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Chapter 79 Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes

"I am a fisherman and I am used to hardship. Please don't make special arrangements for me. It would be too wasteful. If possible, I would like to live in the same dormitory with your Chinese classmates, and it is best to arrange for me to be in my sophomore year.

In a classmate’s dormitory.”

"You are actually a fisherman? You mean...were you a fisherman when you were a child?" Tang Jia couldn't help but be curious after hearing this.

"Absolutely. It's not important. I'm just saying that I don't need special treatment." Gu Kun didn't want to make a deep conversation, so he stopped there.

He mentioned these just to make things more friendly among his classmates in the future. He had no other intention, so he just mentioned it.

Tang Jia could tell that he didn't want to go into details, so he stopped worrying about it and asked instead: "But why do you want to be lined up with the sophomores?"

Gu Kun: "When I entered school, I learned about your conditions for international students. International students can be exempted from taking some public courses and have greater freedom to choose courses. I think I will have more opportunities to take classes with classmates at a higher level in the future.

"

This was a benefit that Gu Kun had learned about when he first chatted with He Lan. COSCO and the Design Institute of Jiaotong University must have obtained a lot of special treatment for him.

Of course, a busy man like Gu Kun didn't plan to stay on campus for four years. He didn't have that much time.

He came to SJTU with a specific purpose. As long as he learned the courses that were useful to his career, nothing else mattered.

However, Tang Jia was slightly surprised when he heard this: "Aren't you an engineering student? You just took professional courses, can you keep up with the basics? You taught yourself advanced math? Did you teach yourself too?"

Gu Kun smiled politely: "I have a way to solve this, classmate Tang, we are just talking about sleeping arrangements."

Tang Jia helplessly shrugged her shoulders, and after a lot of trouble for him, she still complied with Gu Kun's request and arranged for him to move into a sophomore dormitory that was not full.

After everything was done, Gu Kun sent her downstairs, returned to where she parked her car, opened the trunk of the Lincoln, helped Tang Jia move her 20-inch women's bicycle out, and waved goodbye politely.

Then, under the guidance of the dormitory aunt, he went back to his newly assigned dormitory to get to know his roommates.



Because we were inserted into a sophomore dormitory, the other roommates were all familiar with each other, and they were all veterans who were accustomed to college life.

When Gu Kun came in, everyone else was playing cards and watching the game. His appearance did not cause much surprise.

The leading boy glanced at Gu Kun, put down the cards in his hand, stood up, and extended his hand in a friendly manner:

"Your name is Gu Kun, but you are an international student? You should be an overseas Chinese, right? My name is Huang Han, and I am the director of 406. If you have anything you don't understand in the future, just tell me. Are you good at Chinese? If not, tell me

I can speak English too.”

When Huang Han said this, he obviously mistook Gu Kun for one of those Chinese people with yellow skin and white hearts. He thought he just had a yellow face, but he couldn't speak Chinese well because he had been abroad for a long time.

Gu Kun quickly clarified: "Speaking Chinese and speaking Chinese, we are all Han Chinese. I am from Lanfang country, and my mother tongue is Chinese. It's just that when we speak Mandarin, we have a slight accent of Wanwan and Hu Jian."

"Lan Fang Country..." Huang Han subconsciously rolled his eyes and didn't react. Obviously the geography was not very good.

This is not surprising. If you pick up any famous Chinese college student on earth and ask them where Brunei is, most of them may not even know the existence of Brunei.

Brunei's national power, scale and popularity are all lower than Brunei's, so it's normal if you haven't heard of it.

"Boss, Lanfang is a small island country off the northwest corner of Kalimantan. They are all Chinese." Huang Han's opponent also put down his cards and pushed up his glasses. Then he turned to Gu Kun and introduced himself.

After a while, "My name is Zhou Yaoguang."

Gu Kun took a quick look and saw that Zhou Yaoguang looked like the kind of person who was elegant and elegant with a white fan.

Later, Zhou Yaoguang introduced the remaining four people in the dormitory, calling them Hu Mingyu, Xu Jianjun, Liu Yu and Yang Heming.

The standard dormitory at Jiaotong University at this time is for eight people, but this dormitory is probably the last dormitory of grade 93 in this hospital, so it is not fully booked. Only six people lived there before Gu Kun came in.

After Gu Kun exchanged greetings with them one by one, he noticed that the card they played before was the "double buckle" popular in the Donghai and Hujiang areas, a two-on-two style of play.

Because Gu Kun's family is an immigrant from the East China Sea, he also liked to play this kind of game when he was in Lanfang.

It's just that most of the neighbors and friends around me are immigrants from Hu Jian. Most of the time, they can only play Landlords with better compatibility.

In fact, the fighting style of landlords was not particularly popular in any province in the early years. It was completely brought about by the expansion of university enrollment in China.

Because the rules of this game are easy to learn and have great cross-provincial compatibility, when students from different provinces get together, they are dissatisfied with each other and refuse to learn each other's indigenous playstyles, and in the end they can only fight landlords.

Since Gu Kun doesn't want to be aloof but to blend in with the masses, the best way is of course to show that he also knows this niche poker playing style.

"Hey, you are actually playing double dunks? I also like to play double dunks in Lan Fang, but most people in Lan Fang play Hu Jian's style. With thirteen cards, I usually can't find anyone. During the days on the boat,

I can only force the sailors I hired to learn the double button."

