Hurry up, hurry up, and finally finish this chapter before midnight, upload, and didn't delay today's update. On August 15, Xiaohan did not admire the moon at home and coded words, just to send you a wonderful one. Thank you for your support. And I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 and a family reunion!

stayed in my father's dormitory for a night, this is the first time since Leng Binghan insisted on sleeping alone since he went to kindergarten at the age of three, and the two of them fell asleep and talked all night. I talked a lot all night, but the two of them didn't know what to say, and it wasn't until the third watch in the middle of the night that they yawned and went to sleep - the next day was the day Leng Binghan went to school to report, which was a day of special significance for Leng Yunping, and there was no room for mistakes.

In fact, Leng Yunhong is very much looking forward to being able to personally send Leng Binghan to report to school and experience the heartfelt pride and sense of accomplishment as a parent of an excellent child, but his little wish has not been realized once over the years. Leng Binghan has been quite independent since he was a child, and he doesn't want others to know his identity, and he doesn't want to be special, so Leng Yunhong not only didn't send him to school to register, but he didn't even go to the parent-teacher conference, but when he was in Lizhou and Xichang, he participated in the parent-teacher meeting and accepted the admiring eyes of many parents and teachers, and only Li Yuanfen heard his son's name appear in the honor roll and praise again and again.

This time, Leng Binghan was able to enter the juvenile class of Peking University, and Leng Yunhong had to send him there no matter what, not only for that glory, but also to fulfill the responsibility of a father.

How do you know that everything is ready, but when he was about to go out, Leng Yunhong suddenly received a call from the chief's office, saying that the chief wanted to see him.

This kind of good thing that makes others sound envious and can get close to Tianyan will definitely make Leng Yunhong is ecstatic in normal times, but at this time, he can only feel disappointed, lamenting that he is so unlucky, and he can't even realize such a small wish, because this long reception is not a very important thing that can be postponed, and he will handle it after he sends Leng Binghan to sign up and comes back.

Therefore, Leng Yunfei had no choice but to leave sullenly after saying sorry to Leng Binghan.

It doesn't matter if Leng Binghan can go, whether Leng Yunyu can go or not, he is also used to it, and he has to be more free by himself.

Leng Yunping's office and dormitory are all in the Houhai area, mainly to facilitate their commuting. And Peking University, where Leng Binghan is going, is in the north of the capital, and the distance between the two points is still relatively far.

Leng Binghan took a taxi after going out, he was not short of money, and he would never treat himself badly.

When the car passed by the bank of the Houhai River, the beautiful scenery made the cold and cold feel relieved. The sun is shining, the grass is growing, the warbler is flying, and the reflection of the courtyard buildings can be seen everywhere on the sparkling lake. The emerald green lotus leaf bushes, the slim lotus flowers, and the courtyard groups of the capital form a beautiful and admirable landscape painting.

Houhai is said to be "sea", in fact, it is a huge artificial lake, it is a Hongqing pond enjoyed exclusively by the royal family in the old days, it is a part of Shichahai that has lasted for thousands of years, and it is an idle place where there is water and can watch the mountains and weeping willows blow the shore. It is connected with the famous Beihai water, and is far away from Jingshan and the Forbidden City. Walking along the coast, if you are not careful, you will see the red wall of Biwa. Outside the tall and solemn gates, you can only see the tall trees in the courtyard. Leisurely and mysterious.

The houses and residents on the shore, the surrounding palaces and the former residences of celebrities are more of a Beijing flavor and an infinite charm of history. People come here just so that they can still hear the crisp chirping of insects in autumn, still see the epitome of the old Beijing courtyard complex, and still chew on the royal relics that seem to be long gone.

In my heart, it is a very good city, full of historical and cultural charm, and it is very thick, you don't need to savor it to be able to feel it. Of course, the premise is that when there are no sandstorms, there is really a bit of a bad scenery.

Hearing the cold accent of not a local, the taxi driver enthusiastically gave him a big mountain, introduced the scenery along the way, talked about recent national events, and chatted about all kinds of news and anecdotes, as if there was nothing in the world that he didn't know. It also brings some fun to the cold and boring journey.

