The rain was hazy and not hazy, with an umbrella in his right hand and a wet left shoulder.

Freshmen began military training at this time, carrying a small horse tie on their backs and covering their hair tightly with their hats. A green face in the cafeteria

"Huh? What is this? ”

"I don't know, it feels good."

I was buying omelets, said two girls in military training uniforms in the back.

The freshman just feels that everything is good, and when he eats in the cafeteria for two days, he should scold his mother.

He put the mazar and his belt on the bench in a proper manner, dragged the cake with both hands, shrunk his neck, and talked to the child next to him one by one.

The younger you feel, the more you look forward to the future.

In comparison, I was wearing my dad's clothes, carrying Mr. Zhang's computer bag, carrying an egg cake, and putting the thermos cup on the table.

Eh, it's like a retired cadre.

"Classmate, are you a freshman?"

Next to him sat a small boy who had just taken off his military training hat.

Seeing me ask, he didn't squirm, and turned his head very generously

"Yes, it's a freshman."

Wearing glasses, inches, young age, the beard is actually more obvious than me.

But not raunchy, I somehow think of the genius glasses dog.

"Oh... We were sophomores, but I didn't expect you to be in your freshman year. ”

"Well, alas, I can't take it anymore."

"Huh? It's only your first morning, and you haven't started yet" I couldn't help but laugh, what is the situation with this kid.

"Well, there's a shadow here." He bowed his head.

"High School Military Training—"

"Yes, I can't stand it after a week of training, it's really impossible to train."

"How many days of military training have you?" I crossed my arms and moved the thermos from the middle to the other.

"20 days."

"Oh... We are all sophomores, and you should be the first freshmen. ”

"Uh-huh."

I turned my head to watch TV.

"What is your major?"

I'm going to pass on my four years of experience to this kid.

"Computer's."

"Oh..."

The earnest teaching that poured into the brain was swallowed back, and the computer was not turned before, this kid started at the peak, especially the words "computer's-" are really unpleasant.

"Senior, can we enter this library?"

"Of course you can, you can use the campus card, you can go in directly, and go to scan the code to make an appointment-"

I usually do this, but when I say it, I feel like it's not in the right order.

"Ahh You pay attention to the library's official account, add me to WeChat, and I'll take you if you want to go at noon. ”

If you are wrong, you can't influence future generations.

"Make an appointment in the official account and then go in."

I added.

"Uh-huh."

"There may be seniors who ask you to buy a phone card, this... How to say it. ”

As I was talking, I caught a glimpse of him peeking out, probably thinking I was selling cards.

"In fact, you don't necessarily have to buy it, it will be convenient to buy it, in fact, your own card will do."

I just want to teach this kid how to do things.

"Uh-huh"

"If you want to be in the student union, you can go there in your freshman year, and then you can see your interests."

"Senior, do we have too many classes?"

He asked, leaning over.

"Freshmen, sophomores, and juniors, mainly sophomores." I said.

"Oh..."

"Study hard in your freshman year, especially in high math."

I packed my bag, stood up and laughed.

"Oh, hahaha, it looks like it's all shadowed."

"Hahaha"

"Goodbye."

"Well, senior, bye-bye."

Just kidding, high school math sucks, and I still have a hand at advanced math.

I wish you all a wonderful four years!