In the square in front of the train station, all universities in Peiping have reception desks for freshmen, including Peking University, Tsinghua University, and Beijing Normal University. The signs of each one make people dizzy, and they are no different from those of later generations.
The only difference is probably what people wear.
Women's blue, gray, military green or small floral tops, and baggy pants in the same colors. No one wears skirts at this time of year, and their bodies are wrapped in thick coats. Of course, they are not very good-looking.
I originally thought that the atmosphere in Peiping would be more open than that in Chang'an. It is the capital after all, but I didn't expect it to be the same.
Peking University and Tsinghua University have the most conspicuous sign. They are the most flamboyant in the whole place. They have a large number of people and the reception area is very lively. At the same time, they are also the most reserved. Unlike some schools, they will go up and ask questions when they see female compatriots coming.
"Comrade, are you from our Agricultural University?"
Some boys noticed a beautiful girl wearing a white shirt and a sky blue skirt. Even though her parents seemed to be behind her, they couldn't help but step forward and ask.
"Sorry, I'm from the Humanities Department of Tsinghua University." Zhao Ziyu smiled sweetly.
These words sounded like a clarion call for battle. Several male compatriots at the reception desk of Tsinghua University stood up and trotted for a while. One of them was the fastest and was in front of Zhao Ziyu: "Hello, comrade, I am also from Tsinghua University, majoring in mathematics."
This is Zhou Chenghui, this is my uncle and aunt, the school bus will be here in a moment, there are chairs here, please sit down first..."
This scene made Lin Xiaoguang sigh that all university seniors have been the same throughout the ages.
So, he also took a step forward and showed a harmless smile: "Comrade senior, I am also from Tsinghua University. Can I sit on the chair?"
"Um...you're from Tsinghua University too?" Zhou Chenghui was a little surprised.
"If it's true, it will be replaced!" Lin Xiaoguang took out the admission notice and floated it in front of his eyes.
At this time, more people were surprised. They looked at Lin Xiaoguang up and down. He was just over 1.6 meters tall, as thin as a monkey, with a palm-sized face, green and immature. He was clearly a little kid of fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Isn't it?" Many people can't believe it. He was admitted to Tsinghua University at such an early age. He is considered a child prodigy.
Zhou Chenghui suddenly discovered that the academic qualifications he was proud of were not worth mentioning in front of others, and he could only compete with his height and age.
Lin Xiaoguang was not interested in paying attention to him anymore. He turned around and walked to the reception desk of Peking University. He smiled at a senior who looked pretty decent and took advantage of his age: "Senior, this is my cousin's admission notice. We have three parents.
, three classmates who are admitted, I am from Tsinghua University, and my cousin is from Beijing Normal University, can we take the Peking University car there together?"
As soon as this statement came out, the seniors at the reception desk of Peking University were all dumbfounded. Such a strong family!
"Okay, okay, of course."
The next thing was very simple. They took the Peking University school bus there. The six of them occupied several seats on the Peking University school bus. As for Zhao Ziyu's family of five, of course they would not take the school bus because someone would pick them up.
"Finally separated." Lin Xiaoguang breathed a sigh of relief on the school bus.
The school bus moved quietly along the streets of Peiping. The freshmen of Class 77 were very excited, as was Lin Xiaoyun. Even Yang Lan, who had always been quiet, could not help but fall into the collective unconscious and cheered.
The streets in Peiping are very wide, and there are more cars than in Chang'an. In addition to the trams running through the streets, you can also see Eastern European jeeps and Soviet Volga Monk cars from time to time. Of course, there are more bicycles. After get off work, the streets are full of bicycles, like a cycling competition.
Peiping and Chang'an are very similar. They are both ancient capitals and northern cities. The directions of southeast and northwest are very straight, and there are old city walls. They don't feel any discomfort.
Suddenly, someone in the car shouted: "Look, there's a foreigner over there!"
"Where is it? Where is it?" A group of people in the car looked over and searched quickly in the crowd. Someone with sharp eyes saw a blond white man in the crowd, wearing a jacket and with a disheveled hair.