Because it was not the rush hour, and the traffic jam in the past nine years was not as serious as it was later, half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the gate of Peking University.

"Thank you, the fare is 38 yuan in total." The driver said to Leng Binghan with a smile.

"Thank you, no need to look for it!" Leng Binghan handed over a fifty one, opened the door and got off, Leng Binghan has always been generous, and the more money should be regarded as a reward for the driver to bring fun to himself along the way.

"Hey, it's still an upright little man, I have a taste for me, I knew that I wouldn't take a detour just now, and I wasted oil money in vain!" The driver looked at Leng Binghan's back, grabbed his scalp and said in annoyance, if Leng Binghan heard it, he fainted with depression, although he was not short of this money, but he was deceived in front of him, and that feeling would still make him very unhappy.

The glazed tile roof, carved beams and paintings, the big red door pillars, and a gold-lettered signboard with a gold edge and blue background look magnificent and solemn - I walked in front of the gate of Peking University, which I had admired for a long time in my previous life, and coldly looked at the four big characters with gold characters on a blue background, and set off ripples in the depths of my memory.

For Leng Binghan, who loved literature in his previous life, Peking University is the most sacred and admired ivory tower in his heart, and he dreams of being able to enter it and become one of them. Of course, this dream could only be a dream for ordinary coldness in the previous life. Look at it on your phone

After being reborn, he has the ability to become more ordinary people, and his horizons have also broadened, and he seems to think and think differently from ordinary people. And the dream of Peking University was also buried deep in his heart, but he didn't expect that at this moment, when he came to the gate of Peking University, that kind of emotion still washed towards him like a tide, making his heart tremble.

Walking into the campus, I didn't rush to find the place to register, but walked along the main road around the campus, to pursue the expectation that has been precipitated and dusted in the depths of memory for more than 20 years.

Since it is a junior class, the start time is a little different from the normal one, and at this time, the other students have already started classes, and the whole campus is bustling and lively.

The Boya Tower, the essence of Yanyuan architecture, is an architectural masterpiece with a high degree of unity in three aspects: function, artistic modeling, and environmental coordination. Its shadow in the unnamed lake is deeply imprinted in the hearts of the students of Peking University.

The majestic Boya Tower, the surrounding pines and cypresses, and the sparkling Weiming Lake form a major landscape of Yan Garden. Due to the ingenious location of the building, inside and outside Peking University, from the beams and columns, between the ancient trees, it is seen from time to time, which adds a bit of beauty and magic. Boyata is like a weathered old man, standing silently by the lake, watching the changes of the wind and clouds, the locked tower door, like the old man's closed heart, contains the long years of life.

Boya Tower absorbs the wisdom and aura of thousands of Peking University students, its status in Peking University has been far beyond the tower itself, if the Weiming Lake is the eye of Peking University, then Boya Tower is the blazing pupil, the word "Boya" condenses the most immortal totem in the soul of Peking University.

The empty Weiming Lake, with the word "Weiming", reflects the state of mind pursued by intellectuals: indifferent to fame and fortune, tolerant and indisputable. At the same time, the word "unnamed" has also painted a layer of historical color for the symbolic meaning of today's unnamed lake, and has been passed down as a good story, which is indeed the will of heaven. What's even more surprising is that on the north shore of Weiming Lake, there are four stone screens of the Qianlong period, and the book reads, "The painting boat is flat and the shore is wide, and the flying tower overlooks the willow shade." The light of the mirror is on all sides, and the rainbow is in the middle of the water", these four lines of poetry were originally called the scenic spot of the Old Summer Palace, "the mirror and the qin", and after many twists and turns, they were placed here. Although it was not made specifically for Weiming Lake, it is a very appropriate description of the beauty of the scenery around Weiming Lake, which is really a match made in heaven.

The heavenly combination of the lake and the tower is a stroke of genius on the shore of the unnamed lake, always philosophical, always intriguing. It can be said that the shadow of the lake and the tower has become an immortal myth in the scenery of Yanyuan, the lake and the tower have a soul, and their souls are the souls of thousands of Peking University people, and they are also the souls of Peking University.

