Jiushan Ming had already taken the form and ticked them one by one: "Jiang Yan belongs to Jiushan's family." She handed the form back to the teacher, pointed to the [New Human Medicine] on Jiang Yan's column, and spoke to the students standing in the reception hall on the side: "Take him to the teaching building of the major." ”

The student looked him up and down, didn't say anything, silently took the suitcase in Jiang Yan's hand, motioned for Jiang Yan to follow, turned around and left.

Jiang Yan followed him all the way, walking for twenty or thirty minutes, before he arrived at a slightly old building, and the stone tablet in front of the door read "Built in 2100" in A Chinese.

In this way, the building has been in existence for almost two hundred years.

Before stepping into the building, the student examined him again and again with an inquiring look, and finally handed him his luggage without saying a word, and left as if he had touched a plague.

Jiang Yan was even more worried, and when he entered the hall, he saw a middle-aged man sitting on a sheepskin sofa. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was neatly groomed, and his chin was shaved clean. He was very handsome, wearing a shirt, a pair of black striped suit pants, and a pair of hand-hammered leather shoes on his feet, and white socks on his exposed ankles. He was drinking hot tea and looking at his watch, when he heard a sound, then he raised his eyes and said firmly: "Hello, Jiang Yan." ”

"Hello......" Jiang Yan was a little at a loss, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was his mentor nine times out of ten, but he didn't know who this person's surname was, "I am Jiang Yan, a freshman of this year's New Human Medicine, is it reporting to you?" ”

The man put down the teacup and motioned for Jiang Yan to sit: "It's me." I am Ye Yinchuan, the graduate tutor who is the director of the School of Medicine, and I am entrusted by the head of the Jiushan family to take you as an undergraduate. ”

This was said unabashedly, telling Jiang Yan completely openly and openly that he was entrusted by others, and Jiang Yan was completely blessed by the Jiushan family. But Ye Yinchuan himself did not have any abnormality on his face, and then said: "I personally look at ability, not public opinion or who is behind you. If you're good enough, you'll be able to be my graduate student, but if it's too bad, I'll send a notice to the Jiushan family, saying that I can't teach you and sweep you away. ”

The words were polite, but they made Jiang Yan breathe a sigh of relief. He handed his registration form to Ye Yinchuan, Ye Yinchuan took it and glanced at it twice, even if he saw the "Eight Flowers", he didn't show the slightest abnormality, after confirming the information, Ye Yinchuan gave him a magnetic card and two keys, the former was for him to get books and eat, and the latter was the key to the dormitory.

"In recent years, fewer people are studying this subject, and instead of leaving the dormitory empty, it is better to have one room per person." Ye Yinchuan took him to the dormitory building at the back, "I've heard a lot about you, the joint school is full of young and vigorous students, and without the protection of Jiushan's young parents in the medical school, your life won't be easy." ”

Jiang Yan's eyes darkened: "I thought that the university should have a high-spirited academic style and harmonious teachers and students." ”

"Your feet are the territory of fierce beasts, don't measure it by the standards of an ordinary university," Ye Yinchuan's tone was still calm, "When you get here, it's up to you to adapt." After all, everyone here has a way out, and you are the one who wants to earn a way to make a living for yourself. ”

On the first day of the new semester, the speaker was the president of the theological research department, Pavis Dyna, and the student representative was Helord Perin, the youngest graduate student under him, who was in the same batch as Jiushan Ming, but Jiushan Ming is a master's degree, he is a doctoral student, and he is studying Western European gods, and he is now 28 years old, and he is already a quasi-four flowers.

The people on the stage began to tell the thick manuscript, but the people in the audience were whispering: Why didn't it Jiu Shan Ming who went up?

The three rows in front of the podium are chairs, where honorary tutors and outstanding graduate students are seated. The medical school was located on the far right side of the award hall, where Jiang Yan could see Jiu Shanming sitting on the right side of the third row, with his arms crossed, and talking to the man next to her from time to time.

On the other side of the man was Hagakuregawa. Director Ye sat up straight and put on a deferential posture, but he did not stop the conversation between the two people around him.

Suddenly, Kuyama tilted his head, leaned back, folded his left leg on his right leg, supported the chair with his elbows, and propped his head up with his fingers. Anyone who noticed her could see that she had opened a book on her lap.

There were boos.

After finishing the long polite words in front of her, Perrin cleared her throat, and heard the voices below getting louder and louder, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she still introduced the well-known tutors and students of the joint school according to the process: "There are ...... excellent tutors present."

Jiang Yan heard people around him discussing:

"What's this Helord Perin?"

"I hadn't heard of it before...... But the talent is quite good, such a young quasi-Sihua-"

"Haven't you seen a family with the surname Perlan? Do you think you can make friends? ”

"It's not our turn to make friends, you are blind when the Udoshi family?"

"Why isn't the student representative the lady from the Udeshika? I heard rumors about her......"

At this time, two people suddenly thought of something, and glanced at Jiang Yan vaguely.

