For the first time in Zhu Beichen's heart, a girl lived in it, not simply for love.

She's just a mystery!

The professional meeting was held in a large multimedia classroom.

There were more than 300 seats in the classroom, and 10 people sat in a sparse room, and on the podium stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and a woman who looked to be in her early 30s.

Seeing that the number of people was about the same, the middle-aged man slowly opened the conversation, "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, welcome everyone here, I am your homeroom teacher, my surname is Ai, and my single name is Shu." This person next to me is also your future counselor, Zheng Lan. ”

Ai Shu's behavior and conversation are full of elegant and peaceful temperament, but the counselor has a serious face.

"Our major is a brand new major, and it is the only one in the country, and you are the first students of this major. I believe that all of you sitting here today have a strong interest in history, but this discipline is not only limited to history, but also a study of cultural inheritance. The reason why it is called ancient history is because in the next five years you will be exposed to not only the 5,000-year-old civilization inheritance of China, but also the changes in global history in ancient times, and what you will learn here is a wider range of knowledge. ”

Aishu's voice was very magnetic, the baritone with a low vocal range, and the articulate words deeply embedded the short introduction of this series in the minds of everyone present.

"Ahem, our major is still relatively biased, so there are a few students in this first class." Ai Shu also noticed that the number of students was a little out of place in this empty classroom, and said in a mocking tone.

"Well, at this time, the total number of our professionals is not very large, so you might as well introduce yourself. I have also learned about the personal information of my classmates, and some of you are very talented. Since we will be studying ancient culture for the next five years, you can also describe your name as much as possible in a short sentence of ancient Chinese. Don't force everyone to use this way, just to get acquainted with each other, let's get started now. ”

Aishu looked at the ten students under the podium with an expectant expression.

Although the profession is relatively biased, it has not led to an imbalance in the gender ratio of the personnel in this specialty, and the number of men and women in the ten people present is evenly divided.

Most women studying the humanities are shy, and the women in the front row look at the men in the back row, expecting a boy to lead the way in the opening chapter and take the initiative to introduce themselves demonstratively.

Surprisingly, the men hiding in the back behaved more shyly, and the two sides engaged in a tug-of-war in the classroom, and the atmosphere of the venue was solemn, and the two sides of the awkward confrontation were silent for three minutes, and the two spectators on the podium began to be a little impatient.

A petite figure in the front row stood up with a cower, and from the back, it was a slender and thin girl. From Zhu Beichen's point of view, he could only look at the half of the delicate and immature cheeks, the skin was white and delicate, and she was as thin as the girl next door.

"My name is Lin Yiyi, and I am always sorrowful, and I have bowed my head and wept. My name means longing for my mother," the girl's voice was small, and she gently spit out an ancient rhyme when she recited the poem.

Aishu nodded with a smile and took the lead in applauding. He likes this simple meaning, strong feelings, and also affirms this girl who looks weak.

Zhu Beichen couldn't help but glance at the girl more, and expressed his appreciation for her speech and demeanor.

The mouth repeated, and the eternity was still sorrowful.

That's Feng Zikai's "Sheltering from the Rain in the Mountains", she should be a nostalgic person.

The dull knock on the door interrupted Zhu Beichen's thoughts, and he followed the sound, and there was a girl dressed in white standing at the door of the classroom.

The eyebrows are deeply locked, a pair of moist eyes like a cold night exude a little cold light, Bai Jing Shengxue's face is flushed with a smile, slightly bent and stretched, and a shawl with long hair scattered on both sides.

"Sorry, I'm late." The words were indifferent and indifferent.

The cold tone is like a dusty figure.

The appearance of the girl attracted everyone's attention, and the cold temperament made the temperature in the room seem to be plummeting.

This is the second time she's been in this school, so, is that her?

The eleventh person, Ai Shu looked at Zheng Lan, and everyone was together.

The classmates followed Lin Yiyi, introducing themselves one by one, squeezing the talents in their wombs, and compiling unique names. The boys enthusiastically expressed themselves and tried to impress in front of this new special girl.

Maybe she is too special, invisibly oozing a cold and noble temperament, a beautiful and stunning appearance, sitting alone in a corner of the classroom.

The introduction to each person is only to listen quietly on one side, and the behavior is silent, and there is a consistent silence.

Only when Zhu Beichen got up, he followed the astonishment of his classmates and glanced sideways.

"Ouyang Ying, Ying came out, taken from "Historical Records: The Biography of Jun Yuqing of the Plains".

A bland summary, like a string sound, is the cold girl.

She is also surnamed Ouyang and has exactly the same appearance. The timbre is also very similar, but the temperament is completely different.

Qingwen doesn't have such a cold temperament as hers, is she or not?

This mystery is like a girl who is deeply attracted to herself, who she really is.

He recalled that night, when Qingwen stretched out her slender hand to caress the wolf.

Looking at Ouyang Ying coldly, Zhu Beichen felt that he was also affected by her in a trance, and the whole person behaved calmly and indifferently.

The remaining procedures are a series of schedules such as the military training arrangement presided over by Zheng Lan and the opening ceremony after the military training.

Zhu Beichen spent his time in a daze, and he didn't have the heart to listen to Zheng Lan's words in detail. Until the end of the meeting, which lasted more than an hour.

