After completing the registration procedures, Fang Yong and Mo Feiyu's parents sent Zhang Yuting and Mo Feiyu to the dormitory.

Finally, I saw the legendary university women's dormitory. What is different from usual is that in the past two days, there is an endless stream of parents who come to send students to sign up, and the administrator and aunt are not strictly managed. Just registered, Fang Yong infiltrated the girls' dormitory as the student's parent.

The accommodation conditions of Capital University are very good, and it is a place to cultivate future pillars of the country, and no one knows what kind of talents they will become in the future, so the school arranges the accommodation and food for the students very well.

When you enter the dormitory room, you will see that the dormitory is very clean and tidy, with a separate bathroom and a common sideboard. There are a total of four beds, which are in the style of a desk bed, and below is a desk that can be used to put computers and books. Above, on the other hand, is the sleeping place, and the brand new bedding on the bed is very neatly arranged there.

Looking at the bed number, Fang Yong saw that Zhang Yuting's bed was on the left side of the window. Looking at the environment of the dormitory, I thought about the supplies I needed to buy.

Toiletries are a must, and then some clothes, by the way, and a computer. There are network cables in the dormitory, and each network cable is pasted with a login account and password, which is also very convenient.

At this time, Mo Feiyu also found her own bed, and her and Zhang Yuting's beds were only separated by an aisle, which was also by the window.

The other two girls hadn't come over yet, Fang Yong looked at the bed number and name posted on the bed, and the two were called Huang Min and Li Ziyan respectively.

After sending Zhang Yuting to the dormitory, Fang Yong went to the dormitory of the College of Archaeology, Culture and Museums according to the instructions on the accommodation card.

This time, Fang Yong didn't let Zhang Yuting follow him to find the dormitory again, but asked her to chat with Mo Feiyu, and by the way, she would deepen her relationship, after all, she would have to stay in the dormitory for four years.

Walking on this quiet boulevard, Fang Yong only felt refreshed. I was unconsciously attracted by the quiet environment here, but I didn't expect the environment of the dormitory area of the College of Cultural Museums to be so good.

The uncle who managed the dormitory looked at Fang Yong's accommodation card, and after making a registration, he pointed out the location of the dormitory where he lived to Fang Yong.

Fang Yong followed the guidance of the administrator and soon came to the door of the dormitory. Before I could enter the door, I heard someone inside talking about when the next roommate would arrive.

Fang Yong pushed the door open, and the two classmates inside stopped talking and looked at Fang Yong. Seeing that Fang Yong was also a roommate in their dormitory, the two enthusiastically came forward to shake hands with Fang Yong.

Fang Yong looked at the two of them.

One of them had a flat head. The eyes are full of rustic expressions. With a height of 1.75 meters, his physique is somewhat strong, and his skin makes the sun a little black. When Fang Yong shook hands with him just now, he obviously felt that his hands were grinding calluses, and it seemed that he must have done a lot of farm work in normal times.

The other roommate was very literary and artistic, wearing black-framed glasses and a figure of less than 1.7 meters, but he put a loose shirt on his thinner body and wore a pair of canvas shoes on his feet. It makes people look as if they are engaged in literary and artistic work.

Fang Yong introduced himself: "Hello roommates, my name is Fang Yong, I am from Hannan Province, majoring in archaeology. ”

After listening to Fang Yong's introduction. The classmate of the literary fan first introduced: "Hello Fang Yong, my name is Chi Yifei, a native of Beijing, majoring in museology. It's a pleasure to meet you! ”

Then the Pingtou classmate introduced: "Hello Fang Yong, I am from Pingyuan Province, and my name is Ma Zhiyuan." Both of us are archaeology majors. ”

Fang Yong continued: "I am also very happy to meet you, and we will get along well in the future and spend the four years of this university together."

Chi Yifei said: "That is, all the people in a dormitory are buddies, and we will solve any difficulties together." ”

Ma Zhiyuan also said: "Don't be polite to me if you have something, what we have is strength, hehe"

After the three of them introduced themselves, Fang Yong had to find his own bed. At this time, Chi Yifei pointed to the bed next to him and said, "Fang Yong, this is your bed, I didn't expect the school to arrange a bed by the window for you, and this bed by the window is occupied by you and Ma Zhiyuan." After saying that, he made a very regretful look.

Fang Yong saw that it was so coincidental, and the position of Zhang Yuting's bed was the same. Then he turned his head to look at Chi Yifei, who was still making a gesture of regret, and smiled: "This is a matter of raining, what can I do?" ”

Fang Yong liked their cheerfulness and simplicity very much, so he chatted with them.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and a few voices said, "Look, it's ...... ahead." It's time to arrive! This is the dormitory ......."

The footsteps stopped in front of Fang Yong's dormitory, and then there was a knock on the door.

Chi Yifei's bed was close to the door, so he shouted loudly: "Please come in!" ”

Then, a crowd of people, men and women, young and old, poured into the door. Good guys, what kind of formation is this.

The first to come in was an old man, who said as he entered: "I sent my grandson to school, it is Cheng Jiahe from this dormitory." ”

Hearing what the old man said, Fang Yong and the three of them said, "Hello Grandpa Cheng!" Then he welcomed them all in.

At this time, the three people in the dormitory saw Cheng Jiahe clearly. Cheng Jiahe's height of 1.8 meters is a bit fat, and he looks like he has at least 200 pounds.

Seeing Fang Yong and the others looking at him like this, Cheng Jiahe was still a little shy, and after greeting everyone shyly, he introduced himself again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my son has never lived outside since he was a child, if you have anything to help take care of, you can call me if you have anything. At noon, I invite you all to the restaurant for a meal, and by the way, enhance the friendship between your classmates. Cheng Jiahe's father handed Fang Yong a business card to each of them as he spoke.

Fang Yong looked at the business card, and it turned out to be Cheng Wei, chairman of Qilu Solar Energy Technology Co., Ltd. This company is still a well-known enterprise, and it seems that the Cheng family and his family must be very rich.

Everyone declined Cheng Wei's invitation, and Cheng Jiahe's family helped him clean up for a while before the whole family went home.

At this time, there were only four Fang Yong in the dormitory.

Seeing that his family was gone, Cheng Jiahe scratched his hair, smiled embarrassedly and said, "Let the classmates laugh." It is precisely because I have never gone out alone and am a single male in the family that the family decided to send it as a family, so it was like this. ”

Fang Yong and the three of them didn't care about this trivial matter, plus Cheng Jiahe was not born, so they quickly chatted with Fang Yong and them.

It turned out that the Cheng family was influenced by his grandfather and was interested in antique collecting since he was a child, and his family had money, so he also collected a lot of antiques.

Originally, Cheng Wei asked him to apply for the business management major, but Cheng Jiahe's interest in antiques was greater than business management. After agreeing to study archaeology and business management at the same time, and all the requirements were met, Cheng Weicai agreed to Cheng Jiahe to apply for the archaeology major.

Time passed so quickly in the conversation that before I knew it, it was noon. (To be continued......)