Arrive at the guest house booked by Teacher Zhuang, move your luggage into the guest house, and wait for the new students to report to the school tomorrow.
Before that, Xie Wanying and her mother couldn't bear the loneliness. They first visited the small shops near the campus and waited for the opportunity to enter the medical school to have a look. The campus was covered with green trees, cool breeze, and the sound of birds singing in the flowers and grass.
Walking in the middle, Sun Rongfang was very satisfied when she saw it. She thought the place where her daughter would study and live in the future was very beautiful. The only thing she worried about was whether her daughter's classmates and teachers would get along well.
The mother and daughter got up early the next day and ate the big fried dough sticks unique to the capital on the streets. They were very big, much bigger than those in their hometown. After eating, they quickly packed all their school belongings and headed to school.
Today's campus is different from yesterday. The auditorium is open for new students to register. Even so, due to the large number of new students every year, the new students and their families are so crowded that the entire auditorium becomes as lively as a vegetable market.
After being reborn, Xie Wanying knew the university registration process, so she took her mother to the freshman registration desk of her major department.
The mother and daughter walked through the long queue and walked to the registration desk at the end. The queues in other departments were long, but there was no one in front of this desk.
For a moment, Sun Rongfang asked her daughter: "Are we looking in the wrong place?"
"It should be right." Xie Wanying carefully identified the red sign on the stage, which said the registration office for the eighth-year class of the National Association.
"Why is there no one queuing up here?" Sun Rongfang looked around and saw that the right side was full of people, but there was no one here, as if she had suddenly seen a ghost.
Xie Wanying waited for a while and saw a male teacher wearing glasses hurried over. He was about fifty years old and had half-grey hair.
Sun Rongfang leaned close to her daughter's ear: "Why don't I look right? Look at the side. The other people entertaining the students are all young. Is there an old man here?"
Unexpectedly, the "old man" teacher heard these words, and the other party laughed out loud: "I'm sorry, your seniors in Class 8 are very busy and can't come over to entertain you. They are all seniors over there to entertain the new students. You guys
The class counselor will not be confirmed until your first day of class, so for the time being, I, the dean of the Academic Affairs Office, will entertain you."
"Director of the Academic Affairs Office?" Sun Rongfang blinked.
"Yes, my surname is Jiang." The "old man" male teacher showed him his work badge.
"Hello, Director Jiang, my daughter and I are here for the first time, so we don't understand anything." Sun Rongfang pulled her daughter to explain.
"It's okay, it's okay."
"Hello, Teacher Jiang." Xie Wanying stood in front and bowed to the teacher first.
Director Jiang was startled, and quickly stood up and helped her up: "No, no, you're welcome." Director Jiang, who then sat down again, was obviously a little embarrassed by the politeness of Xie Wanying and her mother, and covered her mouth and coughed lightly.
He said in a loud voice: "I know who you are."
"Do you know who we are?" Sun Rongfang asked in surprise.
"You are classmate Xie Wanying, right?" Director Jiang pointed the pen in Xie Wanying's direction.
"Do you know my daughter's name?" Sun Rongfang was even more surprised. She had never met this person before.
"Of course I know, he is the top scorer in science." Director Jiang playfully winked at the mother and daughter.
Sun Rongfang couldn't help laughing loudly and signaled to her daughter: This teacher is really good and knows how to joke.