It was already more than twelve o'clock when Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan arrived in the capital, and it was already one o'clock when they took their luggage out of the airport, so they found a restaurant to eat at random and went straight to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts.

In the capital in September, the scorching sun is like fire, and the heat wave is blowing, dry and dry.

Jingmei is a secondary college under Jingcheng University, and the college is also in Jingjing University, which only recruits more than 200 people every year, and the score line of cultural courses is too high, even so, there are 20,000 or 30,000 applicants every year, and it is not too much to say that one out of a hundred.

Today, all the faculties and departments of Beijing University are welcome to take a new place, and the taxi is blocked before it arrives at the gate of the university.

Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan got out of the car and walked, and before they reached the school gate, they saw a red welcome banner pulled up, and there were many volunteers composed of sophomore students at the door, and many freshmen and parents were carrying large bags and small bags of luggage walking slowly.

Beijing University is a science-oriented institution, and there is a teacher's college on the side, with female students accounting for half of the 80 percent, and the two universities are close to each other, and there are often social activities, and the relationship is very close.

At this moment, it was half past two in the afternoon, the hottest time in the capital, there were not many students reported, and a few sophomore volunteers were sitting under the umbrella drinking water, looking at Song Fengwan, and poked the person beside him.

"This is going to the Academy, right?"

"Eighty percent of them are, there is not a single girl in our hospital this year."

"If you don't want to be so miserable, there are nine in our hospital this year."

……

A few people were talking and laughing, and they saw Song Fengwan coming over, "May I ask where is the reporting point of the Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

Several people hurriedly came back to their senses, "Kyomi? ”

"Hmm." Song Fengwan said with a smile.

She was born beautifully, her facial features were delicate and delicate, she did not cover her umbrella, her velvet hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and she was wearing white jeans, clean and fresh.

"Jingmei is still in the innermost, I'll take you there." A few boys' eyes lit up.

In fact, most of the boys who come to volunteer are single, and they just want to take the opportunity to hook up with elementary school girls.

"No need, just show the way, don't bother you." Josie Yan walked straight over.

A tall and thin young man, with a long and jade body, sharp eyes as thick as the deep sea, and a lot taller than these people, the superior elite temperament around him is prohibitive.

The boy showed them the way and watched them leave.

"Doesn't it look like a couple? I guess it's not a boyfriend. Although Qiao Xiyan protected Song Fengwan, his demeanor was in a measured manner, and although he was close, he had no sense of intimacy.

"Eighty percent not, but it's fierce enough. Look at the look in his eyes, he can kill. ”

"This senior sister is mine, don't rob me, I'm going to go and see, what's her name?"

A few people followed as they spoke.

Song Feng arrived at the reporting location in the evening, the reporting office of the Academy of Fine Arts was in the gymnasium, and there was also the School of Physics and Biochemistry, and the venue did not feel cold even if the air conditioning was on.

She was received by several senior sisters, and when they heard her name, they looked at her in surprise.

"Sign it here." A senior sister handed over a sign-in sheet, and Song Fengwan's name was in the first place, "The number on it is your student number, and you have used this student number for four years in college, which is very important, you have to remember it, and fill in your mobile phone number by the way." ”

"Hmm." Song Fengwan nodded.

"This is your meal card, dormitory key...... "The senior sister explained a lot to her, "There will be a class meeting on the afternoon of the 8th, and then lead the training supplies, the location is in Yuhe Tower 403, which is also the usual place for evening self-study, and freshmen have to study at night." ”

Yuhe?

Song Fengwan's pen paused.

"Our Academy of Fine Arts has three buildings, just the southernmost part of the school, you can walk around more and get familiar with the school." Senior sister smiled.

"Hmm."

"Your kettle mosquito nets, you have to go to the second canteen to get these, your dormitory is in Building 58, except for the gymnasium along the main road, there will be a dormitory distribution map." The senior sister has just finished explaining everything.

"Thank you." After Song Feng thanked him in the evening, he followed Qiao Xiyan and left.

"This is the first major in our college this year, the cultural class is surprisingly high, with such results, you can go to other colleges." Several people laughed.

"I would have liked to have said a few more words to her, the man next to her is standing there, it's too scary."

……

A few people here laughed, Song Fengwan had arrived at the dormitory, the dormitory was on the third floor, because of the freshman report, the women's dormitory was open to boys for the next three days.

Quadruple room, four beds, a table and four stools, very simple, everyone's name has been posted on the bed, there is no need to occupy a bed at all, the dormitory and Song Fengwan have already come to three girls, one of the girls with a round face and bangs is sitting on the bed on the phone.

Another suitcase was pressed on the bed, the person was not there, Song Fengwan looked at the bed, the beds were all on the table, after a summer vacation, there was a lot of dust.

Josie Yan helped her wipe the stool, "You sit down first, I'll help you get something." ”

As soon as he left, the round-faced girl also finished calling, "Song Fengwan?" "Names are all on the bed.