"Qingwen," Zhu Beichen followed as soon as possible, shouting towards Ouyang Ying in the crowd.

She didn't look back, but provoked a few unrelated people to turn around. Zhu Beichen was reluctant to catch up, and when he was about to rub shoulders, he didn't know how to say the first sentence.

Seeing Ouyang Ying drifting away, Zhu Beichen's heart became more and more confused.

It was a fragrant smell as light as an orchid, Zhu Beichen didn't know about perfume, and he rarely smelled the smell of perfume, but it was completely different from the natural body fragrance on Qingwen's body.

Everyone's subconscious mind has a conditioned reflex, and when someone calls their name, the body responds in a series of physical reactions. But Zhu Beichen couldn't see Ouyang Ying's slightest physical response.

She, maybe not her.

"Zhu Beichen." Lin Yiyi called out to himself who was thinking about the flow of people in a demented manner, this name included this person, and they were all one of the two people who he was extremely concerned about in the classroom just now.

"Well, Lin Yiyi, just call me Beichen directly." Zhu Beichen has an inexplicable affection for this female classmate who was born with the temperament of a girl next door.

She is dressed plainly, but she is very clean and tidy, and she will talk to herself with a shy expression and tone, just like Sister Lin who walked out of the ink splash painting.

"Well, you can also call me Yiyi, your 'Beichen Fu' is really well written." That was the article that Zhu Beichen filled in the college entrance examination paper, but the mood of a few months ago was far from his current situation.

But it was this word-for-word that gave Lin Yiyi infinite reverie, simple wording and sentences, saying that Beichen's arrogance was exhausted, and she wanted to see this person.

"It's all in the past." Zhu Beichen can't tell what kind of grief he is, no matter how good things are in the past, they don't belong to the present.

"Come with me to the library and sit down, I want to read a book." Lin Yiyi in front of her feels very familiar to herself, she really looks like her sister, she has never known her before, and she wants her to accompany her when she is down.

Lin Yiyi nodded her head.

The library is a large building, a full five stories high, and the collection of books is extensive.

Zhu Beichen didn't know why he chose to come here, he was not a dead student.

Maybe just looking for a quiet place to do something quietly.

This is the Humanities Museum, and the books here are all in the humanities and natural fields.

In front of the rows of new and tall bookshelves, there was an abrupt book standing in the middle, with a dark yellow cover. At first glance, it has a heavy smell of historical soil, and the book paper is old, and it should be an old reading.

The pages were folded many times to show damage, so conspicuous compared to the brand-new books around them.

The entire book was written in Russian, and Zhu Beichen recognized the font of this script, but he did not understand the content of this script.

Each type of library has a corresponding seat for students to read, and the desktop is white and tidy, and it is not used for a long time, perhaps just after the start of the school year, and there are not many people reading books in the humanities and science museum.

Zhu Beichen took back the Russian book and sat next to Lin Yiyi, and the seats of the two were close to each other. He liked the quiet atmosphere of reading.

Well, this is a Russian book. Lin Yiyi's eyes lit up, could it be that he knew Russian, it was another surprising discovery, he could always surprise people.

"Don't look at me, I don't know Russian." Zhu Beichen just thinks that this book is very special, and he only has one thought, even if he can't understand it, he just flips through it at will. It's a strange feeling.

"I understand." Lin Yiyi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of confidence.

She is a Korean girl, born in the border area of the northeastern three countries, and her life is often full of all kinds of Russians. Years of linguistic environment have also allowed the clever Yiyi to learn the obscure and difficult Russian.

Lin Yiyi explained the origin of her identity in detail, which aroused Zhu Beichen's curiosity. This is the first Korean girl I have come into contact with, and I have never seen even a minority person before.

"Well, Yiyi, can you help me see what this book is about." Although he felt that this Korean girl brought him a different kind of kindness, but the first time he called a female classmate like this, Zhu Beichen always felt a little awkward.

"Well, the mysterious Great Western Continent Ancient Bureau." Lin Yiyi reached out and took the book and glanced at the title, then carefully opened the old paper and looked at it carefully.

"What is the Great Western Continent Ancient Bureau?" The mentality of curiosity is reflected in a boy who is not very old, which seems to be normal. Lin Yiyi still looked at the book in a low voice, and she didn't respond, she read very seriously.

It's like a book that tells a mythological story, and one year there was a massive plague outbreak in the ancient land of the Great Western Continent, and all the healers were helpless.

The king of this land set up an ancient chess game in the temple, and consulted a wise man with both ability and political integrity to break the game, hoping to find someone with great wisdom to end the plague that spread for many years and spread throughout the entire land of the Great West Continent, but he has never been able to find the person who broke the game.

It wasn't until a few years later that a mysterious woman easily unlocked the ancient situation of the Great Western Continent and was treated with great ceremonies by the king. This woman of mysterious origin, holding an ancient seal made of crystal polishing, attracted the power of the stars, and put an end to this raging epidemic.

Because of the impact of this plague, the population of the Great Western Continent has gradually declined due to population reproduction.

Lin Yiyi's Russian skills are very solid, and the outline of this book is translated plainly, concisely and thoroughly.

Who is the author of this book?

"The late Russian writer, Torenezhovkosky, a legendary explorer, science fiction writer." Lin Yiyi explained.