Finally about to start school, Jingru and Moses came to this ancient university, which was once the same as Tsinghua University, which belonged to the four preparatory schools for studying in the United States in the late Qing Dynasty, Jingru didn't know why she kept excited, as if someone was constantly injecting herself with stimulants.

I am a happy fish, even if I am squeezed flat and become as flat as a yellow croaker, squeezing out the crowded sluice gate, there is the vast Pacific Ocean in front of me, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, the Pacific Ocean is big, there are all kinds of fish.

Far away from the School of Journalism and Communication, Jingru held the admission notice, admission ticket, and ID card tightly in her hands, and her palms were sweaty and unconscious, as if a demonic wind would suddenly blow and sweep away her admission notice.

Although I also knew that I was too deeply poisoned by watching "Journey to the West", my hand still held the three documents of the admission notice, admission ticket, and ID card tightly, because the "Admission Instructions for New Students" was written in black and white: the admission notice, admission ticket, and ID card are complete, and all of them cannot be registered, and those who cheat will be disqualified.

When I walked to the long table of the School of Journalism and Communication to register for the exam, I realized that I had already left Moses far behind.

When she put the three certificates on the table in front of the teacher, she found that the admission letter admission ticket was not very tough, and the body had been crumpled into a wrinkled old woman by her slender jade fingers.

"Welcome to H University, the School of Journalism and Communication welcomes you!" is a standard welcome phrase that has been repeated hundreds of times today.

Jingru took the registration form from the teacher, and when she was about to fill it out with the pen in her hand, the tip of the pen stopped on the form, and Jingru returned the registration form to the teacher.

"I'm sorry, teacher, can I wait a while before I sign up?"

The teacher stared at Jingru, a cloud of doubt creeping up on her face.

The tall boy next to him took over and said, "Yes, classmate, but don't wait too long, we'll close the stall at five o'clock." ”

"Thank you, senior! I'll wait for my mom to come, she'll probably come in a moment. ”

"Well, it's past four o'clock. ”

At the freshman reporting office of the School of Journalism and Communication, Moses rushed over with a suitcase.

"Jingru, why are you running so fast? I can't even catch up with you as a sprint champion. ”

"I want to register quickly and find a dorm room to rest. ”

"Then why don't you register?"

"I want to wait for my mom to come and register with my mom. ”

"Hehe, now many freshmen are alone and refuse to be accompanied by their parents. ”

"I'm not a chivalrous woman who goes out alone, I'm just my mother's daughter, I must wait for my mother to come and let my mother register with me!"

"Where has Mommy gone?"

"I told my mom that the train would arrive at 4 p.m. and report to the university at about 4:30 p.m. Mom walked two hours from the unit to get here, and it should be no problem to get here. ”

"Let's give Auntie a call and ask. Moses handed his broken phone to Jingru. Jingru dialed the phone, but it came out of the phone receiver: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off......"

"Why did Mom turn off the phone?" Jingru immediately became worried.

"Don't worry, maybe Auntie's phone is out of battery. Do you know the phone number of my aunt's unit? When did my aunt leave the unit?"

Jingru took out a notebook from her backpack, flipped out her phone number, and dialed the phone: "Uncle, I am Pan Hong's daughter, is my mother in the office now?"

A male voice came out of the earpiece: "Jingru, your mother came to the office at half past two this afternoon to arrange work, and left immediately, she said that she accompanied you to register for school, and now your mother hasn't arrived?"

"Oh, mom might be there soon, so I'll wait, thank you, uncle. ”

"You're welcome, congratulations, the office is envious of your mother for having a good daughter. Don't worry, I guess your mother is almost there, maybe there is a traffic jam. ”

"Moses. Let's go, you still have to catch the train?"

"The train is still an hour away. ”

"Then you better leave a little earlier, anyway, I'm already at school, and my mother will be here in a while, don't worry about me. ”

"Your mother didn't come, and I'm a little worried. ”

"Just now you said that many freshmen are not allowed to be accompanied by their parents, and I have arrived at school, so you are still not at ease. Hurry up, the train doesn't wait for anyone. ”

"Then I'll go, Jingru, you must take care of yourself, call me immediately if there is anything. ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

When Moses was about to leave, a sense of loneliness came over him. After all, it was the first time for a nineteen-year-old girl to come to this unfamiliar campus, although she would quickly become familiar with this quaint and beautiful campus, and as soon as she entered the school gate, she already fell in love with this campus where even the school gate is a nationally protected cultural relic. But now that Moses was gone, she felt lonely as her only acquaintance on the highly populated campus was leaving.

