My name is Zhang Yuqiao, and I am an ordinary freshman. Like many students who have dreams of the college entrance examination, they have just experienced a thrilling college entrance examination.

My parents hoped that I could be admitted to BJ's university and be closer to them, but my score was a bit embarrassing, neither high nor low, and I was between the admission line of key universities and second-class undergraduates.

Therefore, when filling in the volunteers, the whole family has never been cautious, and discussed and studied multiple plans like a CPPCC meeting.

In the end, I was admitted to a second-class undergraduate college in another province and embarked on the journey south. As an only child who has never traveled far alone, the day I went to report from college, my parents held my hand tightly at the train station, and there were tears in their eyes.

Holding back tears, I stepped onto the train and waved goodbye to them. After the train started, I kept lying on the window and watching my parents farther and farther away until I completely disappeared and couldn't see it.

The train slowly stopped at Yicheng Railway Station, and I carried my suitcase, and as soon as I left the station, I saw a man and a woman holding a banner with the words on it

"Welcome to the new students of the Department of Foreign Languages of Shengda University" is a few eye-catching words, which seem to be my seniors.

I walked over to them, and they warmly took my suitcase. Everyone got on the bus that the school had already arranged, and I sat in a row with my senior sister, who was from ZJ Hangzhou, slightly chubby, and had a very kind personality, she asked me,

"Yu Qiao, you're also from the south, right?" I said no, I'm from the north. She looked at me in surprise and said,

"Why? Northerners rarely have as much skin as you do. You're so white, you look like a girl from the south!" I was a little embarrassed by her, and I didn't know how to answer, so I had to smile as an answer.

Yes, I am naturally a bit introverted and not good at words, and even more so when I see the living, I belong to the kind of inner monologue and imagination, but the surface is quiet and will not take the initiative, a typical three-sentence terminator.

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