On Saturday, August 15, Han Zhifeng drove an omega to Yizhou Railway Station, wearing a white T-shirt, army green cropped pants, net shoes, and a pair of sunglasses.

Han Zhifeng waited for more than ten minutes, and a large number of people poured out of the exit.

Zhang Zeng dragged a big luggage, two small bags out of the station in a daze, a look of cowardice, he had never been to Yizhou, so he was unfamiliar everywhere, and the crowding here made him at a loss.

"Zhang Zeng, Zhang Zeng. ”

Zhang Zeng heard someone looking at his name, and raised his eyes to see Han Zhifeng striding over.

"I said Lao Han, you are so foreign, I don't even recognize it. ”

Zhang Zeng looked at Han Zhifeng's dress and said in surprise.

Han Zhifeng laughed, he and Zhang Zeng dragged their luggage away,

"Your parents didn't send you. ”

"Hehe, my family is poor, and I don't have any extra money to buy a ticket,"

The smile on Zhang Zeng's face was accepted, in fact, his parents at home didn't send him, he didn't complain, but he had other things on his mind.

"Old Han, I won't hide it from you, my family can support me to finish this year of college, so my part-time job makes money, or I can't afford thousands of yuan a year. ”

Han Zhifeng suddenly found that Zhang Zeng actually had a forehead tattoo, which shows that this month is both joy and torture for him.

"It doesn't matter, I have a friend who works in this company, and he is considered a high-level person, so I dare not say more, there is no problem in finding you a part-time job. ”

"Really,"

Zhang Zeng's eyes lit up, in his opinion, his biggest problem was solved by Han Zhifeng.

"One hundred percent, between us, can I fool you,"

Han Zhifeng dragged his luggage and said with a smile.

"Alas, Old Han, I'm lucky to know you,"

Zhang Zeng twisted his face with a stalk of his neck and forcibly restrained his tears, Nima, shameful.

Han Zhifeng didn't look at Zhang Zeng, knowing that he was in a bad mood, looking at how many students reported around him, eight out of ten were accompanied by their parents, and only a few were not, including Zhang Zeng who was wearing a faded shirt.

"Old Han, you don't know, I specially inquired about how I can work in the university, but there is still evening self-study in this university, I heard that I can't go out from Monday to Friday, I can only have time on Saturday and Sunday, I heard that my heart was cold, how can I work part-time, don't work to make money, how can I study in this university,"

Zhang Zengxu, who was in a better mood, chattered about the depression in his heart.

Han Zhifeng listened cooperatively, he knew that Zhang Zeng needed someone to listen.

When the two arrived at the square in front of the station, Han Zhifeng continued to walk, and Zhang Zeng hurriedly grabbed him,

"Look, isn't that our school's delivery car, let's go over,"

Zhang Zeng has been parked in the center of the square, one of them has a banner on it, a big flag in front of it, Yizhou University warmly welcomes the freshmen of the class of '98.

It is another year of freshman registration season, and the delivery cars of well-known universities in Yizhou are lined up on the square.

"No, I borrowed a car from that friend of mine and walked. ”

Han Zhifeng shook his head with a smile and continued to drag his luggage to the right, and Zhang Zeng had to follow behind him.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Han Zhifeng stuffed Zhang Zeng's big luggage in the back seat, and he and Zhang Zeng sat in the front row.

"This car, it's so good,"

Zhang Zeng is curious about the baby's left and right,

"Old Han, you still have a lot of friends, but I borrowed you." ’

Han Zhifeng smiled innocently, he didn't want to tell Zhang Zeng everything, Zhang Zeng was a little too sensitive, he was afraid that Zhang Zeng would know that it would be bad to get along with him too restrained, and he was the last friend in high school.

Omega drove smoothly in the traffic, Han Zhifeng drove very skillfully, and there is not much traffic in Yizhou now, so even if the road is not too wide, it does not prevent him from shuttling through it to the south, Zhang Zeng is envious look at his friend's driving skills.

In an hour, the car arrived at the front gate of Yizhou University.

Han Zhifeng found a parking space to park, and then dragged his luggage to the school gate with Zhang Zeng.

