116, Southern Yunnan University (first order requested)
After eating and drinking, Gu Yang ran out of the eucalyptus forest in one breath, almost effortlessly.
In front of you is an arch bridge-style gate. On the lintel are four gilded characters of "Southern Yunnan University" written in cursive, which is quite artistic.
Gu Yang has heard of this university for a long time. It was almost born in the Qing Dynasty and has a long history. Now it has been upgraded to a world-renowned university.
"I never thought I would come here."
So we don’t know, this is the southern Yunnan region. Gu Yang didn’t check the specific location of southern Yunnan, but it’s probably this place anyway.
To him, it doesn't matter where he is, only this university is important.
Gu Yang was wondering if the protagonist of "The Lord of Nightmares" might be related to this school. Suddenly, the mailbox trembled strongly.
Strings of mysterious runes were forcibly injected into Gu Yang's brain, and were quickly translated into Chinese characters and stored.
"Qiu Jianlin?"
In a daze, Gu Yang thought of the words on the tombstone.
Although he only glanced at it at that time, he remembered the name Qiu Jianlin and there was absolutely no mistake.
"Diannan University, majoring in foreign languages and literature, 24 years old..."
With this simple information, Gu Yang immediately had an idea in his mind. Out of curiosity, in order to ensure the truth, he dived into the dense eucalyptus forest.
Find the tombstone.
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Concubine test
Qiu Haibin
Father: Qiu, mother: Yang
Dutiful son
Eldest son:
Qiu Jianhong
Second son:
Qiu Jianlin
……
"Sure enough, the name is exactly the same, Qiu Jianlin, word for word, but what happened to Qiu Jianhong? Why didn't you remind me? Aren't they... the same person?"
After hesitating for a moment, Gu Yang turned his attention to Southern Yunnan University.
He was just making a guess out of curiosity. It didn't even matter if the two names were the same person. Anyway, he had plenty of time to investigate.
Gu Yang hesitated for a moment and walked in.
Universities in this era were not as strictly managed as they would be a few decades later. Villagers nearby could enter at will, and there was nothing special on campus anyway.
There are several large stone statues on the campus, with pines and cypresses nearby. On the other side of the open space are patches of farmland, which are not large but are neatly maintained.
There are some vegetables growing in the fields, but they look thin and weak, as if they are malnourished.
Students come and go on campus, all wearing quaint old Zhongshan uniforms and black cloth shoes, some of which have been yellowed by the sun and faded seriously.
Looking around, almost everyone's clothes and cloth shoes are all patched, and the pieces are stacked on top of each other in different sizes.
Most of the girls wear bright red floral trousers, bell-bottom pants, etc., with long braids, the standard look of college students from the last century...
Of course, there are too few girls, and almost all of them are boys.
In this era, people's mentality of "preferring boys over girls" is still very serious.
This is why there are more boys than girls in the school.
Gu Yang walked aimlessly for a long time, looking around almost every place in the school. There was nothing special.
Then according to my past practice, I started asking people one by one.
"Brother, do you know Qiu Jianlin?"
I asked seven or eight people in a row so directly, and they all shook their heads and said they didn't know.
So with an idea, Gu Yang ran to the school archives.
I ran to ask with the mentality of giving it a try:
"Auntie, can you help me check someone out?"
The other party raised his head and glanced at Gu Yang.
There was something wrong with his expression, so Gu Yang quickly changed his words:
"Beauty, please help me check Qiu Jianlin."
The woman on duty was clearly only in her twenties, but she just looked older. In fact, people in this era have somewhat old-fashioned faces.
Especially visible malnutrition, which is obvious in almost everyone.
The girl asked with a dark face and speaking Mandarin:
"ID card."
Gu Yang: "..."
Does he have any ID card? Even if he had one, would he dare to show it?
After a moment of silence, he said with an attentive expression:
"Beauty, I forgot to bring it with me. I came from Changwu County. I traveled a long way and finally came to our school... I went back to get some..."
After pondering for a while, he said:
"Can you be accommodating and help me check it out? Anyway, I just want to know which class Qiu Jianlin is in. I want to ask a question. I don't need you to copy anything from him."
The girl looked at Gu Yang and felt that in addition to his handsome appearance, this young man seemed to be full of aura.
He lowered his head shyly and thought to himself:
"It would be great if I could marry him!"
Gu Yang has fair skin, rich nutrition, and is tall. He looks like a big star at first glance.
Only celebrities can look so good these days.
"Is that okay?" Gu Yang urged.
A little shyness can be seen on the girl's face.
I thought to myself:
"No wonder they say girls are shy these days! Is it because the two beautiful calls just now made her so happy?"
The girl didn't say anything. She looked up the student named Qiu as if she were looking in a dictionary.
Gu Yang stood on tiptoes and took a look, knowing that she was helping him check his feelings.
A few minutes later, the girl wrote a note and handed it to Gu Yang shyly.
Gu Yang hurriedly took it and opened it. Basic information about Qiu Jianlin was written on the note.
"Thank you!"
A polite word from Gu Yang.
The girl didn't say anything, she blushed and buried her head again.
Gu Yang did not embarrass the girl anymore, walked out of the archives room with the note, and walked towards the school apartment building.
"Handsome guy, which building does the Chinese language and literature class live in?"
Gu Yang asked a boy who was going downstairs to fetch water.
The boy looked at Gu Yang with curious eyes, as if he was in a hurry to leave, and pointed at the building behind him.
At this moment, a boy walked up to another boy and shouted "Comrade Zhang Yang", and Gu Yang suddenly understood:
"It turns out I called you the wrong one!"
When people in this era meet and greet each other, they usually address each other as "comrade". This applies to both men and women.
Shrugging, then walked towards the apartment building.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the building, Gu Yang smelled the smell of steamed buns. It was so obvious that he thought he had entered the student cafeteria.
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Then we came to the corridor.
It was no longer just the strong smell of steamed buns, but also the pungent smell of feet and the smell of sweat under the boys' armpits, which combined to make Gu Yang sneeze twice.
But it’s understandable.
When passing a dormitory, Gu Yangshun glanced over.
Good guy!
There are eight big men in a room, 12 square meters, four bunk beds and eight beds, a set of old wooden student desks and chairs. There is not even a mirror in the whole room, and it is dark.
A clothesline hangs tremblingly in the center of the room.
Each person has a small cupboard no bigger than a tow box, and the bottom bed can only hold two pairs of slippers, two pairs of loafers and two small basins.
The distance between the aisles between the beds should not exceed 1.2 meters, and two young men cannot walk side by side.
The cement floor was wet, and a stream of damp human body odor plus mildew and dampness wafted crazily outside the door.
...This is the dormitory.
There was a man sitting cross-legged on the bed, chewing on something gray and black like a steamed bun, relishing it.
When I saw someone looking in at the door, I called out curiously:
"Comrade, who are you looking for?"
Gu Yang didn't have time to pull away, so he turned his nervousness into a smile and said:
"I'm looking for Qiu Jianlin. Comrade, do you know him?"
"Qiu Jianlin?"
The man swallowed the black substance hard, took a breath and said:
"Qiu Jianlin, he's in my class, what do you want from him?"
As he spoke, he carefully put the black stuff into his trouser pocket, for fear that Gu Yang would see it and ask him for it.
Gu Yang hadn't thought of the reason yet, so he asked casually:
"I have something to do with him."
The man didn't seem to pay too much attention to the details and told Gu Yang the specific dormitory number.