Wuyang Wuyang mixed with the noise of various dialects was heard. Wang Yan casually pushed away the hand that was about to rest on his shoulder. After opening his eyes and scanning the circle, he turned back and said with a smile: "Sorry, I got distracted."

A chubby boy in the back wearing glasses smiled naively: "It's normal, anyone who sees so many girls will be distracted."

This young man with an honest face has a heart that is always moving. Wang Yan responded, turned around, picked up the luggage at his feet and stepped forward to follow the team.

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

Wang Yan, eighteen years old, came from Northeast China. His parents unfortunately passed away. He had some wealth from buying and selling during his lifetime. He was left with 200,000 yuan and an old house in his hometown. He had no relatives or friends. With the care of the street community, he

Tenacious and progressive. I passed the college entrance examination with excellent results to the Department of Architecture of Southeast University in Jinling. Today is August 30, 1994, the day when freshmen are admitted.

The information is very simple. As expected, both his parents died, leaving behind a very considerable amount of wealth in this era, enough for him to live happily for a few years. After all, at this moment, the average annual income per capita is only 5,000, and he can only earn no more than 5,000 per month.

More than 400 yuan. This is still per capita. After all, the data is that he has never earned more than this average. So his 200,000 yuan is still quite powerful in this era. It is far from what it was more than 20 years ago.

Finally, 200,000 yuan could not even buy a toilet.

After receiving the message, Wang Yan relaxed completely, giving people a lazy feeling.

How many times has this been to school? He was boringly recalling it, but he couldn't recall anything. He had experienced too much, and the last time was a hundred years ago. Although his spirit was extremely high and his memory was extremely strong, he also deliberately forgot.

.Remembering too much is not a good thing. When he is alone, it is always easy for him to watch movies. If he had not been so hard on his spirit and kept learning to strengthen his self-cultivation, he would have suffered a schizophrenia.

After thinking to no avail, he gave up the act of causing trouble for himself. He thought about it casually, and if he didn't think about it, he didn't think about it. If he really thought about it, it was a past event that happened a long time ago, which always made him a little depressed.

.Now he is an eighteen-year-old flower of the motherland...

I scanned the audience with interest, watching the students chatting in several teams. There were many people, and they all came to report on the first day of reporting. This was due to many reasons, including the urging of parents, and students’ concerns about the university.

Yearning, the journey is far away, and you are not confident that you have never been far away. You should set aside some time in case there are any unexpected delays on the way. Few people will take the initiative and report on the spot calmly and calmly.

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

A thin man with glasses and a separate head said, "Show me the notice."

Wang Yan cooperated and handed over the notice he had already held in his hand. The man compared it with the notice, recited Wang Yan's name, searched for it on the list on the table, and repeated tirelessly: "My name is

Zhao Yanbin is the counselor of your architecture department. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me."

Then they talked about paying tuition fees, dormitories and so on. After getting a note, Wang Yan was asked to leave.

Carrying his luggage, he paid the tuition fees and received the keys to the dormitory. Wang Yan walked slowly along the tree-lined avenues of the campus with his luggage, looking at the students who were struggling to walk with their luggage.

Unlike later, when many parents came to college to send gifts, at this time most of the people on campus came on their own, and it was rare to see parents sending gifts. Moreover, those who came with their parents, many of whom came with accents from surrounding areas.

. From far away places, there are really not many people who send their children here.

Just as he was wandering to the dormitory, he saw a man with long hair, a round face, and a Hong Kong-style floral shirt. He walked toward him with a mean smile, followed by another man with side-parted hair.

Waxed people together.

Of course he knew about these two people. The one in front was Zhang Kai, and the one behind him was Xu Kaiyang. He paused and looked back. Sure enough, one of them had his hair tied into two bunches, wearing overalls, and was stepping on Xiaobai.

The female classmate, wearing shoes and carrying her luggage on her shoulders, was struggling to drag her luggage while looking at the surrounding environment with curiosity. It was either Zheng Wei or someone else.

At this moment, his eyes flashed, he opened his eyes and stepped forward: "Hello, classmate, are you a freshman? Which department are you in?" He extended his hand as he spoke.

Zheng Wei reached out and shook his hand, hehey: "I'm from civil engineering."

He went up with his hands open naturally, grabbed Zheng Wei's hand and shook it happily: "I happen to be your senior brother. I am one year older than you, but we graduated together. You studied for four years, and I studied for five.

Year."

At this point, feeling Zheng Wei's discomfort, he naturally let go of his hands, 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."

