October 6th, the first day of class for new students at Beijing University.

Originally, Jiang Yan wanted to pick up Song Jiawen by bicycle, but because Liang Yujun and they didn't have a car, Song Jiawen refused, and she chose to go with them.

After the military training, everyone has the time and energy to choose the restaurant, and the School of Computer Science and the School of Physics are not next to each other, so there is no need to eat together after that.

For this reason, Tian Xiaohui felt quite regretful, he became the financial manager for a month, and became addicted.

Classes started at eight o'clock, and Song Jiawen entered the classroom at half past seven.

She wasn't late, but half of the class had already arrived. The first session in the morning was advanced quantum mechanics, and it was a bit difficult to read a book alone, so some students went to the library last night to borrow the relevant interpretations, which can be regarded as a preview before the formal class.

Song Jiawen read a college textbook about quantum mechanics in high school, which was used by the physics teacher at that time, and of course it cannot be compared with the textbook of advanced quantum mechanics at Beijing University, but after all, there is a foundation, and it is easy to see the added difficulty.

What's more, yesterday Yuci also gave her all his college physics notes and summaries, but she didn't take them all back to the dormitory, she only picked up the ones she currently uses and brought them back, and she also showed them to Liang Yujun and them last night.

Unfortunately, I didn't understand it too much.

Because the guy's notes are almost all in English, and they are not very detailed. He is a bit similar to Song Jiawen in this regard, relying on his good memory and impatience to remember this.

He was able to have such a set of notes because there was a scumbag in the university at that time who spent 100,000 US dollars to buy it, and he patiently sorted it out for the sake of money.

In the morning, I took two classes, Advanced Quantum Mechanics and Superconducting Physics, for one and a half hours each, with a half-hour break in between.

Song Jiawen was still sitting in the corner of the third row, the seat next to her was empty at first, and then Xue Weisong came over and sat down directly after the roll call.

Song Jiawen only then realized that he had put a book in the hole in the table, but when she came over, because there was nothing on the table, she thought there was no one here.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there are more than 30 people in a class, and there are only girls who are her and Xia Shi, and she doesn't like each other, so it's normal for boys to sit next to each other.

Fortunately, Xue Weisong was also quiet, and he didn't say a few words to her in the morning, even if he said that it was a study problem, and he didn't talk about anything else.

After the professional class in the morning, the whole afternoon is advanced mathematics.

This is an elective course, and the four classes are together in a large classroom.

Several people were very happy that they could finally sit together in class.

"Grapevine, I heard that the senior math teacher who was going to teach us before had something to do at home, and now he has been temporarily replaced by Professor Yu, who is a graduate student."

There were boys gossiping behind them, Ding Yuanyuan and the others turned their heads curiously, and Song Jiawen couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when she heard the words "Professor Yu".

We had dinner together last night, but she didn't even listen to Yu Heng.

So is this gossip true or false?

Soon Song Jiawen knew whether it was true or false.

When there were still five minutes before class, Yuheng walked in from the outside in a suit and leather shoes.

Song Jiawen:

She looked at her eldest brother with a complicated look in her eyes now.

And Ding Yuanyuan next to him was stupid, and shouted in a crazy whisper, "Oh my God, this is Professor Yu?" Why are you so handsome? ”

Sha Yali muttered in a low voice, "Broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, long-legged boyfriends are standard!" ”

Liang Yujun helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked Song Jiawen, "Why do I feel that he is so familiar?" Gaga, did we meet each other at school? ”

Song Jiawen replied indifferently, "I didn't pay attention, I don't know!" ”

She lowered her head and successfully staggered Yu Heng's smiling gaze.

There was a question session in the middle, and every time Yu Heng looked at him, Song Jiawen glared at him, and the warning in her eyes was obvious.

Her mother said that she didn't have to be polite to the three brothers, if you don't want to see it, you won't see it, and if you don't want to ignore it, you won't ignore it.

Although she had never been polite, it was the first time she had stared at someone so fiercely.

Yu Heng wanted to laugh when he saw her like this, but in the end he respected her wishes and didn't ask her to get up to answer.

After class, Yu Heng packed up his things and left, and Liang Yujun sighed beside him, "I heard that Master Mu is Professor Yu's mother, and I originally thought that she would come to the Academy of Fine Arts to be the dean and meet her." It's a pity."

Mu Shenyan did come, but he left after staying for half a month.

After so many busy years, she wanted to take a break, so she finally refused the invitation of Beijing University and decided to go home to open a gallery, which only put her and her daughter's paintings in it.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tang An walked into the classroom.

Quietly, except for the sound of flipping books and the sound of writing, there is no one who speaks, and the learning atmosphere is very strong!

Tang An nodded with satisfaction, then coughed lightly, and saw that he had attracted the attention of many classmates, so he spoke,

"Occupy half an hour for everyone, today let's choose the second class cadre in the class, the secretary of the Youth League branch."

He was straightforward and didn't drag his feet at all, "The squad leader is still Xue Weisong, everyone has no opinion, right?" ”

Hearing this, many people turned their heads to look at Xia Shi.

After a month of military training, even if I apply sunscreen and sunscreen to my face every day, in the end, it should be black.

Xia Shi is at least two shades darker than when she first started school, and her originally delicate face is now dark, and with her short hair and flat airfield, she is no different from a tomboy.

But that doesn't stop her from being ambitious.

She has long known that the squad leader is hopeless, but she is bound to win it to the secretary of the Youth League branch.

Therefore, after hearing Teacher Tang's question, she raised her hand directly, and after Tang An nodded, she got up and said generously, "Teacher Tang, I have no opinion on Xue Weisong continuing to be the class leader, but he was not elected by everyone at that time, so the secretary of the Youth League branch, can I recommend myself?" ”

Tang An looked at her with complicated eyes, he really met a girl who wanted to be a cadre on duty so much, he had met it for the first time in his life, before she recommended herself to be the squad leader, he refused, and now if she refuses again. What is a girl, where is this face to be placed?

Tang An was a little embarrassed for a while.

Xue Weisong glanced up at him, then turned his head and glanced back at what seemed to be random.

"Teacher Tang, I also want to recommend myself as the secretary of the Youth League branch."

At this time, a boy sitting in the middle stood up, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile, "Like Xia Shi, I am also quite confident in my own ability, and I have always been the class president in high school before, but I have no opinion on Xue Weisong as the class president, but I think that if I am the secretary of the Youth League, the two of us will cooperate very well." ”

Xia Shi frowned, "Shen Mengfei, what do you mean?" When I am the secretary of the Youth League, I can't cooperate well with Xue Weisong? ”

Shen Mengfei was not in a hurry, and still said with a smile, "I don't mean that, I just think that there are more boys and fewer girls in our class, and there are some jobs."

"There are more boys and fewer girls, you said so when you were electing the class leader, and now you still use this as an excuse for the election of the league secretary, why? You're still sexist, huh? If Song Jiawen recommends herself to be the secretary of the Youth League today, will you also use this as a reason to reject her? ”

If I don't finish writing and don't eat, I'm starving to death.