"Hmm."

"My name is Hu Xinyue, and I am from northern Shaanxi." Although the girl has a baby face, her voice is not small, and she can see that her personality is very straightforward.

"I'm from Cloud City."

"Do you want to wipe down the table or something, I have a rag."

"Okay, thank you." Song Fengwan twisted the rag and began to wipe the table.

"Who are you who sent you here just now? Boyfriend? Hu Xinyue was very arrogant, and she had already gotten out of bed and began to pack her suitcase.

"My brother."

"I thought it was your boyfriend?"

Song Feng smiled sheepishly.

"Are you in love?" She turned her head to look at Song Fengwan.

Song Fengwan grabbed the rag, seeing that she had a bold personality, for fear that Josie would come back later, she said that she missed her mouth and smiled without saying a word.

"There must be a lot of people chasing you, and I fell in love in my sophomore year of high school." Hu Xinyue mentioned her boyfriend, but she was a little shy.

"Sophomore?" Song Fengwan raised his eyebrows.

"Then my family found out, almost beat me to death, and helped me transfer schools." Hu Xinyue said lightly at the moment.

Song Fengwan's heart jumped, "What about later?" ”

"I've been secretly contacting, but he didn't do well in this exam, so he stayed in northern Shaanxi and read three books."

……

The two chatted for a while, and then Josie Yan went upstairs with the supplies distributed by the school, and simply cleaned up, and the girl who had already come to report also arrived.

is called Miao Yating, a southerner, petite and with a loud voice, his parents followed, greeted them, and gave them some southern specialties, so that they could take more care of their daughters.

At four o'clock, the last bed in the dormitory came.

It was a middle-aged woman who came, because everyone was cleaning up their things, and it was inevitable that there was no place to put her feet in the dormitory, and she was disgusted.

Song Fengwan looked at her with a fashionable dress and a brand-name bag, and as soon as he touched the table, he walked to the bathroom in disgust.

"Hey-Xinxin, I'm in the dormitory, the environment is too bad, let's go home and live, how can this place live in people."

"Our house is not far from the school, I see this dormitory, there is not even a place to take a bath, how can I spend the summer."

"And it's all top bunks, how dangerous it is to sleep at night."

……

Several other people in the dormitory were silent when they heard this.

"People from the capital, no wonder they are so proud." Hu Xinyue was speechless.

Song Fengwan hunched over and hung a mosquito net, smiling and not speaking.

"Cousin, the quilt or something, when are we going to get it?" Song Fengwan's clothes and quilts are almost all in Fu Shen's place.

"I'll call later." Josie Yan said and walked out with his phone.

When Song Fengwan climbed out of bed, he saw Hu Xinyue holding tape pasting a pictorial, a black-and-white picture, on which an old man was drawn.

A generation of masters –

Qiao Yuhe.

Song Fengwan was almost frightened, "Xinyue, you are ......"

"My idol, I studied art just for Qiao Lao, you don't know it, right? I know him when I study art, and I have to take every exam. ”

"I know." Song Fengwan said with a smirk.

"It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, and I can't witness the demeanor of the master." Hu Xinyue pasted the pictorial and wiped it a few times.

Qiao Xiyan had already returned to the house, "Evening, I'm going to Fu's house for dinner tonight, you clean up again, and we'll go." ”

"Are you coming back tonight?" Hu Xinyue hurriedly asked, if Song Feng would not come at night, she would probably be alone in the dormitory.

"I shouldn't come, I didn't bring my quilt." Song Fengwan smiled apologetically.

"Then leave a contact information, when will you go back to school, call me."

Qiao Xiyan just watched the two girls leaning together and talking to each other, her eyes fell on the pictorial on Hu Xinyue's bedside, and her eyes were gloomy.

I didn't expect this old man to have fans?

The older he gets, the more irritable his temper becomes, Josie Yan was playful when he was a child, and he didn't care about those jades, so he was often smoked with a feather duster, and then he had a problem with his arm, and he couldn't bear the weight, so he simply got on his feet.

The master in the eyes of others, in his memory, is a grumpy and arrogant little old man.

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When Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan left the school gate, it was already evening, and the two took a taxi and went straight to the Fu family's old house.

Fu Shen went to school to pick up Huaisheng and waited in the old mansion.

The old lady hadn't seen Song Feng for a long time, and she was busy early in the morning, Fu Lao sat on the rocking chair, holding a hookah, and glanced at Fu Shen who was studying chess games on her side.

What does this kid want to do when he is dressed up so fresh and clean today?

I don't usually prefer black caftan shirts, why are you dressed so young today?

Since I was a child, I love to pretend to be old, who will I show it today!

------Off topic------

It's not that the third master deliberately pretends to be tender, but the daughter-in-law he is looking for is too young, haha......

Late and late is finally here, third master, isn't it chicken jelly!

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