The next morning, Yang Liusu finished washing up and looked at the empty house. He couldn't help but show a self-deprecating look on his face. Is there no warm home, is it considered home?

He plans to move to the student dormitory and enjoy his college time.

The weather is just right today, neither cold nor hot, with wisps of breeze blowing.

There are also people coming and going at the entrance of Rongcheng University. Some of them have morning classes and some are for breakfast. When Yang Liusu arrived, she happened to meet Guo Yuwei, a familiar person.

She just glared at Yang Liusu, then hugged the book and ran into the school gate quickly.

Yang Liusu didn't care, and followed the instructions to the History Department.

The History Department is worthy of being a subject with poor students every year. Yang Liusu learned before that there were only 103 students in the History Department, and he was divided into three classes. He was assigned to Class 3.

The history department is also the least among all the girls. Of course, compared to the mechanical major, the history department is pretty good.

The first class was a big class, which was held together by three classes. They talked about bronzes from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Many people were already asleep. For them, staying up late last night and morning classes were used to make up for sleep.

Some people are taking notes with their laptops very seriously, while others are naturally looking at their phones and laughing stupidly. I don’t know if they are in love or something, they are like fools.

Yang Liusu basically glanced through these three classes with her eyes. Not many, there were only five girls, two girls were slightly fat, and one was very tall and looked a little northern tomboy. On the other side was naturally the girl with a small family in the south.

The moment Yang Liusu appeared, the teacher looked at him in surprise, but didn't say much. After all, he had been in class for more than half a year, and this student was a bit of a face-to-face student!

But this is what college is like. If you go to other classes to listen to classes without any trouble, the teacher will not talk about you.

Moreover, the point is not this at all. The point is that after a semester, the teacher can’t even see the students, so he doesn’t arrive every time when he calls the name. This is very normal in college.

There are several situations. The first is that I stayed up all night last night to play games and couldn’t get up the next day.

The second situation is that I can’t get up and don’t like to attend classes.

The third type is to have your own career and create a world in college.

......

After ringing the bell, Yang Liusu felt that she was wrong because another tall girl came in, carrying a cloth bag, and there was no book inside, but she looked OK, so this was the sixth girl in this department.

Yang Liusu found a seat to sit down. After all, he was not familiar with them and did not know who was in Class 3 of the History Department.

The teacher looks like an old pedantic, with black-framed glasses, white hair, and a lot of stubbornness. It’s not that he didn’t repair it, but that he looks very knowledgeable.

"Okay, let's start calling the name. The person you clicked stood up and sat down, and stood up twice when you didn't attend this time."

Everyone below said, "It's such a trick, I'd have gone to find a substitute if I knew it."

In fact, how to say the substitute class! This is a product that conforms to the development of the times. Because some people need this thing, it appears.

Maybe the person the teacher ordered in one semester did not call this name at all, but only came for the substitute fee.

University is a place to learn knowledge and exercise one's own abilities, but not everyone thinks so.

"Lee Hyo-ri!"

"arrive."

"Niu Dehua!"

"arrive."

......

"Zhou Xingxing!"

"arrive."

"Yang Liusu!"

"arrive."

After the old professor called out this name, it was not only the old professor, but even all the boys and girls looked at him.

"I remember, I didn't have your name on the roster yesterday, right?"

Yang Liusu stood up: "I just came to this school yesterday."

"Uh, then okay, since you are a freshman, you can introduce yourself to everyone!"

"Okay, teacher. My name is Yang Liusu. Fireworks share the tassels in March. I am nineteen years old today. I like to ride the road and see the scenery. I am very happy to be classmates with everyone. I hope everyone can help and support each other in the future."

"Fireworks are in the tassels in March, how do you explain this sentence?"

Yang Liusu replied: "This sentence comes from the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The Yellow Crane Tower sent Meng Haoran to Guangling. An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks were in the March of Yangzhou. Fireworks were in March. Then you happened to be March of March of the lunar calendar. I was born on March of the first lunar month. I was born on March of the fireworks. I was born on March of the fireworks. I was born on March of the same day. I was born on March of the fireworks. I was named by my mother, which means the decorative spikes on the carriage. I hope I will be safe, small and peaceful all my life."

The old professor thought for a moment and replied: "Every mother hopes that their children can become talented, but she forgets that being ordinary is true. Only a peaceful life is safe. No matter whether the career you are engaged in is great or ordinary, it will make you feel at ease."

Seeing Yang Liusu still standing, the old professor said, "You sit down first!"

Yang Liusu nodded and became very dull after sitting down.

Yes, who doesn’t want their children to become dragons or girls to become phoenixes? Perhaps only their family just hopes to live a simple life and then live happily together.

It is not necessary to be rich or exciting, but to live an ordinary life becomes a luxury.

Perhaps from the death of my mother, to meeting Xiao Shi, and then leaving Xiao Shi, all the blows are caused by the unwillingness to life!

When he was trapped in memories, there were several people whispering in a low voice behind him.

The old professor turned around and looked at the boys sitting on the upper corner of the left and asked, "I said what made you so excited. Li Shuo, come and tell me."

A fat boy with glasses and white glasses behind Yang Lige stood up and said, "Professor, I'm sorry."

The main reason is that the old professor is so famous that he cannot help but feel angry.

The old professor's surname is Yao and his name is Yao Jili. He is the Taishan Beidou in China's history. He is also the deputy director of the Rongcheng Museum. He is a part-time professor at Rongcheng University. He only has two classes a week.

The old professor said expressionlessly: "I'm asking you, what are you talking about behind my back?"

Li Shuo looked at the people next to him, and nodded. Li Shuo said: "Professor, we are talking about a game, Jianwang 3, saying that the assassination star team of the Jiangshan Gang has completed an S-level secret realm!"

"Sword Net 3? Is that game from Xishanju?"

Li Shuo nodded and also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the old professor also knew the most popular game at present.

The old professor nodded before saying, "This game is of great help to understand the history of the Tang Dynasty, but some history is derailed, so don't be overly addicted to it."

"Is this acknowledgement with this game?" Li Shuo asked looking at a boy wearing glasses next to him.
Chapter completed!