10. Guanghua national style

The first time she entered the headquarters of Guanghua University, Gu Fang was apprehensive, seeing the security guard on duty at the school gate, she always had the illusion that she would be stopped, she felt that she was not like a college student, let alone a student who could enter Guanghua University, in contrast, Zhang Jiawei, who rarely came to the headquarters, was very calm, and looked like she was visiting the park.

Zhang Jiawei was not only calm, but also specially found a security guard at the door and asked how to get to the School of Continuing Education of Guanghua University.

"Is it a self-test registration?" In December, there are basically only self-examinees who will go to the School of Continuing Education, and the security guard has obviously received many such inquiries, and he is familiar and enthusiastic to show the two of them the way.

Later, when Zhang Jiawei came back, she saw that Gu Yifang was waiting at the door very nervous, and she guessed the reason, and thoughtfully told her that universities and colleges are open schools, and anyone can enter and exit.

Gu Yifang nodded, looking at the people coming and going at the school gate, sure enough, they were not all students, and couldn't help but laugh secretly that he had never seen the world, and when he came back to his senses, he had been pulled in by Zhang Jiawei, looking at Zhang Jiawei's expression, it seemed that he was happier than himself, and Gu Yifang's eyes were slightly hot.

After going through a series of registration processes, Gu Yifang got two receipts, one for taking the bank card and the self-study test candidate card in March, and the other for taking the exam seat number.

Before signing up, she had already studied with Zhang Jiawei several times, and finally decided to test the water in a public course in April next year. Subsequently, after buying textbooks and tutorials, the two girls happily walked to the cafeteria, and the meal cards of Guanghua University were common in the main department.

Along the way, it was Zhang Jiawei who took Gu Yifang to ask all the way, not only asked about the canteen, but also asked about the location of the library, and went to see it by the way, Gu Yifang felt very embarrassed, obviously it was his own business, but he asked Zhang Jiawei to help Zhang Luo.

Zhang Jiawei didn't care about this, but kept feeling that the headquarters was more beautiful than the medical school branch, and after lunch, the two continued to wander around the school aimlessly.

Gu Yifang looked at those youthful faces, and felt both melancholy and sweet, melancholy that he couldn't experience such a college life after all, and sweet that he was finally one step closer to this seemingly distant life.

Walking and walking, Zhang Jiawei suddenly said excitedly: "One side, look, look, it seems to be our school's national style club." ”

"Kokufusha?" Gu Yifang looked in the direction Zhang Jiawei pointed out and couldn't help but be stunned.

There were two beautiful girls in ancient costumes in front of them, handing out flyers, at that time, Gu Yifang didn't understand the difference between ancient costumes and national style, and there were only two words in his mind: good-looking.

"Yes, the National Wind Club is an on-campus club organized for the purpose of carrying forward and continuing the traditional Chinese culture, Emma, what an official statement, I actually memorized it." Zhang Jiawei stuck out her tongue, admiring that she could put such a long list of definitions and say it word for word, the people of the Guofeng Club once came to the branch of the medical school to recruit members.

At that time, Zhang Jiawei was also watching on the side for a long time, and when she turned around, she went to see the special edition of the BBS National Style Club on campus.

"It's good-looking, by the way, one side, you like to watch all kinds of costume dramas the most, you should like it, I'll lend you the account when you go back, you can go to our school BBS to see. I heard that now, colleges and universities across the country are very popular to run national style clubs, and their slogan is, Chinese national style, clothing first. Zhang Jiawei saw that Gu Fang was very interested, so she kept introducing it on the side.

"This classmate, that's a good point." Coldly, a voice sounded from behind the two of them, startling the two of them.

Gu Yifang will never forget that turn, December Jiangnan, the ginkgo biloba turned into a golden leaf, floating in the air, crossing behind the two people, and falling lightly to the ground, but her heart seemed to stay in the air, and could not fall again.

Zhang Jiawei also looked stunned, there was a man and a woman standing behind them, both wearing ancient clothes, as if walking out of an ancient painting, the two of them dressed very similar to most people in costume dramas, but it doesn't seem to be the same thing, compared to it, it is much more dignified and atmospheric than what you see in most costume dramas, if you have to find a costume drama to compare, it is probably similar to the old version of Dream of Red Mansions.

It was the girl who spoke, her eyes were bright and bright, like jewels on her hair ornament, and Gu Fang didn't know how to describe the shocking beauty, and her language was so pale and lacking at that time. And next to the girl, standing behind is a man with an elegant and clean temperament, who should not be a student anymore, but if he is a teacher, he feels a little younger.

Somehow, the man made Gu Yifang's heart beat violently, and her eyes only touched the face slightly, so she quickly withdrew it, and looked at the girl stupidly.

The girl's reaction to the two people in front of her seemed to be commonplace, she pursed her lips and smiled: "The lecture of our Guofeng Club is about to start, if the two students are interested, go to the multimedia building, the large lecture hall on the third floor, and it will start in half an hour." Her voice was as clear as her eyes, full of enthusiasm.

Gu Yifang and Zhang Jiawei glanced at each other, they were fine in the afternoon, and they were trying to find something to spend their time, so they could be regarded as having a place to go.

"Yehyun, you've scared them." Seeing the two of them cramped and uneasy, the man smiled and spoke.

Hearing his voice, Gu Yifang's heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, seemed to be out of control again, and she suddenly felt that her face was hot, and she wanted to pull Zhang Jiawei away.

At this moment, another voice came from behind him: "Senior Sister Lixian, we haven't seen Mao Yue, has she been in contact with Huahua?" "It's the two girls who handed out the flyers.

The girl who was called Senior Sister Lixian frowned, her expression was a little displeased, "Huahua's phone can't call her at all, why is she like this, Teacher Shao, the time is almost up, I can't wait any longer, anyway, there is no less of her." ”

The girl, Lixian, was apparently one of the leaders of the club, and her tone sounded quite decisive, while the two girls looked at the man with a grin.

The man pondered for a while and said, "I'm afraid that the Ming dress is not acceptable to most people, we still need a classmate who can show the regular dress, I think...... Why don't you ask this classmate for help? ”

Seeing the man's gaze, Gu Fang looked at Zhang Jiawei enthusiastically, she was extremely nervous, she really hoped that Zhang Jiawei could agree, but she was afraid that Zhang Jiawei would agree.

"Teacher Shao......" Senior Sister Lixian stretched her voice meaningfully: "The vision is good, this girl is quite suitable." ”

Listening to this Lixian senior sister say such a rogue tone, Gu Yifang and Zhang Jiawei couldn't help but smile, and before the two of them could put away their smiles, Senior Sister Lixian stepped forward, grabbed Gu Yifang's hand and said, "This classmate, hello, I am Zhang Lixian from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine Affiliated to Guanghua University, can you do us a favor?" ”