Zhenzhen wrinkled her nose in annoyance: "Actually, I like Mr. Xu's course on historical cultural relics identification. I used to learn from him, but I don't want to major in history or classical literature." Suddenly she remembered something and looked at Wangwo with sparkling eyes: "Sir, if I can take more majors, can you help me apply to the school? I want to take economics and French in the Spanish Department at the same time."
Wangwo looked at Zhenzhen and smiled and shook his head: "You want to learn a lot, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to learn everything well?"
Zhenzhen thought about it and had her own opinion on this: "After entering the best university in China, it would be a loss if I didn't learn more knowledge. I just want to learn more about things that interest me. I don't care about the graduation certificate or credits."
Wangwo nodded in agreement: "It's rare that after so many years, you are still so motivated. But why don't you consider majoring in English? I remember that I taught you for a year, and you had a strong sense of language and made rapid progress."
Zhenzhen grinned guiltily. She was an English major in her previous life and passed the Level 8 exam. Although she hadn't spoken it for so many years, it was still easy to pick it up. Since she had already mastered it well, there was really no need to waste time on it. She might as well learn another language.
Seeing Zhenzhen's insistence, Wangwo agreed to apply for her and the school. As the two were talking, Wangwo saw Xu Mengguo, who was preparing for class, coming over with a lesson plan, and couldn't help but ask Zhenzhen with a smile: "I heard from Xu Mengguo and Su Weiran that you have been learning painting and cultural relic appraisal from them for these years. Will you continue to learn in the future?"
"Of course I will learn." Zhen Zhen nodded immediately, thinking of the admiration in the eyes of her teachers: "I must learn all the special skills of the teachers."
"Really?" A familiar voice sounded from behind. Zhen Zhen turned around and saw Xu Mengguo standing behind her, looking at her with displeasure: "Little girl, I have been your teacher for so many years in vain, and now you are playing the game of disappearing. Do you know how worried we are about you?"
Zhenzhen smiled awkwardly and pointed to the location of the classroom: "Well, Mr. Xu, how about we go to class first? You can talk to me later when you have time."
It was almost time for class, so the few of us couldn't talk much. I looked at my watch and told the two of them, "Come to my house after class. I'll call Lao Su and the others later. You can have lunch at my house at noon."
Zhenzhen only had one big class in the morning today. She had originally planned to go to the library to read after the class, but now that she saw Mr. Xu talking about the identification of cultural relics, she followed him into the classroom.
All the applicants for the Classical Literature major this year were male. Suddenly, a beautiful girl came in with the professor. All the boys turned their heads to look at her, then turned their heads away silently, opened their notebooks, and looked at Xu Mengguo expectantly. As for beautiful girls, they were not as attractive as the knowledge taught by the teacher.
In the past, when Xu Mengguo gave lectures to Zhenzhen in the mountains, he mostly taught her how to distinguish whether a cultural relic is real or fake based on practical experience. But in school, Xu Mengguo paid more attention to the teaching of basic knowledge and theories of cultural relics. Only after students have a solid foundation of basic knowledge, Xu Mengguo will take them to touch the real things and verify the theories.
Zhenzhen sat behind the other students, opened her notebook, and took notes quickly while listening to the lecture. Xu Mengguo also paid special attention to Zhenzhen's expression during the lecture. If he saw that she was very interested in the content, he would involuntarily explain the content in more depth. The students were so full of dry goods that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of missing a word and missing important content.
Xu Mengguo stopped lecturing until the bell rang. He said class was over and began to pack up his lesson plans. The students stood up with a look of unsatisfied desire. They seemed to have a lot of questions to ask, but they knew too little about the relevant knowledge. When the questions came to their lips, they didn't know how to answer them, and they were scratching their heads in anxiety.
As if he understood their feelings, Xu Mengguo smiled slightly and said, "It's normal for you not to understand this course when you first come into contact with it. You can make further progress after you have learned professional history with the history department."
The students bowed to Xu Mengguo together. Xu Mengguo walked to the door with the lesson plan. When he turned around and saw Zhenzhen still standing in her seat, he couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "Come here quickly, let's go to Wangwo's house for lunch at noon."
Zhenzhen responded and immediately rushed over to help Xu Mengguo get the lesson plan. Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing like they were getting along well, the other students were immediately envious: "Is she a teacher's child? I see that she is very familiar with Mr. Wangwo and Teacher Xu. It's great that she can discuss issues with the teachers at any time."
"I remember she was a journalism major? She was in the same class with us just now." A boy suddenly looked up and said, "I have to go find out her name."
Another student who looked to be around 30 years old rolled his glasses and looked at him with a smile: "Why are you asking about the name of a female student? Do you have any other intentions?"
The boy said seriously, "Of course there is. I was thinking that if I encounter something I want to discuss with the teacher, I can ask her to help talk to the teacher."