"Really? It turns out that our 'Double Button' has been spread abroad? Tsk tsk tsk, this can be regarded as cultural export. Come on, come on, I will give you my place. Let's see the card skills of friendly people."

Zhou Yaoguang, who was wearing thick glasses, looked more capable. He stood up in a familiar manner, pulled Gu Kun and motioned for him to sit in his seat.

Gu Kun sat down and said, "I heard that the atmosphere in your mainland is relatively refreshing, so you shouldn't play with money, right?"

Director Huang Han said: "Of course we don't play with money, we just do it for fun."

Gu Kun: "It's better not to play with money, and it's better not to play with money. Let's see, I'm new here. If I win, I'll just pretend it didn't happen. If I lose, I'll treat you to the pier for a while."

Gu Kun sat down and started chatting with his new roommate while playing cards.

Huang Han seemed to be more straightforward and more daring to speak, so he asked: "Gu Kun, you were a seafarer before? Then you joined the society early enough. And from what you mean, you are still a ship owner."

"I do have a boat, and I do fishing and import trade, so I often come to China."

Huang Han didn't even talk to him, and just joked: "Damn, that's a rich man. From now on, we won't have any psychological burden if we become rich."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and one of the roommates, Yang Heming, took the opportunity to talk about the threshold for international students to enter Jiaotong University: "Akun, what are the conditions for you Lanfang people to study at Jiaotong University? Do you have a college entrance examination in Lanzhou? Does the school recognize your admission scores?

?”

Gu Kun is very happy to popularize science: "There is no college entrance examination in Lanfang. We have no university in the country and only one high school. Those who want to study in university usually go to two places, the better one is Lijiapo, and the worse one is nearby.

Kuching, Malaysia.”

Yang Heming asked curiously: "Then what test did you pass for admission?"

Gu Kun was very magnanimous: "I took the Chinese language test here, as well as other high school mathematics and physics. Passing is enough. And the Chinese language test was originally a foreign language test for international students. I was lucky because my mother tongue was Chinese, so I took advantage.

Don’t be ridiculous, everyone. I know you are all elites with very good grades in high school. Compared with your basic education in foreign countries, it must be ridiculous. Please take care of me in the future."

"Damn it! Then you guys are really lucky. I always thought that a local like me is the luckiest." Zhou Yaoguang said with emotion. It was obvious that his native place was a native of Hujiang. He was the only one in this dormitory.

The conditions for getting into Jiaotong University are the easiest.

While we were chatting about this topic, finally a classmate who was watching the card game couldn't stand it anymore and ran to the balcony on the pretext of smoking.

Gu Kun rolled his eyes and saw that the man he had just introduced seemed to be named Liu Yu, and he had been silent the whole time.

When the room director Huang Han saw this, he was afraid that Gu Kun would be embarrassed, so he asked Gu Kun: "Xiao Gu, do you smoke? Liu Yu is an introvert, so he is probably afraid of smoking you."

Gu Kun shouted towards the balcony: "It doesn't matter. How can a person who runs to the sea not get used to smelling smoke?"

When he was bored at sea, Gu Kun knew all kinds of entertainment.

"My cigarette, please leave me alone." Liu Yu replied in a muffled voice.

The others continued to play cards and chat, and within two minutes, Xu Jianjun also said, "I'll take one too," and walked up to the balcony and closed the balcony door.



On the balcony, seeing that the door was tightly closed, Xu Jianjun took a Liu Yu cigarette and lit it. He looked at the classmates playing cards in the glass window and complained:

"This is life, there is nothing to be angry about. Lao Liu, you and Zhou Yaoguang usually don't deal with each other. We all see it. Now if you add another one, it will be difficult for everyone. I think the one named Gu has poor grades.

It's a bit too much, which makes people uncomfortable, but there's nothing wrong with his character and he's quite generous."

Liu Yu extinguished a cigarette butt angrily and crushed it with the sole of his shoe: "I'm just not willing to give in! You and I, from the poor provinces in the mainland, have to take the exam to be able to come to Shanghai Jiao Tong, Tongji, or Nanjing University. You have to take the exam.

Only if you choose one from a thousand can you go to Qingbei or Fudan.

But what about locals like Lin Yaoguang? You don’t necessarily need to pick one out of a hundred, you can just hand it over to the university! I originally thought he was a good fortune teller, but today I found out that there is someone, haha, he has a foreigner status and passed the math, physics and chemistry exams.

All points can come in! Chiao Tung University has become a trash can!”

"You can't say that. Maybe others have other strengths, and the number of international students in our school is not very large." Xu Jianjun said half-self-deception and self-narcosis.

Liu Yu spat: "Didn't the guy with the surname Gu say that it's because Chinese is a foreign language test for foreigners! His mother tongue is Chinese, so he took advantage of it! If you ask me, you really have to be a blond and blue-eyed foreigner.

I came to be an international student and accepted that my grades were poor. Do we have to be generous in our country?

But what kind of foreigner is his surname Gu? He is just a fake foreign devil and a Japanese devil! He has the same culture and race as us, but he enjoys superior treatment by playing with his nationality! No wonder anti-Japanese novels say that traitors, sticks, and devils are even more despicable than real Japanese!

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