It is often said that "the air of Peking University is also nourishing", which is a good saying. Putting aside the academic atmosphere and spiritual temperament that people talk about, the charm of the Peking University campus itself is enough to nourish the temperament and soul of generations of Peking University people. It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as you walk into the campus of Peking University, you will feel active thoughts, strong knowledge, broad vision, and smart personality.

Leng Binghan walked all the way like this, looked all the way, had no goal, did not distinguish the direction, completely followed his temperament, completely followed his feelings, and felt everything on this campus intimately. The expression on his face seemed to be happy and sad, and his thoughts flew around.

"Oops!" When Leng Binghan was distracted, he happened to collide with a woman around the corner, and the book that the girl was holding in her hand was suddenly scattered all over the ground.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Leng Binghan suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly squatted down, helped her pick up the book that fell on the ground, and apologized repeatedly. I also complained to myself in my heart, why is it so casual, always in love, always in love with the memories of the past, or with my own exploration and reaction to the surrounding environment of the body, as for such an accident? She's going to be fine, right?

"Why don't you walk with long eyes?" The woman was about ten ** years old, dressed fashionably, with a goose egg face, and a very elegant temperament, and shouted dissatisfiedly. But when I looked up, the perpetrator turned out to be a half-old child, very handsome and sunny, very polite, and the anger in my heart suddenly disappeared by half, and his voice was lowered a few times, and he said: "It turns out that he is still a child, but you should pay attention in the future, don't run around like this." There are a lot of old professors on campus, but they are not as good as us. ”

Leng Binghan handed the book he picked up to the woman, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "I'm really sorry sister, I was fascinated by the atmosphere and scenery on campus just now, so I didn't notice it." ”

Hearing Leng Binghan call her sister, the woman laughed wildly: "What a cute little brother, you are so young, where do you know what atmosphere and scenery, I think you are fascinated by beautiful beauties, right?" ”

Leng Binghan pursed his lips and laughed, since they all said that they were young, how could they be fascinated by beautiful women? It's speechless.

Seeing his deflated expression, the woman couldn't help but laugh: "Little brother, don't you listen to your accent like a human being?" What are you doing here? ”

"I said pretty sister, can you not call me little brother? My name is Leng Binghan, you can call me Xiaohan! Leng Binghan rolled his eyes and groaned angrily. When it comes to others calling him his little brother, he always has an awkward and uncomfortable feeling, and even can't help but shiver, and even his hairs stand up.

"Who told you not to tell me your name just now, I can only call you little brother, are you older than me? Besides, there's nothing wrong with the title of little brother? The woman looked at him as if she didn't understand, but her eyes were full of cunning.

Seeing Leng Binghan's very depressed expression, she smiled: "Okay, Leng Binghan's name is not bad, I will call you Xiaohan in the future, and I won't call you 'little brother' anymore!" When he said the word "little brother", he deliberately accentuated his tone, word by word, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hear it clearly.

Obviously deliberate, cold and cold is itchy teeth, I didn't expect that the girls of Peking University are really not simple, if they hadn't hit her at a loss, they would definitely have slipped away, good men don't fight women.

"Hey, Xiaohan, you haven't told you what you're doing at our school?" As if she had accidentally caught a playful toy, the woman asked reluctantly.

"Pretty sister, I've told you my name, you should tell me your name too, right? Or it's not fair! ”

"Want to know my name?" The woman was stunned for a moment, then "giggled" again, her big eyes rolled in her sockets, and said: "I think the name of beautiful sister is quite good, and it matches me very well, so you can call me beautiful sister!" ”

"Goodbye, beautiful sister!" Leng turned around and wanted to slip away.

"Come back, you come back for me. Whoa—"

Leng Binghan had just taken a few steps when he heard a moan from the woman behind him, and turned his head to see that the woman was sitting on the steps, rubbing her ankles, with a very painful look on her face, her eyes were looking at herself helplessly, and her lips moved slightly, but in the end, she still couldn't say anything.

I don't know if I accidentally sprained my foot, or if I sprained it when I hit it just now.

He looked at her coldly, and for some reason, her eyes pierced deep into his heart through his eyes, and touched his heart fiercely.