I just dragged my dilapidated box back to the dormitory, cleaned it up briefly, and when I came out, it was a different scene.

An hour ago, it was noisy, but now there are fewer people coming in and out, as if it was a different street, and people can't help but wonder if it was really the same street just saw.

But Malt doesn't care about this, her stomach is rumbling on the side, and she can't sit idly by, after all, her stomach and body are connected, and it is important to fill her stomach.

Fortunately, because there are fewer people, I can see the street signs around clearly, and follow the directions of the street signs, and keep moving in the direction of the cafeteria.

After walking for a while, I came to the cafeteria, which was shaped like a palace and the door was open, so it seemed that there must be a lot of people inside.

Walking in, I came to the elevator and was divided into three floors, the first floor was a public canteen, the second floor was matched, and the third floor was self-service. Well, I have to say that the cafeteria is still relatively humane, since it is the first day to come here, let's go to the first floor.

I thought that the first floor would be there as long as I walked in, but I didn't expect that I just entered the cafeteria, but it was the negative floor, and I took the elevator up to the first floor.

The first floor was crowded with a lot of people, but there were still a few empty seats that could be seen, and Malt was queuing behind them curiously, everyone was in order, and there were few people around who knew each other, although there were many people, but they were not noisy.

Usually, when you order food outside, it will be served with rice, but now the situation is a little different from the outside, and everyone will stay for a while when they arrive at the rice aunt, I don't know why it is so slow.

Finally, the malt also arrived in front of the aunt, the meal in front of her was very rich, all kinds of cuisines were available, and the people in front of her were pointing to these dishes to signal the aunt, and the malt was doing the same, ordering a braised pork, and a fried cucumber, and then I heard the aunt ask very strangely: "How many taels of rice?" ”。

Rice, do you still have to count it as two? But I don't have any concept of two, is one or two a very small mouthful? Now that I finally understand why everyone is so slow, it seems that everyone is not clear about two concepts......

If one or two is a mouthful, then.... Do you have to get half a pound to eat?

The aunt who was cooking was a little impatient and began to ask, "Classmate, how many taels do you want?" ”。

Malt had to think about eating enough first, so he said, "Auntie, give me half a catty."

But when she heard the words of the little girl in front of her, Aunt Rice was immediately shocked, this little body can eat half a catty of rice? Really? I'm afraid it won't make people believe it, so I asked a little frightened: "You..... Can you eat four bowls of rice? ”。

Malton time was shocked, half a catty turned out to be four bowls of rice? This can really be regarded as an increase in knowledge, and he smiled awkwardly, "Auntie, I want a bowl of rice" Now this situation can only be covered up with a smile.

But fortunately, the people around me were all freshmen, and they didn't have much of a concept of the two, so they didn't say anything.

Malt took his own dinner plate, and ran to a corner by the window alone, it turned out that half a catty could be converted into four bowls of rice, if the aunt didn't ask just now, just take four bowls of rice in front of him, it's just embarrassing......

Although the food in this school is not as delicious as the food at home, but after a tiring day, it can be regarded as a complete meal, and from time to time I look out the window, the weather is still so good, as if I have eaten a full meal, for the strange environment around me, everything has become extraordinarily relaxed.

It's just that it's a little lonely to eat alone, remembering that when I was in high school, I always had a few particularly good friends around me to play around, and it seems that everything is developing in another direction according to my grandmother's words, and the future days will be different from before......

But loneliness is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the fear of loneliness, malt smiled at the sky outside, and before he knew it, the meal on the plate had been eaten, and he watched everyone neatly send the plate to the place where the tableware was placed, and he followed suit.

I walked out of the door and stretched, the sun shone on my face, everything was warm, but at this time, there was a sudden crowd of people gathered on the street, and out of curiosity, the malt kept moving closer there.

When I got closer, I realized that everyone was staring at a billboard, but what could be so strange about the billboard, was it worth the crazy screams of these little girls? Malt shook her head unconsciously, but she still couldn't hold back and went to take a look.

I saw a few big characters written on the billboard: school flower list, school grass list, and school list.

It seems that everyone is really the most able to listen to entertaining scandals, even malt is no exception.

