Today, young girls in their teens and twenties, even if they haven't bought it, must have seen or heard of the head flower in Lan County.

Lanxian head flowers, relying on superior quality and constantly introduced styles, have always been in demand. Whenever the goods arrive, there will always be a long queue in front of the supply and marketing cooperatives around the country.

As soon as they heard that they were from Lan County, the four young girls except for the eldest sister instantly put down their work and surrounded them.

"Do you have a lot of flowers?"

"Can't you finish wearing all the flowers on your head?"

"Can you sell me some flowers?"

The dormitory was bustling in no time.

Lin Nianhe smiled: "The three of us are educated youths, and we have nothing to do with the textile factory, but ......" She turned her finger and pointed to Miao Hongqi, "Sister Hongqi is from the Ten Mile Brigade, and several of her aunts in her family are working in the textile factory, you look for her." ”

Miao Hongqi: "......?"

I didn't say there was this one before I came.

"Miao, can you ......?"

The roommates surrounded Miao Hongqi again.

Miao Hongqi looked at Lin Nianhe as if asking for help, not knowing what to say.

Wang Shumei put down the pillow and said at the right time: "Hongqi, isn't Aunt Hong the team leader the quota for internal purchases, or you ask, if you don't want to be happy, can you give them one or two?" ”

The words have been handed over to this, and Miao Hongqi is really stupid if he doesn't know how to answer.

She nodded: "Okay, wait until I write to ask...... I'm not sure if I can buy it, though. ”

"Good, good!"

"Thank you so much!"

"You're so nice!"

With the head flower to open up the situation, the girls took out their hometown specialties and invited them to eat.

The girl who also had a Beijing accent went to Lin Nianhe's side and asked her with some curiosity: "Classmate, are you also from Beijing?" ”

Lin Nianhe smiled and nodded: "Yes." ”

"Coincidentally, I'm also from the capital, but I didn't go to the countryside, I work in a brewery," the girl said, "My family lives in Guang'anmen, where do you live?" ”

"Front door." Lin Nianhe said it in general terms, and he didn't report his family.

"Then let's go play together when it's a holiday."

"Okay."

In a few words, Miao Hongqi was entrusted, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan helped her clean up the dormitory, and the three of them said goodbye.

Miao Hongqi wanted to send it, but was pushed back directly by Wen Lan: "What to send, can you still get lost in such two steps?" Rest there. ”

The three of them left, joined Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei and went straight to Beihang.

Feng Wei was a little worried: "Brother Cheng, I'll send you first, right?" You can't take those old things. ”

Su Yuncheng didn't speak, Wen Lan spoke first: "Who do you look down on?" I'm no less energetic than you. ”

Feng Wei smiled dryly: "No, I'm afraid that you will be tired, you see that you didn't rest well yesterday......"

"I can beat you up." Wen Lan showed her fist unconcernedly.

Feng Wei smiled even more happily.

It's a pity that Wen Lan didn't understand his smile, and still thought that he looked down on himself.

Throwing Feng Wei down in Beihang, the car was more spacious.

After another ten minutes, the gate of Peking University came into view.

There are many people coming and going in the school, and there are very few parents who see them off, and most of them, both men and women, carry their own luggage.

Lin Nianhe also wanted to take it, but in the end, all that fell into her hand was the small satchel she was carrying.

Su Yuncheng carried a futon on his back and two suitcases - both of which belonged to Lin Nianhe.

"You ......"

"I'll come out and get it later."

Su Yuncheng said and handed her his admission letter.

Lin Nianhe took the two notices and finally felt that he was a little useful.

Stepping into the gate of Peking University, Lin Nianhe couldn't help but urge Wen Lan: "Sister Lan! Fast! You go and report! You go! ”

The problems that have plagued Lin Nianhe since last year are about to be revealed, and her eyes are brighter than usual.

Wen Lan raised her chin, muttered "melon woman", and walked to the report office majestically.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei followed her step by step, for fear that they would miss the historic moment of revealing Wen Lanbao's major.

I saw Sister Lan wandering around in front of the various departments and majors in the reporting office, and finally stopped at the desk of the Chinese department.

Lin Nianhe: "......! ”

Wang Shumei: "......! ”

No—would—right-

Sister Lan casually put down her luggage and handed over the admission notice: "Hello teacher, my name is Wen Lan, a journalism major, come to report!" ”

A thunderbolt on a sunny day blasted away all the fantasies of Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei.

An essay titled "Hezi Plum Mill Foreign Workers" slowly came to the minds of the two.

Although two years have passed, the deterrent effect is still there.

They shivered in unison, their expressions extremely frightened.

I can't hide this black history.

Lin Nianhe: "Who of you two knows how to kill people without breaking the law?" ”

Wang Shumei: "Do you say that I will tear up her notice now?" ”

Su Yuncheng: "......"

First, it is impossible to kill intentionally without committing a crime;

Secondly, if you want to snatch something from Wen Lan, it is no less difficult than finding a way to intentionally kill people without breaking the law.

Therefore, they could only watch with pathos as Wen Lan completed the reporting procedures and received the key to the dormitory.

"Hey! Surprise! ”

Wen Lan jumped back in front of them, shook the key in her hand, and smiled regardless of their lives: "I said that I want to be a writer, and I will definitely be a writer!" ”

Surprise?

That word is not enough to describe their feelings.

"Thriller" should be more appropriate.

Lin Nianhe asked tremblingly: "If you want to be a writer, why don't you choose a literature major directly?" ”

In this year's enrollment, in addition to journalism, the Department of Chinese also has a major in literature and classical literature.

There are so many options, but Wen Lan chose journalism.

Wen Lan shook her hair and raised her chin very proudly: "I asked the principal, and she told me that studying journalism is more exercised, and it will not delay me as a writer!" ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Very well suggested.

I don't recommend it next time.

The rice has been cooked, and the wood has been cooked.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei had no more suggestions.

Especially when the two of them didn't dare to ask Wen Lan not to post that black history essay, they didn't even dare to mention it-in case she had forgotten it, wouldn't it remind her again.

Several people reported and got the dormitory key and went to the girls' dormitory.

Lin Nianhe is in the first class of the Department of Physics, Wang Shumei is in the second class of the Department of Economics, and Wen Lan is in the first class of the Department of Chinese majoring in journalism.

Su Yuncheng's Department of National Politics has only one class.

The majors of the three girls are not next to each other, and the dormitories are not the same. Wang Shumei and Lin Nianhe are on the second floor, and Wen Lan is on the third floor.

When he arrived downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Lin Nianhe took his luggage and gave him Su Yuncheng's key: "Go get your luggage, we'll see you in the cafeteria later." ”

"There are a lot of people in the cafeteria, I'll wait for you in forty minutes." Su Yuncheng urged her, "Come up quickly, heavy." ”

"Okay."