's no need to tell the student so clearly, just tell him where to fill in and where not to fill in."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yuwen handed his registration form to Yingjun, who took it with a confused expression, oh oh, I always felt a little weird, but I couldn't tell where it was.
Zhou Yuwen filled out the list, said hello and left, Ying Jun looked at the list on the registration form, Zhou Yuwen?
This student...
Zhou Yuwen gave Yingjun a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell where he was, he could only say that he was different from other students.
Zhou Yuwen was assigned to an old dormitory building. This school was formerly a vocational and technical college. Later, the university town was rebuilt, and the whole school was overturned and rebuilt.
However, a guest house in the corner was a few years old. felt that it could be preserved, so kept it and converted it into a student dormitory. The facade is a bit like Jiangnan architecture, and the inside is warm in winter and cool in summer. The only downside is that this kind of old dormitory There are a lot of mosquitoes in summer.
Zhou Yuwen found his dormitory along the map, and by the way, he touched the school situation.
It occupies a smaller area than other schools, but for schools that are mainly agricultural, the landscape in the college can be done, and the surrounding trees are lush.
Behind the boys' dormitory is a tall Metasequoia forest.
In front is an open main road with two-ball plane trees planted on both sides.
After all, this male dormitory was formerly a guest house, so the surrounding environment is of course needless to say.
Zhou Yuwen went into the dormitory building with a bag on his back like some freshmen, registered with the dormitory manager, and paid a 20 yuan key deposit.
The dormitory said, "Keep this key safe, and the deposit will be refunded when you graduate."
Some students are joking, twenty dollars, who waits four years?
After all the formalities were completed, Zhou Yuwen went up to the second floor with the key and found his dormitory.
As soon as he entered the door, three pairs of straight eyes looked at him.
Good guy, Zhou Yuwen was the last to arrive.
There are four people in a dormitory, the configuration of the bed and the table, a dark and tall boy is making the bed there.
Another thinner, fairer boy was playing with his phone in his seat.
There is also a foreign boy, leaning against the window, holding a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, complaining with the mobile phone there a second ago, the school is trash, there are so many mosquitoes in the dormitory, how can get along with it? than at home.
This was Zhou Yuwen's first impression of the dormitory. It was probably the first day he came here, and he was not familiar with it, so after meeting each other, they did their own things and waited for Zhou Yuwen to come in.
The boy smoking by the window hung up the phone and greeted him warmly. The other two roommates also stood up and greeted each other after realizing it.
The boy who smokes is called Wang Zijie, a native of Beijing, and a famous brand. No wonder he says this place is garbage.
When he came up, he gave Zhou Yuwen a cigarette and asked in Mandarin with a northern accent, "Where are you from, brother?"
"Xu Huai." Zhou Yuwen took the cigarette and glanced at it. It was Xuan Hemen, and he knew a little about Wang Zijie's basic situation.
In addition to Wang Zijie, the other two also came to say hello. One was a dark man with a grin and a grin. He was from the Northeast and spoke with a strong hometown accent. His name was Liu Zhu.
The other boy was thin and didn't like to talk. He was wearing a pink T-shirt and his skin was an unhealthy white. He smiled reluctantly and introduced his name, Lu Cancan.
Liu Zhu grinned when he heard the name: "Why are you like a bitch?"
Wang Zijie covered his mouth and laughed when he heard this, but Lu Cancan could only barely smile after hearing this.
Zhou Yuwen introduced himself, and the four of them officially knew each other.
The next step was to chat casually. Liu Zhu asked the ages of the four people, and then ranked the first, second, and third over there. Zhou Yuwen neither agreed nor opposed.
To tell the truth, let a 30-year-old man play dormitory love again, he really can't play it. In his impression, the dormitory in the previous life did not say that he was the first and second.
Maybe this has something to do with Zhou Yuwen's upbringing environment. It is difficult for a child who grew up with a single parent to trust others, whether it is in the previous life or this life.
What Zhou Yuwen is thinking now is that when the manuscript fee for this month comes down, he will have about 150,000 or 60,000 in his hand, and see if he can take out a loan to buy a house first.
If he can buy it, Zhou Yuwen is ready to move out.