"Where's your luggage, madman?"

Zhang Zeng didn't see Han Zhifeng's luggage.

"I reported it in advance,"

In fact, not yet, Han Zhifeng planned to send Zhang Zeng to the bedroom first.

The two came to the three reporting tables behind the gate, Zhang Zeng handed over his notice, signed the registration and walked back, he first had to pay the first year's tuition.

In the temporary financial room set up at the back, the two lined up for a while, and when there was only one person left in front of them, Zhang Zeng took out a cloth bag from his personal pocket, which was already a little sweaty.

When Zhang Zeng opened it, Han Zhifeng's eyes shrank, there were big tickets in it, but there were still many small tickets of twenty, ten or even five yuan, it is conceivable that Zhang Zeng's family may have poured everything into me, and even had borrowed money, so many small tickets were put together.

Han Zhifeng stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Zeng, and took out his wallet from his satchel.

He opened his wallet, which was full of cash, but there were no cashless payments of any kind, and there was no trace of the smartphone.

"Old Han, I'll give it to you in a moment. ”

Zhang Zeng also knew that it was a bit embarrassing to take it out like this, but who made his family poor, the money was still borrowed by his parents from the village, without the help of the villagers, he couldn't get out the tuition fees for the first year, his parents said that they could only provide for one year, and they said that the four-year college could only give him one year's money, but one year's money at once.

Han Zhifeng waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Zhang Zeng's Chinese Department belongs to the relatively small fee, only three thousand two tuition fees a year, Han Zhifeng paid, the two dragged their luggage to the accommodation building, Zhang Zeng's Chinese Department is the second building,

On the way, Zhang Zeng took out the money and handed it to Han Zhifeng.

"Forget it, Lao Zhang, you take it first, like this,"

Zhang Zeng was in a hurry, Han Zhifeng stopped him,

'When you work part-time and earn your salary, just settle it for me.' ’

Zhang Zeng still wanted to give, but Han Zhifeng just didn't accept it, so Zhang Zeng had no choice but to obey.

When the two arrived at Building 2, Zhang Zeng handed over the fee slip and was notified of Room 513 on the fifth floor.

The two carried their luggage upstairs, and when the two of them sweated profusely, they climbed to the fifth floor and entered room 513.

There were three people in the room, and two of them nodded and didn't squeak loudly, and they also saw Zhang Zeng's family background.

Only the head of the room named Cao Yun was more enthusiastic and helped Zhang Zeng clean up.

"Thank you, thank you, my brother is more wooden, and Brother Cao will help you more in the future,"

Han Zhifeng took out a few boxes from his satchel and handed them to Cao Yun.

Cao Yun accepted it with a smile.

"You take this old Zhang. ”

Han Zhifeng took out a mobile phone, which he had used for a year, and now it is bulky and a little backward, and he recently bought a small Ericsson brick,

"In the future, it is convenient to work part-time with this connection. ”

"It's not too expensive for me to take it. ”

Zhang Zeng hurriedly excused himself.

'You don't know what I'm doing at home, there are two internet cafes, these are nothing, I have a new one'

Han Zhifeng took out his newly bought palm-sized Ericsson and shook it.

Zhang Zeng left his mobile phone at this time.

Han Zhifeng left, Zhang Zeng sent him out of the building,

"Lao Zhang, it's very cold in your bedroom,"

Han Zhifeng pouted, these people are not good roommates,

"Tell me something in the future, remember, if someone stabs, don't bear it, go back. ”

"Well, okay, I'll listen to you. ”

Zhang Zeng nodded very formally.

Han Zhifeng sighed, he knew that Zhang Zeng would not come to him until he had to, the reason for the environmental identity Zhang Zeng has always believed in forbearance.

After Han Zhifeng left, Zhang Zeng turned back to the bedroom, and Cao Yun asked,

"Who is this man?"

"I'm a high school veteran, and I've also been admitted to our university, the computer department,"

Zhang Zeng suddenly found that it was really good to have Han Zhifeng, a classmate and friend, if it weren't for Han Zhifeng to support the scene, looking at the appearance of several classmates in the room, he might be the most unpopular.