Long hair, taking photos everywhere with a camera.
"Do all foreigners have long hair?" someone couldn't help but sigh.
Someone soon explained: "It's not necessarily true. Some people have long hair and some have short hair, but long hair is more common."
Lin Xiaoyun and the other three have met foreigners. There are too many historical sites in Chang'an. Although they are very close to Chang'an and far from paradise, every time they have free time, their parents will take them to the city to visit the Big and Small Wild Goose Pagodas, Bell and Drum Towers, and Furong Garden.
Qujiang Pool, you can see foreigners everywhere, it’s not surprising.
When the bus departed from Peiping Station and arrived at Tiananmen Square on Chang'an Street, the atmosphere on the bus was at its peak.
"This is Tiananmen Square!"
"That, is the Monument to the People's Heroes?"
The focus of some people's attention is on the portrait of the great man at the gate of the city wall. Lin Boping and the other three stood up excitedly: "The great leader Taizu."
They all stared at each other without moving their eyes, each standing as if in public salute. Until the school bus drove past the square, no portraits of great men could be seen. The three of them sat down still unfinished. Lin Boping sighed: "Wait a minute.
Let’s go to Tiananmen Square again.”
Lin Zhongping and Yang Wenyong nodded in agreement.
Starting along Chang'an Street, we turned north to Xidan and passed the zoo. Both sides of the road were very desolate. Except for a few scattered buildings, most of the place was farmland and wasteland.
Lin Xiaoguang looked at the scenery outside the window and searched for memories from his past life.
Finally, the school bus stopped at the east gate of Peking University.
Next, Yang Wenyong took Yang Lan to register for admission. Lin Xiaoguang and others looked around. After registration was completed, the group went directly to the dormitory.
Facing the door of the dormitory building, the dormitory aunt stopped Lin Xiaoguang: "You can't go in."
"Why?"
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. There aren't many reasons why." The aunt was very rude.
"Forget it, just stay here. Let's go in and come out immediately. Don't be impatient for a while." Lin Xiaoyun was amused for a while.
The middle-aged men didn't stop, and the girls didn't stop either. They only stopped the boys. Lin Xiaoguang was also drunk.
After Yang Lan was settled, several people came downstairs. Lin Xiaoguang had been standing downstairs for more than half an hour. Seeing him lazily sunbathing and bored, Lin Xiaoyun was speechless: "Why are you so stupid? You don't know where to go.
Take a spin?"
"Is there anything better?" Lin Xiaoguang curled his lips.
He actually walked around in a circle, but he didn't meet the person he wanted to see - one of the future political bigwigs.
After finishing the report at Peking University, I went to Tsinghua University. Next to Yanyuan Garden is the Tsinghua Garden in the northwest corner. It is only a few steps away. Enter from the west gate and pass by Zhaolan Courtyard. Lin Xiaoguang thought that the semester had not started yet and he could not report yet. Who knew that he could actually do it?
Enrollment registration.
So, I registered directly.
After getting the dormitory key, I found the dormitory building according to the address mentioned by the seniors. When I was about to enter, the two girls stopped.
"We'll wait for you here."
Lin Xiaoguang looked at them as if they were fools, and laughed happily: "You don't know, right? Gay men can't enter the girls' dormitory, but that doesn't mean girls can't enter the boys' dormitory."
"Really?" Lin Xiaoyun was surprised and uncertain: "You won't lie to me, right?"
Yang Lan was also a little moved and bit her lip.
"If you don't believe me, try it!"
Then, Lin Xiaoguang got a bang on his head. Lin Zhongping was angry and funny: "You brat, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
After protesting countless times, Lin Xiaoguang still went his own way, and Lin Xiaoguang became numb.
Too lazy to pay attention, he strode inside. Lin Xiaoyun and Yang Lan looked at each other, made up their minds, and followed them in. As expected, no one stopped them.
Go all the way up to the fourth floor and finally reach your destination.