The young man who came to call the man with glasses to dinner last night came over and helped the man with glasses carry his bag.

Ding Zhiyuan saw that Rinchong only carried two bags and no luggage. He was surprised and said: "You just take these things?"

Ren Chong said: "My aunt is in Jinling, I will join her."

After leaving the station, the man with glasses shook hands with Ding Zhiyuan and said goodbye: "Comrade Xiao Ding, nice to meet you. Goodbye."

Ding Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I'm not very kind. I didn't even say my name. If I want to brag about you in the future, I don't know where to find him."

The man with glasses laughed and said: "I will go to Jinling University to find you when I have time."

As soon as the bespectacled man left, Gao Qilin immediately grabbed Ding Zhiyuan's luggage and said warmly: "Comrade Xiao Ding, please wait a moment. I'll call the company and ask the company to send a car to take you to school."

"Oh, Brother Gao is so polite. No, no, no, it's too much trouble to come back and forth."

"It's just a phone call, very quick."

A polite corporal must have a plan.

Ding Zhiyuan was still unclear about the other party's purpose, so he could only deal with it in a coquettish manner: "Brother Gao, I understand your intentions. When I settle down, I will learn to drive from you.

Hey, I've even seen the reception desk of Jinling University, Xiao Ren, from Nanjing Normal University is right next to it."

"Hey, who are you calling Xiao Ren?" Breathing the fresh air, Ren Chong was in a good mood and had no intention of seriously arguing with Ding Zhiyuan.

Seeing Ding Zhiyuan's insistence, Gao Qilin stopped talking and helped him carry Li to the reception desk of Jinling University, then said goodbye and left.

Ding Zhiyuan and Rinchong successfully connected with their respective schools, and then got on the buses rented by Nanjing University and Nanjing Normal University respectively.

"Ding Zhiyuan, remember to contact me often."

"I'm very busy."

Ren Chong stuck his head out of the window and waved his fist at Ding Zhiyuan: "If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple!"

Ding Zhiyuan smiled and said: "I know, keep in touch."

At this time, Jinling University only had one Gulou campus, and the Pukou campus had not yet started construction. As for the Xianlin campus, it would have to wait until twenty years later.

After the bus leaves the train station square, it goes around Xuanwu Lake, turns onto the north-south Central Road, passes through Xuanwu Gate and Drum Tower, and arrives at Hankou Road.

I got out of the car with my handbag on my shoulder and quickly found the check-in office of the Earth and Ocean Department.

Ding Zhiyuan could still vaguely tell who they were from the young faces of his sophomore seniors, but he had almost forgotten their names.

The political counselor is also there. His name is very distinctive and he cannot forget it.

The last name is Cao and the given name is Jiang.

People looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, Cao Jiang was under the shade of a tree.

Wearing a red vest, a pair of large white pants, blue slippers, a cigarette in his mouth, a towel around his neck to wipe sweat, and his hair is a little flowing.

Imagine how Mr. Xing is dressed in "Shaolin Soccer", except that Cao Jiang looks a little less awkward than Mr. Xing.

Cao Jiang is in his second year of graduate school this year and has only been a counselor for Ding Zhiyuan for one year. He will go to Canada to study next summer.

Both of them like to play basketball and had a good relationship in their previous lives.

In order to live more comfortably in the next year, you must have a good relationship with Cao Jiang so that you can ask for leave.

After registering, Ding Zhiyuan put the quilt on the leg of the table and walked towards Caojiang with his luggage bag.

"Senior, thank you for your hard work." Ding Zhiyuan took out a cigarette and handed one over.

Cao Jiang was a long-time smoker. When he saw someone offering him a cigarette, he subconsciously took it and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to touch the match, he heard a sharp click and a little orange flame accurately came to his mouth.

After taking a nice puff of cigarette, Cao Jiang looked at Ding Zhiyuan.

Hey, this guy is quite tall and strong, he is a good material for playing basketball.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard the other party say: "Senior, are you good at playing basketball?"

Cao Jiang raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "How do you know?"

Ding Zhiyuan laughed and said: "The calves are slender and the Achilles tendons are well developed. If I hadn't practiced playing basketball frequently, I would have pulled off my head and kicked it as a ball!"

When Cao Jiang heard this, he was immediately scratched. My dear friend, this kid is pretty good and has a lot of vision!

He patted Ding Zhiyuan on the shoulder and said: "Looking at your physique, you often play basketball, right? What position?"

"I can play in any position. I'm just messing around. I can't compare with my seniors." Ding Zhiyuan said modestly, "What's your last name, seniors?"

"My name is Cao Jiang, Cao, Cao Cao, the Yangtze River, you can just call me Lao Cao."

"It turns out to be senior Cao. This surname is quite rare, but the name is good. Cao Jiang is an official name in the Ming Dynasty. He was responsible for training naval forces on the Yangtze River."

Ding Zhiyuan copied Cao Jiang's explanation from his previous life, otherwise he would not have known that there was an official name in the Ming Dynasty called "Cao Jiang".

And he also knew that Cao Jiang was named by his grandfather, who was an old navy man.

"Hey!" Cao Jiang was really shocked now. He was the first person to reveal the origin of his name when they met.

He gave a thumbs up to Ding Zhiyuan and said: "It's a bit insightful! My grandfather gave me this name. By the way, what's your name? Which major?"

"Ding Zhiyuan, majoring in cartography."

"I major in urban planning and am in my second year of graduate school this year. I am your counselor."

"Oops!" Ding Zhiyuan pretended to be frightened, "I'm sorry, sorry, fuck the teacher!"

Cao Jiang hit Ding Zhiyuan's chest and said displeasedly: "What do you call me teacher? I call you Lao Cao!"

Ding Zhiyuan hesitated and said: "This..., OK, Lao Cao calls you kind."

Cao Jiang said happily: "Not bad, not bad. When you settle down, let's go to the basketball court to practice."

"Okay." Ding Zhiyuan achieved his goal, hiding his merit and fame, "Lao Cao, I'll leave first. By the way, I live in dormitory 206."

A senior asked to help Ding Zhiyuan carry his luggage, but he quickly declined.

If she is a beautiful senior, I can still consider it, and you, a grown-up man, can come to me, bah!

I carried my luggage alone and found the dormitory by familiar routes.

The accommodation conditions on the Gulou campus are not generally poor, but very poor.

There are 8 beds placed up and down in the small room, and 4 tables are placed in the middle aisle. You have to walk sideways.

There is no electric fan or air conditioning.

The wooden windows are rotten, and the holes are blocked with newspapers.

Today is August 30th, and most of the roommates haven’t arrived yet. Including Ding Zhiyuan, there are only three of us.

I pretended to say hello to my old classmates and introduced myself to each other.

Wang Rui, a native of the northwest, doesn't have much meat on his body, so he soon became fond of the reputation of hemp stalk.

But the real person didn't show his face. This guy was extremely talented. Later, word spread, and all the female classmates in the class knew about it.

Wang Rui and Ding Zhiyuan are fellow students with master's degrees. After graduating from the Ph.D., Ding Zhiyuan stayed in school to teach, and he went to the Bureau of Surveying and Mapping.

After Ding Zhiyuan went to sea, the company's competent department happened to be the Bureau of Surveying and Mapping, and Wang Rui helped him a lot, and he has been a close friend for decades.

Xu Lixin, a native of Dandong, smells like corn stubble every time he talks.
Chapter completed!