The curtain of the bed shook in the breeze, and a flash of light shone into the room through the gap, and the light hit the young man's face in a bright and dark way.

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and woke up from his sleep. I just saw the bed board overhead.

"Where is this?" He was still a little vague, he didn't react, he was stunned for a while, and then came back to his senses, "Mizuki dormitory, it's over, I'm going to be late." ”

This is already the third day of his arrival in the capital. That day, he and Feng Yao took a flight to Mizuki, and it was only before five o'clock, and they checked in directly into the hotel.

In the evening, Feng Yao invited a senior brother and his former teacher. Yang Fan had met those two and thought they were both high-level people.

The teacher's teacher is relatively low-key, almost sixty years old, looking at more than fifty points, round-framed black glasses, white face, unique demeanor, paying attention to all kinds of details at any time, implicit but not revealing.

That senior brother, that is, Yang Fan's counselor from today, is much more impetuous. He was less than forty years old, his sideburns were slightly bald, his eyebrows were thick and neat, and his eyes were sparkling.

That night, at a dinner party for four people in the hotel, Yang Fan lost his eyeballs, and the three of them drank more than half of the time, which was ugly, and all kinds of yellow jokes came out of their mouths.

"Teacher Feng has been pretending to be a young man for a long time, and he is also profligate and rude in front of his acquaintances. ”

After drinking twice in a row, Yang Fan finally saw several people clearly.

"They are all real characters, and they don't have the imagination of the world all day long, so they are down-to-earth. ”

The next day, Feng Yao arranged Yang Fan into this Shuimu dormitory and became roommates with the two students in the mathematics and applied mathematics classes.

Shuimu University, with Feng Yao's memories of youth, took Yang Fan around all day.

Ziqing Pavilion, Zhu Ziqing writes poems in the pavilion. Wen Ting, in memory of Mr. Wen Yiduo. The auditorium, the library, the first school gate, the second school gate, full of the atmosphere of the times.

In the evening, there was another wine banquet, and Yang Fan also toasted the two teachers and drank a lot. After the disbandment, Feng Yao sent Yang Fan to the door of the dormitory, and said before leaving: "Yang Fan, I can only help you get here, you have to cherish it." ”

At that time, Yang Fan didn't understand, but only later did he understand that public classes could be audited, and small classes of professional classes were not open to the public.

Teacher Feng spent a lot of favors, and his teacher must have made a great effort, but he didn't mention it at the dinner table.

"Little junior brother, get up, and start class immediately. ”

In the dormitory, there are two others, and the counselor surnamed Cui told the two classmates to help take care of one or two in the dormitory yesterday.

"Brother, what age is it still a little junior brother, it's sour, let's call it a name. Yang Fan endured the headache after drinking, jumped up from the bed, all his dry items in the dormitory were complete, just came out of the training team, toiletries, clothes, etc. can also come in handy.

"Ah...... Ha ha. I saw your teacher yesterday called Senior Brother Cui, and it has a unique taste, and it sounds very kind and interesting. ”

In the university, the tutor takes three or five graduate students, and it is naturally easy to form a group, and there are really many people who called them senior brothers and junior brothers twenty years ago.

The two roommates are one year older than Yang Fan. A man named Su Jun'an, whose name sounds very literary, is actually a 1.83 meter Northeast man, who must have gone to the wrong place in the sports institute.

Another Pan Zhe is much more normal, a passerby who likes to brag and fart, and has a good personality.

It was Pan Zhe who had just spoken, and when he saw Yang Fan enter the bathroom, he said to another person next to him, "What is the first class?"

"Gao Dai. Su Junan looked at the half-human-height mirror, adjusted various postures, showed the muscles of his body, and nodded with infinite immersion, the more he looked, the more perfect he became.

“**。 Su Junan scoffed.

The lone dog in college, in addition to trying his best to complete the credits, pursued the other, and only the girl was left.

"What do you know? This is called contrasting beauty, Xueba has muscles, bright and blind. Chasing girls first makes them curious, and the probability increases by 25. 57%...... Do you understand, dish B. ”

Su Junan struck a few bodybuilder postures and turned on the taunt mode.

"The seniors have counted that the female resources of Mizuki account for 34.74%, which means that at least 30.52% of men have to open up a second battlefield and dig the corners of friendly countries. ”

Pan Zhe's eyes rolled, thinking about where the nearest battlefield was, the male students in the freshman year suffered the most, and they had to resist the pressure of their senior brothers, there was a shortage of resources, and the pot was still divided by others.

According to statistics, the aura of a prestigious school and the identity of a female student increase the probability of attracting males by 42.73%, and 12.14% of the 34.74 are occupied by people from other schools, so we should hurry up. ”

The two talked very loudly, and Yang Fan, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, heard it, and a mouthful of foam sprayed, and the two seniors Niu B actually thought of another application of mathematical expertise, which was very doorway.

"I have referred to the map in detail, there are nine nearby universities, the National People's Congress, the University of Petroleum, the University of Geosciences, etc., only one of them has the highest quality, and the resources account for 61.35%, and the male compatriots outside Beijing are really happy......

"Two big brothers, let's go. Yang Fan interrupted the two who were still studying the strategic resource plundering plan, and it was really full of knowledge everywhere in life.

It was just past 7 o'clock, and the campus was full of students.

Yang Fan followed the two to the Shuimu Canteen. The Mizuki campus has a wide branch, and he heard that the cafeteria is lined up to more than a dozen, and he doesn't plan to figure it out.

The three, four, five, and six canteens surrounded the city in a square, found a nearby entrance, and lined up. Yang Fan took the initiative to pay all the shares, and Feng Yao also helped to get an IC card, anyway, he will use it next year, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to use it up.

Steamed buns, soy milk, gruel, fritters, etc., bought outside, Mizuki Canteen is not bad.

"Prices are ok. "There has been no food at home for a long time, Yang Fan naturally understands the outside market, Wuzhou is definitely worse than the capital, and the price of several things bought is about the same, and it may be subsidized by the school.

Su Junan gobbled it up, ordered six big buns and a box of yogurt, and said while eating: "Yang Fan, it was inconvenient to communicate with you yesterday, so we didn't say much." What the hell did your high school teacher think, I have to come and listen in advance? ”

The amount of steamed buns in the north is too large, Yang Fan is not used to it, so he bought a few so-called TJ dogs, which are just the right size.

He swallowed one, took another sip of soy milk, and said, "My teacher is also good for me, I think the high school math water is too shallow, and he doesn't want me to waste time, so let's see and learn first." ”

"This is really unusual, if I had such a teacher back then, why waste half a year. Pan Zhe sighed, "Your teacher did the right thing, high school math and college math are really different." In the college entrance examination, I was the top science student in Wenjiang City, and when I entered Mizuki and came into contact with high mathematics, I realized that there were too many things to learn. ”

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, he was a scholar again, he just heard him so funny, and thought that he was sent by specialization.

"How about it, junior brother, are you blind, my grades are still a little worse than the muscular man next to you. Pan Zhe quickly adjusted his mood and smiled proudly.

"It's okay, brother, I took the college entrance examination in Liaodong Province, and I missed it, hehe. Su Junan pretended not to care, and secretly laughed again.

The second in Liaodong is higher than the first gold content of prefecture-level cities.

Yang Fan was dumbfounded, he was a mess.