"Hey, some people just have a good life...... It's so unlucky—"

The cacophony of the freshmen overwhelmed Perlan's voice. This made them not even notice that the person on the stage had already introduced Jiushan Ming.

Until they heard a cold, mocking question: "Is it August that flies and mosquitoes are pouring into the school?" ”

It was like pouring ice water on the flames, and the chill poured them from head to toe.

They looked at the person who spoke, who was still the same, and didn't even stand up, but closed the book on his lap.

Someone took her words, it was the "mentor of Zhang Linzhi" who was sitting next to her, who was introduced earlier. He also stated only one fact: "Mr. Peran ranks third among the graduate students of our university, and he will definitely not fall out of the top 20 in the overall list." I'm afraid that none of you here can surpass him. It is your honor for Mr. Peran to be the representative of the outstanding students, not his. ”

The venue was extremely quiet, silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Zhang Linzhi then turned to Perlan on the stage: "Please continue." ”

Perlan smiled gratefully at Zhang Linzhi, and then continued: "The history of our school is ......."

As soon as the atmosphere above eased, a whisper of mosquitoes immediately sounded below.

"This Oriental surnamed Zhang is really unkind to speak, what is he arrogant about?"

"He's the number one on the list of outstanding graduate students, don't you know?"

"That Nine Mountains Ming—"

"Jiushan Ming is studying for a master's degree, and this platoon is an excellent doctor."

"Second place is the ...... of Jiushan Yuan"

"Shhh

"The third place is Hagakushikawa...... I heard that he came down to undergraduate this year? In which course? Can I go to audit? ”

The person next to him quietly bumped his elbow and raised his eyebrows in Jiang Yan's direction.

He immediately rolled his eyes, and hurriedly turned the conversation: "That Zhang Linzhi spoke for the one above, do they have a good relationship?" ”

"Zhang Linzhi is also a student of Principal Dinah, and Perrin is his junior disciple of the same teacher, and his research direction is different......

Jiang Yan heard these words clearly behind him.

It was only the first day that he had already felt the attitude of the new human group towards him. Although the seats in the huge studio are not small, and there are not too many idle seats, the seats around him are all empty, as if he is some uncontrollable virus, and no one has set foot in the two seats around him.

And the words that came out of the conversation casually about him were like poisonous needles stabbing at him, but these pampered young masters still hadn't seen too cruel scenes in the end, even if there might be many future family heads or consuls inside, the words they said couldn't cry blood like the group of dying people on the judgment seat, and the words quenched into his heart like seeing blood seal his throat.

Moreover, he had to admit that these words were said lightly, probably because this group of people were jealous of the Jiushan family behind him.

Although the Jiushan family did not make a big deal about the fact that he was contained by Jiushan Ming, it is not a secret if someone with a heart bothered to investigate.

No one wants to touch the mold of the Jiushan family. The children of the family know this truth best.

Compared with this, the "Zhang Linzhi" in their mouths attracted Jiang Yan even more. There is no Zhang family in the Jiushan family, and I have not heard of him as a staff member of any family.

His gaze followed his consciousness and fell on the man next to Jiushan Ming in the third row below. This Oriental named Zhang Linzhi had just spoken out for Mr. Peran, but now he was discussing the contents of the book with Jiushan Ming. Mr. Ren Perlan said how well he said above, and he didn't mean to listen to it at all.

"Perhaps," he thought, with some incomprehension, that Zhang Linzhi didn't care at all what Mr. Perran had done, and that it had nothing to do with him. And he spoke for him only because Mr. Perran was strong and was his junior brother.

.........

...

Soon, Jiang Yan understood how bad he would be here in the future.

He was almost deprived of the right to eat in a restaurant. When he was queuing, someone would deliberately stick it up, deliberately touch his waist and ass inadvertently, and then retreat with a hippie smile on his face before he turned his head, pretending to be messing with the people around him, and glancing at him with his peripheral vision: "I'm sorry, classmate, I was careless - it's all men, your ass shouldn't be so delicate, right?" ”

When he finished his meal, he was pushed from side to side, and when he got to his seat, there was nothing left on the plate.

After three or five days, he heard his new nickname "Oriental Beauty" from the voices around him. Among them, "beauty" is used in a language similar to "prostitute. Female".

Most of the new humans are still relatively restrained, but there are always a few prickly heads, even if he walks on the road on weekdays, they have to come over, there are men and women, come over and pinch his waist, his eyes up and down on him a few times, one of them asked: "Oriental beauty, I also have a lot of family background, I don't know if I can be friends with you?" ”

The one next to him laughed and hammered him, as if he was scolding him, but his eyes glanced at Jiang Yan: "You are a little self-aware, beauty is something that people like you can befriend?" If they want to go up, they will also go to the bed of a noble man like the young master of the two families. ”

"Yes, that thing in front of the beauty is to compete for luck, to please the eldest lady, and to be born with a good fate-"

Their voices were not small, Jiang Yan looked forward in this humiliation, and countless pairs of eyes looked at them with a sneer, blue, brown, green, and black...... However, it is all cold and miserable, and that is the state of the spectator.