Chapter 237: Thinking a Lot (2nd Update)
After the National People's Congress was finished, Ren Zitao was led by the staff, and this time he changed to B University.
The three admissions teachers of University B were a little surprised when they saw Ren Zitao's bruised face, and the three of them looked at each other first.
Someone pushes glasses, someone raises eyebrows.
That's it, it's too late, and it's okay to say that the school can't contact anyone, why is this still hurtful?
It seems that Ren Zitao is not only a good student, but also a troubled young man.
One of the teachers seized the time to explain the advantages of B University: "We B University advocates freedom, our B University has a long history, and our B University has a "One Tower Lake Map", I have heard of it, the environment is good. β
Ren Zitao smiled and nodded frequently, but he was pondering in his heart:
Teacher, your level of persuasion is really average.
You might as well talk to me about what is delicious in the canteen of B University, what is interesting nearby, whether the transportation is convenient, at least, you can talk about it, the biggest advantage of B University compared to the technical college (Tsinghua) next door is that there are more female students.
said dryly, originally tempting, but now I listen to it without desire or desire.
Ren Zitao listened patiently, and after receiving the enrollment brochure of University B with both hands, he looked up at the staff of the Education Bureau: "I know the situation clearly, is there another one?" β
The staff immediately "looked up" at Ren Zitao, and thought: This young man is really considerate, he is more anxious than he has to get off work, and he can deal with things more than the symposium held by the Education Bureau.
When he was about to leave, one of the teachers in charge of admissions at University B didn't speak, but after Ren Zitao put his hand on the doorknob, he said:
"For a long time, parents and students have often said: Peking University Tsinghua University, Peking University Tsinghua University.
As you can imagine, you should know which school is better, right?
Ren Zitao, choosing our school means that you are about to study and live with a group of very, very good young people.
We are very different, waiting for you here. β
Ren Zitao nodded, and at this moment he felt the legendary mutual blackness.
He had heard before that the school was almost as famous, such as Qingbei calling the other party next door, such as Fudan handing it in.
For example, Cambridge and Oxford don't mention each other's school names, but "there", fortunately, I don't care that those who study in Oxford are called cows, Cambridge has to be called, um.
The next one to meet is naturally the T big who ranks "top2" in the mouth of the teacher of B University.
When Ren Zitao came in, two young admissions teachers, a man and a woman, were talking in a whisper, when they heard the door ringing, they looked up, and they were happy.
It's probably because of the young people, not to mention that Ren Zitao's face is bruised, even if he is wrapped into a mummy, it is estimated that they will also ask a few words.
These two young teachers are less arrogant, and they are obviously more enthusiastic than other schools:
"Ren Zitao, sit, let's have a good chat."
Ren Zitao nodded and sat down: "Thank you." β
The male teacher first said, "Do you know what our school's philosophy is?" Our students at T University must work for the health of the motherland for 50 years, and we must be as strong as our spirit and body, so Ren Zitao, for the sake of our own health, we must also choose our school. β
The young female teacher immediately smiled and said: "Our school has more than a dozen canteens, with food from all over the country, and for the New Year's holiday, there are additional meal coupons if there is a program anyway." β
raised his eyebrows again, looking very proud, and continued to say: "Our school is also bigger than the dormitory next door, and the freshmen next door have to be pulled to the suburbs for military training. If you're obsessed with large areas and like freedom, our school is perfectly suited and you have to ride a bike to live a normal life. β
Ren Zitao looked calm and calm, but at this time he was brainstorming and thinking:
What is the use of a large school? In your school, the ratio of men and women is seriously imbalanced, and he doesn't like this, this.
I've been thinking I've been naΓ―ve lately, and it's okay to be stupid, and then go to a school where boys are full of money, and play with a bunch of silly boys for a few years, and I won't get along with girls, and I may become more straight.
The male teacher said: "Our school will also provide more space for learning. Every year in the sophomore year, the juniors will be selected at public expense to go abroad for exchange for a semester, and the number of places is more than next door, and every summer, students can also apply for scientific research in foreign laboratories independently. β
The male teacher's words fell, and the young female teacher was always so powerful.
Following the temptation of the cafeteria, she suddenly pulled out a stack of materials, as if these materials were her killer features, and said with a smile:
"Another advantage is that this is the employment situation of our school graduates in the past three years, you can look at where they are currently working, and then look at their salary."
Ren Zitao was very pragmatic, Ma Yu took it over, and stared directly at the "annual salary" column, which was also the first time that a young man saw the word "annual salary".
He's mentally arithmetic, extremely fast mental arithmetic:
If he really chooses T University, and then he graduates from college and works, if he also gets these salaries.
If, is that enough to buy wine for the two fathers and clothes for the two mothers?
Can you support the daily expenses of two families?
In a year, birthdays, festivals, how many waist chains can you buy for men?
I still have to buy food and clothing, and I can't settle for it, I have to pick and choose the good ones.
Look, I'm starting to be sensible, and since I wanted to engage in a partner, at the age of nineteen, I unconsciously found that firewood, rice, oil, and salt were also pressure.
After Ren Zitao finished the calculation, he scratched his head and stood up.
"Okay, I know, I have to go back and discuss it with my family, thank you two teachers."
When he went out, Ren Zitao took out the phone and pressed the number: "Where is it?" β
Jiang Nan held the mobile phone and blinked his big eyes, feeling that the slap in the face was really a slap in the face.
She just finished saying to Lin Yaping: "Auntie, Brother Zitao doesn't answer your phone, but he doesn't talk to me either." β
"With your mother."
"Huh?" Ren Zitao was slightly stunned: "Where is it?" β
The girl's glutinous voice came from the phone: "In the mall, I'll return the car, and the aunt will send it here, they're shopping, huh?" Well? β
Lin Yaping snatched the phone in Jiang Nan's hand: "Where are you, your grandmother's ticket for tomorrow, I just bought the ticket, I have something to go back to my hometown, now we are strolling." β
"Then I'll wait for you at home and have dinner together in the evening."
Lin Yaping said angrily: "What did you take home, you didn't take the key." "Click, hang up.
Lin Yaping was angry, why is her son so bad, what she means is obvious, let her accompany her to go shopping, what's wrong with accompanying her? She?
She didn't look at Jiang Nan with good eyes, and didn't answer her phone, but called this girl.
Aunt Ren is more able to add chaos and look at Jiang Nan even more.
Yo, no wonder the fourth sister-in-law specially introduced just now: "This is a friend's child, Zitao has a good relationship with her." β