Yanjing International Airport.

The passenger plane from Quhang landed slowly.

Zheng Qiuchan looked through the porthole and looked at the bustling city in front of her.

As a first-tier city in China, Yanjing has not only high-rise buildings and buildings, but also many old and dilapidated houses wherever you look.

Many years ago, Zheng Qiuchan studied here and waited for the man named Xiao Jianhan, now named Qinglong, for four whole years.

Zheng Qiuchan's impression of Yanjing was more of the campus corridors of Huaqing University and the dusty and noisy night market vendors outside the campus.

At that time, you could still see a lot of rock and roll youths, carrying guitars on their backs, with long hair, learning to sing Cui Jian, and wandering on the singing stages of various bars with their so-called dreams in mind.

The youth that was flying so wildly back then, now after so many years, those young people who were once full of enthusiasm and blood, have finally returned to the ordinary, disappeared among the crowd, and lived an ordinary life according to the rules.

Zheng Qiuchan's eyes were slightly sad, and she turned to look at Lin Yi beside her. Seeing Lin Yi closing his eyes to rest, he was slightly lost in thought.

"When you get to the place, don't run around."

Zheng Qiuchan gave an instruction, fearing that unnecessary trouble would be caused.

Before coming, she also called Zheng Jiayun to inform her. Zheng Jiayun's hesitant tone still lingered in Zheng Qiuchan's ears.

Sitting next to him, Zhao Shengping, Han Yuan and eleven other students from the Department of Mathematics of Jiangzhe University were sitting there.

Zhao Shengping looked over at Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi from time to time. His eyes could not be called friendly. He had a sprained foot and it still hasn't healed. Originally, Director Chen from the Department of Mathematics planned to bring them here in person this time, but

He had a temporary issue that needed to be dealt with, so he asked Zhao Shengping to lead the team.

A group of people walked out of the airport. Not long after walking, they saw a man wearing glasses holding a sign with a slogan welcoming Jiangzhe University, which was very eye-catching among the crowd.

Seeing that person, Zhao Shengping limped toward that side with a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, I am Zhao Shengping from Jiangzhe University!"

Zhao Shengping stretched out his hand.

"Hello, I am a volunteer for this national college student digital modeling competition. I will pick you up and take you to the hotel. All the rooms have been booked."

The man shook hands with Zhao Shengping. He looked handsome. He looked at Zhao Shengping and was even more surprised: "Teacher Zhao Shengping, I have heard of your name. When you went to our school to give a lecture, I also went

I’ve read it, and I especially like your paper “On the Practical Significance of Calculus” that you published in the Journal of Mathematics!”

"Trouble."

Zhao Shengping nodded, and after listening to the man's words, he couldn't help but straighten up a little, his face became more smiley, and he maintained the look of a leader.

Zhao Shengping is not a big shot in the mathematics circle, but he is relatively well-known. After all, he is a doctoral student at Jiangzhe University. In one year, he will become a doctoral supervisor and can take care of graduate students and doctoral students.

His status is not low, so there are many people who want to curry favor with him.

The words of the man in front of him gave Zhao Shengping enough face.

In order to ensure a good ranking in this mathematical model competition, the Mathematics Department of Jiangzhe University has been working hard during this period.

There are three people in groups, a total of four groups of twelve people. This formation also shows how much Jiangzhe University attaches great importance to this mathematical model competition.

"Isn't the number you reported before thirteen people? This...is two more?"

When everyone arrived at the parking lot, there were already many people sitting on the bus parked behind the man. He got on the bus and glanced at the empty seats, then turned and looked at Zhao Shengping and others behind him. He glanced at them one by one, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

: "I saw before that your Jiangzhe University Mathematics Department reported four groups plus one leading teacher. This seems to be two more. The seats... are not enough. There is one missing seat."

"Oh, yes, I am the teacher of Jiangzhe University's mathematical coefficient modular competition. I have led twelve students, a total of four groups of participating team members."

Hearing what the man said, Zhao Shengping nodded repeatedly, and then turned to look at Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi who were behind the team: "Then the remaining two, one is the counselor of the Horticulture Department of Jiangzhe University, and the other is the Horticulture Department.

s student."

"They are not considered to be from the Mathematics Department of Jiangzhe University."

When Zhao Shengping mentioned this, the students from other schools who had arrived in the car earlier looked at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan through the car windows.

"Department of Horticulture? Isn't this a digital modeling competition? People from the Department of Horticulture are here to plant trees."

"Are you planning to use the car?"

Some people in the car were already laughing, but a few boys were very moved when they saw Zheng Qiuchan's appearance.

The schools that can be personally arranged by the college student digital modeling competition team are all 985 and 211 double first-class universities. The quality of the students there is naturally very high, and the morale is also high.

As for schools with lower university rankings, you have to find a car and a place by yourself.

"Well... then Teacher Zhao, you go up first."

The man first nodded to Zhao Shengping, then walked a few steps quickly and arrived in front of Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi, with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, you two, our car is specially given to the students and teachers participating in this mathematical modeling competition.

prepare."

"So, if you come here to play, you may need to find a car by yourself. Also, we have only arranged rooms for thirteen people this time."

When he said this, he paused: "If you need to take a taxi, you can walk five hundred meters ahead. You can get a taxi there."

"Of course, the taxi fare is not reimbursed either."

As the man spoke, he pointed in one direction. From here, the queue for taxis could be seen as far as the eye could see.

"This is a special car for those of us in the Mathematics Department. Teacher Zheng and Classmate Lin, you'd better wait for the taxi. The queue doesn't look like there are many people. Besides, the taxi must be taller than us."

This bus is very comfortable."

In the car, Han Yuan stuck his head out of the car window and looked at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan with a loud voice.

"Yes, Teacher Zheng, Classmate Lin, you are not from our mathematics department, there is no need to go with our mathematics department."

"Speaking of which, it's not good to want to take a car and live in a hotel to travel. Teacher Zheng, as a teacher in our school, you must set an example."

Several students from the Mathematics Department of Jiangzhe University were also talking to each other at this moment.

They emphatically emphasized the words "suffering from the car", and these words fell into the ears of students from other schools. They looked at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan with a little more disgust.

They are all still students in the ivory tower, and with their high spirits, most of them still despise the phenomenon of eating and drinking with public funds in society.

Zheng Qiuchan frowned. She helped Lin Yi register, but he failed to pass the Mathematics Department of Jiangzhe University. Apparently, Director Chen of the Mathematics Department of Jiangzhe University did not report Lin Yi's name through the school this time.

Because of this, there was no problem with arranging his car or accommodation.

"It's okay, we can do it ourselves."
Chapter completed!