Approaching the school flower list, I saw that the senior sisters on the list were really beautiful, and the perfect faces were fascinating smiles, as if they could make their debut directly, so that many boys gathered there and couldn't disperse for a long time.....

Malt couldn't help but sigh that there would be such beautiful people, everyone is born as a human being, why are some people beautiful, this is really unfair~

Then I saw the next list: the school grass list, there is no doubt, the school grass list is the man of the year among the boys in the school, and they are generally known for their handsome faces (but under this surface aura, I don't know what is hidden behind it, but everyone doesn't care about these at all).

All of them are heroic, with a sunny sports style, a domineering president style, and ...... That familiar look of indifference.

Malt unconsciously took a few steps forward, and the person in the school grass list was miscanthus salt? Looking at the name carefully, it is indeed so, it is the mango of mango.

Manganese is actually at the top of the list! This is really heavy news, and who would have thought that the top of the school grass list would help them carry their luggage today, they are happy when they think about it, and their faces are constantly overflowing with smiles. But what would be hidden behind that indifferent gaze, Malt was a little curious.

Immediately close to the last list, it says the list of academic masters, there is no doubt that it must be a god-level figure in each department and major, and if you can be on the list in such a great school, you must have a very smart mind.

Malt is still used to looking from the bottom up, perhaps because of his height! The people around are crowded, and everyone is concerned about this list. Slowly looking up, I didn't expect that the first place was still that indifferent eyes!

Malt's eyes flashed with unprecedented light, and he clapped his hands unconsciously, "I just said that the person who can watch "The Great Gatsby" must be an extraordinary person!" ”。

Maybe it was because his voice was loud enough to make the noise of the people next to him, and they all cast strange glances at him, and Malt had to smile awkwardly at them, and then withdrew.....

It turns out that Mangni is such an excellent person, look, I have said before that the person who likes to read the books of Francis Scott Kee Fitzgerald must be an interesting person. But..... He looked a little aloof, but the more indifferent he was, the more interested Malt seemed to be.

After walking around the campus for a few laps, I returned to the dormitory, that is, according to my young memory, it is still better, otherwise this small town is really going to be like a maze, gently push the door open, and walk in, the other people still haven't moved in, and it's just Xinrou alone.

Malt said with emotion, "I didn't expect the four of them to come yet, and I don't know what everyone is doing.....

Xinrou didn't speak, just carefully packed up what she had eaten.

Malt leaned over curiously, "Are you really full?" Why don't I accompany you to the cafeteria to eat, I don't have anything to do anyway."

At this time, I saw Xinrou stuffing the leftover half of the steamed buns aside, and buttoned the lid of the pickles on the side, Malt was a little surprised, and asked suspiciously: "You just eat these?" ”。

Xinrou nodded cautiously, "I brought it from home, there's nothing wrong with eating this."

"But... Eating this doesn't seem to be nutritious for the body, right? Malt said.

Xinrou panicked and put them on the other side, out of sight, "I think it's okay."

Malt didn't ask anything, just returned to his side, looking out the window, everything is a strange new place for himself, a new starting point, there is no way to forget the moment his grandmother left, from childhood to adulthood, grandma accompanied him to grow up, never thought that one day grandma would actually go back to the countryside, too sudden can not not accept, after all, this is grandma's own decision, no matter what, you have to respect her.

When I opened my old suitcase, there were several books in it, all of which were written by Francis Scott Kee Fitzgerald, and when I was very young, I was very curious when I heard my father tell a story about this man, and I read almost all the books he wrote, and the most impressive was the one "The Great Gatsby".

Putting a few Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald's books on the shelves, sometimes I really want to be a writer like him, but unfortunately there is already a writer like him in the world, so it is impossible to have another one, which is the truth.

A few hours passed, and finally someone pushed open the door of this dormitory again, and introduced themselves one by one, I don't know why, I was a little nervous.

Each bed has been covered with futons of various colors, and it is true that it is not as neat as when I first came in, but there is more fireworks, which is quite good.

Everyone brought their own kinds of strange things to the table, and everyone seemed to have a lot of ideas, but because everyone had just met and were not familiar with it, many words could only be limited to a few words.

Malt picked up a copy of Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby" and patiently turned the first page, but at this time remembered that indifferent look.