Song Jie, who went straight to school, arrived at the school at about three o'clock in the afternoon, but after taking the bus to the outside of the school, Song Jie was a little blind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

First, he didn't go through the formalities, second, he couldn't find the academic affairs office, and third, he couldn't get into the school. Well, last but most importantly, this school has a system of restricting visitors because of its prominence. Song Jie had a brain pump today, and directly deleted all the messages he thought were sent by the admissions office. So he didn't have the ID number, and he couldn't find someone to put himself in.

Facing the cold closed door, Song Jie's face was full of gloom, he was rushing over now, but he couldn't even find someone who could open the door for him. The electronic console of this gate is cold and impersonal (and it can't be approachable), and it can't be opened without an invitation code or student card.

In fact, Song Jie can not be so stubborn, the school is divided into four areas, the central area faces the main building group, so it looks relatively strict, most visitors will also choose to enter from the middle door, and students can enter and exit the campus from the single area door closer to the dormitory building, after all, the university is already a place that does not restrict students' freedom.

However, Song Jie, a person who basically doesn't like to check information, the concept that it is safer to get in from where he gets off the bus is deeply imprinted in his mind. Three o'clock is the class time, and people who don't have classes basically don't have the heart to wander around at the gate of the central district, so they can't meet well-wishers to help Song Jie brush the school gate open.

So maybe Song Jie, who has lived in a savage for four months, has an abnormal brain, or it can be said that there is a mistake in his brain, he actually thought of turning over the school gate, and quickly put it into action!

Turning over the folding door, Song Jie's feet had just fallen to the ground, and he was detained by two security guards who ran from afar from the service office. What Song Jie was thinking at the moment was not that he had done something wrong and was caught, but that he was the eldest brother, could someone have said it earlier!

The above is Song Jie's hard reporting process.

Xia Chenchen's face was blue, and he fished the person out of the service room and took it directly to the academic affairs office. Fang Weiran, who was facing the two of them, was speechless.

Song Jie couldn't figure out what the identity of this old man was, and he seemed to have a deep grudge against himself, and his anger seemed to be about to explode. But in the case of disliking him so much, he actually took him out and took him to the academic affairs office to go through the admission procedures.

Fang Weiran sighed helplessly, lowered his head and scratched twice on the display screen, "Song Jie, the lowest score in the history of the school, the longest delay in the admission report, violating the school rules and crossing the school gate, two demerits, and one entry into the file." No objection that no outstanding contribution or outstanding performance will not erase a bad record, right? ”

Song Jie nodded very honestly at the moment, there was nothing wrong with what people said, but he was speechless Why can he still come here to study even though he is like this, is this school really so short of students.

"Let's sign it", Fang Weiran stretched out his hand and handed Song Jie an electronic pen, and as soon as the screen turned, the content displayed on it turned upside down and rushed in the direction of Song Jie, "This kind of thing to be recorded in the file requires the handwritten signature of the person concerned, but you can think about it, you can't regret it after signing." ”

Song Jie lowered his head and thought for a moment, "How about I regret it now?" ”

"You can just leave this school as if nothing happened, but the doors of the Imperial Capital Theological Academy will never be open to you again." Fang Weiran glanced at Xia Chenchen with amusement, this kid didn't seem to appreciate his affection very much.

However, Song Jie, who hadn't read all the letters, didn't know what Xia Chenchen, the old professor, had secretly helped him do, including the leave procedures for doing bad things with good intentions, otherwise he wouldn't have more miserable records for the first two items. Without knowing the identity of the old man sitting next to him, Song Jie lowered his head and turned the electronic pen in his hand in circles.

Xia Chenchen's face darkened, Song Jie hesitated, obviously meaning to put down his pen, "What are you afraid of, it's a big deal that my research results will be crowned with your name once, and your bad record will be offset." Sign it! Xia Chenchen finally couldn't help but roar.

What is the origin of this old man, the sudden appearance of a loud voice frightened Song Jie from deep thought, sign it, and it doesn't seem to have any effect on him with a little bad record, he has no plans to go to the north again, and it doesn't seem to be very difficult for him to eliminate bad records, thinking about this, the tip of the electronic pen quickly slid up on the display screen.

Seeing Song Jie's signature, Xia Chenchen's eyes lit up, and his face was not so ugly. Even Fang Weiran's expression crossed a touch of appreciation.

First of all, no matter how well the child is studying, whether he behaves in a good way or not, just looking at this word, I feel that this child's future is not simple. As the old saying goes, words are like people, and now in such an era of popularization of electronic products, there are not many people who can write well, and Song Jie's words have obviously worked hard. The strokes are powerful, strong and toned, but I don't know if he just practiced the name.

Fang Weiran secretly gave Xia Chenchen a look, and when he saw that the old man was also squeezing his eyes at him, Fang Weiran, who was curious, called up a list of accommodation options in his heart. "Classmate Song Jie, I'm going to assign you a dormitory in a while, you can fill out this form first."

In fact, the dormitory has been divided a long time ago, this form is purely for people with special requirements, and ordinary students do not need to fill it in at all, only those who have taboos in life, such as what doctrines to believe, forbidden mouths in daily life, and taboos in daily behavior.