"Open?" Zheng Wei repeated, reached out to take the business card, looked at the title on it, and said with a smile: "Where are you opening?"

After being stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth and laughed: "I can open it anywhere."

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

Youth is just the right time. In my memories, there is a hint of youthful movement on this sunny and green road. It is always so beautiful and unforgettable.

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

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. When their eyes met, he nodded with a smile.

Size.

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, looking past Xu Kaiyang, who was chasing Ruan Guan with his open eyes and stopped to pay attention. 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, no matter what

Zhao Shiyong held his waist and walked away.

I still have to lament Wei Li, the living dad. She used to be the money-worshiping girl who chased material things, but now she is an innocent girl who is devoted to following men. 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 dormitories are not separated into two places, they are all in one area. At this time, freshmen are entering the school and old students are returning, so 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 we are 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 top university in China. Therefore, all dormitories have their doors and windows wide open.

Taking advantage of the cool breeze from the north and south halls. Likewise, their noisy voices converged in one place, making the corridor buzz like a vegetable market.

Facing the house number, he looked for his dormitory among the shabby dormitories that were rarely clean. Soon he arrived at the dormitory with 310 written on it. Wang Yan glanced inside casually and saw

A male classmate with long hair, a droopy face, and a look of death, wearing a white shirt, sat upright at the table writing and drawing, taking a quiet moment amidst the commotion and remaining unmoved.

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

After finding 310, will 312 be far away? 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 four-person room. When he stood at the door, he saw three people inside who were talking, laughing and packing their things.

All the boys 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 waiting in line 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. There is a table next to the window, with two double beds with bunk beds on both sides. There is an iron cabinet for valuables standing at the door, there is another table, and there are mops and brooms in the corner.

There are also trash cans.

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

"My name is Wang Yan, and I'm from the Northeast. What about 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 berth 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 are probably not very good, because the clothes they wear are not that good and they are very old-fashioned. On the other hand, the fat guy named Sun Mingbo looks clean, so his condition should be good.

Although it is only 1994, the spring breeze of openness has already spread across China. In the past, everyone lived on the same level, but gradually they have become divided into different levels and have different classes. But now it is okay, there is not a big gap, otherwise no matter what

Looking at the cheerful Zhou Jianjun and Wang Kang, who is still a little unconfident, they should start to feel inferior. After all, it is such a big campus, and the students of the same age group who are looking at them today are all well-dressed. How much influence did they receive when they came here from their hometown?

The blow can be imagined.

It turns out that people of the same age are not only good at studies, but also handsome, have good family conditions, and can even date... It's very stimulating. Once the Taoist mind is confused, it's 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 inherited Chinese medicine from my ancestors.

, 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?"

Huh? After hearing this, the three of them looked at Wang Yan, 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. Those 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, then 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 will be enough. I’ll pay the money first. If it doesn’t work, it’s mine. If it works, you can just give me the money for the medicine. How about it?”

He has never been a bad person, especially when he rushes to see people when they first meet him. He doesn’t do it for any other reason than to make himself comfortable. We will have to live together for four years in the future. If nothing happens, Wang

The pimples on Kang's face cannot be removed. Some of them pop up naturally, some are red spots, and there are a lot of them. It's a bit too much to have a face on Kang's face, but there are indeed a lot of them, and he gets upset every day when he looks at them.

If it can't be cured, then forget it. The key point is that it can be cured and it's easy, so of course it can be solved casually. Being kind to others and being tolerant to yourself is a good thing.

Hearing his words, Wang Kang only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in approval: "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll give you the money no matter whether it can be cured or not."

No one wants to wear a bag on their face, and it never looks good. Now that he has the opportunity, he still swears by it. The most important thing is that the money is not much. Although it costs dozens of yuan, it is a lot of money for him.

But at the worst, he can just eat steamed buns for half a month. He can do it. If his 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 and find a place to decoct it 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 are still somewhat credible. And people can't run away, and they can be found if something goes wrong. This is what Wang Kang basically agreed to without much thought.

reason.

After deciding on this matter, several people were busy working on their own, communicating and getting familiar with each other. Regardless of whether the university is good or bad, the first communication is usually about scores. See what kind of players they are, and you will have an idea.

Wang Yan occasionally talks to those three boys. He can do it easily, talk as little as possible, maintain the atmosphere, and after it is over, people still feel that he is very active and a very nice person. This is the greatness of his rank.

There is a gap. There is no way. If there are levels in life, if the full level is 100, he will get 120.
To be continued...