The more lonely people are in a crowded crowd, the more likely they are to feel lonely.

Moses hurried away, and Jingru pulled the suitcase to the edge of the flower pond and sat on it, looking at the gate of the university, which had become a national protected cultural relic. Why didn't my mother come? Why did the phone turn off? Jingru was very anxious.

While Jingru was anxiously waiting for her mother, the other faculties had already begun to close their stalls, because it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, the teachers were going to get off work, and the volunteers in the college were going to have dinner.

The teacher under the sun umbrella looked at his watch, and then at the freshman who was scratching his ears and cheeks next to the flower garden, and nodded at the tall boy, who immediately walked over to Jingru.

"Classmate, hurry up and register, we're going to close the stall, you should go back to the dormitory to rest." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I want to wait for my mom to come and register together. Can you wait a little longer, sir?"

"Well, I'll ask the teacher for some advice. ”

The tall and handsome boy walked quickly to the teacher. "Teacher, this little girl has to wait for her mother to come before she registers. ”

"This child, the first thing to do when she goes to school, no matter what the reason, let's fulfill her. The teacher and a few students went back to the back of the desk and continued to do nothing.

Next to the flower garden, Jingru looked more anxiously in the direction of the gate.

The tables and umbrellas of other colleges and societies were taken away one after another, and only a lonely sun umbrella was left on the side of the road, although the sun had already set at this time, and there was no sun.

A girl who looked like a physical education college with her fingers spinning a basketball greeted the new students of the School of Journalism and Communication: "Hey, why don't you still close the stall, you still have business at night?"

The tall and handsome boy smiled and said, "Of course, there is another freshman who has not registered, so let's wait." ”

"Oh, it must be a little beauty. Otherwise, you would not have waited. ”

"Of course it's a little beauty, I don't believe it. Someone pointed to the nursery with his hand.

It seemed that the girl from the sports academy glanced at the nursery.

"Wow, that's it, it's clear enough, pure enough, oops, but, it's a pity, I'm going to be polluted by you seniors soon. ”

"If you're afraid of pollution, you'll always stay in the kindergarten, where it's so innocent, so naïve......

"Then it's better to stay in Mommy's belly. ”

It seems that the girls of the School of Physical Education walked away with a smile, and there were still people on the road, and the sun umbrella for the welcome of the School of Journalism and Communication was still standing alone on the side of the road.

The warm yellow street lights came on one after another.

The neon strip on the quaint gate also lit up.

The neon lights of the East-meets-West auditorium were also lit up.

Under the light, under the sun umbrella, a teacher and four students sat behind their desks, quietly waiting for a freshman waiting for his mother to register together, quietly waiting.

Sometimes waiting is also warm.

Jingru's mother hurriedly trotted into the campus from the crowd at the gate, Jingru recognized her mother from the crowd at a glance, and Jingru immediately jumped down the steps of the flower garden and rushed towards her mother.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm here!"

Pan Hong followed the prestige, and saw her daughter in the crowd at a glance, Jingru rushed to her mother's side like a hungry and thirsty lamb, grabbed her mother's arm, snuggled up to her mother, and walked towards the only sun umbrella under the warm yellow street lamp.

A teacher, two boys and two girls, they sat upright one by one, waiting for a mother with a dream of college to lead her daughter to the university to register.

"Welcome to H University, the School of Journalism and Communication welcomes you to join!" This welcome sentence, which had been repeated nine hundred and ninety-nine times during the day, was once again said in very standard Mandarin to this hard-working mother and daughter.

Under the white light of the phone's own flashlight, the teacher's finger pointed to the registration form, and Jingru bent down to fill it out.

"Auntie, drink your saliva!"

A girl handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you, classmate. ”

Under the warm yellow street lights, Pan Hong's eyes sparkled.

Pan Hong took the paper cup and took a sip of water on the university campus, which was the first time in her life that she drank the water on the university campus.

"This is your meal card, and the meal card is a combination of library card and student card, so don't lose it. ”

"Turn right from the auditorium, and the second red dormitory building is the freshman female dormitory. ”

It's still a prompt that is not in a hurry.

Pan Hong bowed deeply to the teacher and classmates, "Thank you, teacher, thank you!"

"You're welcome, Jingru came to H University, and we are a family. ”

Universities should have masters, and universities should also have temperatures.

A university should always be different from the world outside the walls, and when a university tears down its walls and becomes in sync with the smoky society, it is no longer a university.

After the registration was completed, Pan Hong took her daughter's hand, and her daughter pulled her suitcase and walked along the main road of the campus towards the auditorium.