This led to Song Jie filling out this inexplicable form when almost all of them chose others, of course, they couldn't avoid writing, looking at Song Jie's beautiful italic characters, Fang Weiran's eyes were filled with sincere appreciation, "In this era, there are not many people who can calm down and practice good words, Professor Xia really pressed the treasure this time." It's just that this student's foundation is not very good, so I have to put a lot of effort into it, so I don't want him to transfer to our Department of Literature and Art. ”

Song Jie's head is big when he fills in this form, is this a 365 basic question for the whole person? What would you do if someone in the dormitory sleeps and snores, one by one a basin of cold water teaches him to be a man, two silently tells yourself that this person does not exist, three pierces the villain, four wakes him up and goes out to fight?? Are you sure such questions aren't meant to be funny? Are you sure there is a need to ask questions like this? Such a question caused Song Jie, who was in a deep entanglement in his brain, to subconsciously hum when he heard someone speak, Xia Chenchen just showed a smug look and instantly became angry, and twisted Song Jie's ear with one hand, "What are you blind?; The old man has been busy for more than two months, running before and after running for so long, and you are going to switch to the junior's door? What are you when I am? While scolding, Xia Chenchen slipped people out of the door of the Academic Affairs Office.

The electronic pen that was left on the display screen by Song Jie let go of his hand turned around lonely, Fang Weiran shook his head helplessly, this old professor is really in good spirits.

Forget it, he still honestly handles the work at hand, and it is indeed not something that a kind person should do to grab students with such old seniors, especially in biomedicine, a major that few people are willing to take.

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"Uncle, can you let go first." Song Jie was able to accommodate this old man by walking two steps with his ears in his hands, but this is all except for the door of the Academic Affairs Office, why are you still holding him.

Xia Chenchen spread out his hand, crossed his waist with one hand, and followed his chest that fluctuated with his violent breathing with the other, "Uncle? Do you know that I've been working hard for a student like you for more than two months, and you're going to run away with Fang Weiran? Was it biomedical science that you chose first? Let me ask you what you thought about signing up for this at that time? Let me tell you, your academic tutor is me, and besides, you are my uncle. Tell you, you will feel good after the results. The old man blew his beard and stared at him for a long time, and Song Jie finally barely understood what he wanted to express.

Song Jie has been really stupid in the past few months, and he still has a very illusory feeling when he returns to the "real world", and his brain can't bend back.

"Hey, no, I want to study biomedicine, did I promise anything just now?" Song Jie rubbed his sore ears a little confusedly, and then suddenly came to his senses, "Wait, you are my instructor?!" Then he whispered a few more words, but Xia Chenchen didn't hear it too clearly.

"What were you just muttering there?" Just like that experiment, things can't understand Xia Chenchen always feels like a kitten's paws scratching there.

"No, no, I really thank you for being serious and responsible, and being busy for a student like me." The last sentence Song Jie said is true, he has actually planned to retake the exam again next year, but he didn't expect that he would be able to successfully register when he came to school.

Xia Chenchen raised his eyebrows, his expression became happy, the truth and falsehood could still be heard, although Song Jie's first half of the sentence was a bit fake, it is estimated that what he muttered was not these two sentences, Xia Chenchen still threw him an electronic magnetic buckle in a happy mood. "Your dormitory is in Jingxian Park, Central District, Jingxian Eight, 304, between two people, your roommate is one of your seniors, usually have nothing to learn more from him to learn the basics, you can live in a single room after he graduates."

"Study hard, I'm optimistic about you, I'll stand behind you when you take the assessment for two days, you're a very talented child, you can see that you're very sensitive to numbers, I'm glad I didn't choose any broken computers or creative new learning."

Because Xia Chenchen didn't go far from the Academic Affairs Office after pulling Song Jie's ears out, a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy face who came to get the materials happened to hear Xia Chenchen's remarks. This middle-aged man happened to be the head of the department of innovative science.

"We're professional rubbish?" The middle-aged man answered with a smile on his face.

Xia Chenchen turned his head, and his mood, which had just calmed down, instantly became gloomy, "What, am I wrong again?" If it weren't for the fact that your major always occupies the resources of good students, the research results of biomedical science would have been thrown out of your ten streets. In front of me, Xia Chenchen still didn't leave any room for people to be angry.

The middle-aged man sneered, "This is the student you said you were going to stay, right?" It takes so much effort and so much effort to be a genius student, so do you dare to let him compete with my student during the final exam, my student won, I hope you don't continue to squeeze me on the issue of student origin on the college council, so that I have to run to the academic affairs office twice in three days, which is good for everyone. ”

"What I'm saying is the truth." Xia Chenchen snorted and patted Song Jie's shoulder vigorously, and he bared his teeth in pain. Xia Chenchen, who was not hurting, directly agreed, "Bibi, I'll be afraid of you?" By overall grade? ”

The middle-aged man's expression calmed down a lot, "Then thank you for giving me this opportunity, I don't bully your profession, I heard that you are now conducting an experiment on implanting a chip into a living organism to maintain the body's immune balance, but it has not been successful, let's compare whose students can design a chip suitable for transplantation and successfully implant the chip into the organism." ”

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Xia Chenchen almost didn't take a breath to recite it, is this called fairness? It is true that half of the science is needed, and half of the biomedicine is needed, but this biomedical is used in the second half, and the light energy implant will not design the chip and can only get zero points in this competition, and the students of their major are good, regardless of whether the chip is so outstanding or not, they can always get some points. Xia Chenchen opened his mouth and was about to scold, but Song Jie, who was standing beside him, pulled Xia Chenchen's arm.

"Mentor, I'm better!"