Several older students who looked married laughed when they heard this. The boy scratched his head in confusion and said, "Isn't this a bad idea? Forget it." He said with regret, "I can only communicate with the teachers after class."
Zhenzhen didn't know that the boys in the same department were discussing her. At this time, she followed Xu Mengguo to Wangwo's residence in the Imperial Capital University. After Wangwo returned to China, according to his request, Huaguo allocated him a small courtyard. The place was not big but very quiet. He had been living there alone for the past few years.
Originally, Wangwo thought that he would be so dull until his death, but he did not expect that when the national college entrance examination was resumed last year, Imperial Capital University took the opportunity to extend an olive branch to him, and Wangwo accepted the invitation of the school without much thought. However, Wangwo's residence was too far from the school, so Imperial Capital University arranged another residence for him in the staff dormitory area of the school, and he lived next door to Xu Mengguo who was also invited.
Following Xu Mengguo to the forgotten courtyard, as soon as he opened the door, he heard laughter from inside. Xu Mengguo was immediately happy: "Are they all here?"
As expected, when the two opened the door, the painting master Su Weiran, the Chinese medicine master Zhang Renze, the Chinese medicine master Cheng Xuewu, the Peking Opera master Xie Shurang, and the Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera master Yan Baozhu were all inside. Xu Mengguo pushed Zhenzhen in and laughed loudly, "Look who's here."
Everyone gathered around immediately. Yan Baozhu pouted and tapped Zhenzhen's forehead: "You are such a heartless little girl. You just disappeared without thinking about whether everyone is worried or not."
Seeing Yan Baozhu's face still as beautiful as she was in her thirties, Zhen Zhen hugged her arm and smiled coquettishly: "Sister Yan, I was wrong. I will invite you to my house later and make amends to you."
"That's more like it." Seeing that the pretty girl still called her sister, Yan Baozhu smiled and pulled Zhenzhen to sit on the sofa. Perhaps because they forgot that they had conveyed what Zhenzhen said before, Su Weiran and the others really didn't mention thanking Zhenzhen's uncle anymore. After all, after that movement, they were not very willing to deal with the people above them, and preferred a purely academic atmosphere.
After saying hello, several people went to the kitchen to bring the prepared dishes to the table. Wangwo also took out a bottle of wine and filled everyone's glasses: "This is the first time we have gathered together since we parted two years ago. Except for Zhenzhen, everyone will drink this cup to celebrate our reunion." Everyone raised their glasses, and Zhenzhen also raised her teacup, clinked glasses with everyone, and drank it all in one gulp.
Wangwo raised his chopsticks and said with a smile: "This is a dish that we cooked together with Lao Zhang. Let's try it and see how it tastes."
Xu Mengguo scooped up a bowl of mushroom soup and took a sip, praising it, "It still tastes the same. Nothing tastes good after I leave our mountain village. I've been wondering all day when I can eat the healthy dishes made by Lao Zhang again. Today, I'm lucky enough to have this opportunity thanks to Zhenzhen." Zhenzhen picked up a piece of fried eggs with garlic sprouts with chopsticks. The garlic sprouts were grown by myself, and they tasted especially delicious.
As they ate, they inevitably talked about each other's recent situation. Yan Baozhu took a sip of soup and tilted her head to look at Zhenzhen: "Where do you live now? I have to ask clearly, so that I don't lose you next time."
Zhenzhen looked at her with a smile on her face: "I'm a student of Imperial Capital University, where else can I go?" But she still told Yan Baozhu her home address: "No. 1 Houyang Courtyard. When the weather warms up, please come to my garden to enjoy the flowers."
"That's a great place." Xu Mengguo knew all the ancient houses in the imperial capital by heart. "It was originally a courtyard with four entrances and four exits on the central road of a prince's mansion. It's very well preserved. If it's convenient, I really want to visit it."
"No problem." Zhen Zhen nodded and agreed immediately: "Just when the time comes, you gentlemen will come to visit me as my teacher. Don't mention what happened before. My grandma and my dad are both honest people and can't stand being scared."
Su Weiran smiled and said, "You forgot that I had already told me about your family's situation. We respect your opinion. But let's not talk about it anymore. We still have to give you a thank-you gift."
Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Master, are you going to give me a painting?"
"Haha!" Su Weiran burst into laughter: "I'll give you some of my best paintings when the time comes."
"It's a deal!" Zhenzhen immediately made a pinky promise.
Imperial University does not have a lunch break at noon. After lunch, before we could chat for a while, it was time for the afternoon class. Zhenzhen glanced at the watch on her wrist and smiled apologetically at everyone: "I have another big class in the afternoon, I have to go to the classroom first."
"Go ahead." Wangwo nodded. "I'll help you take economics and French in the Spanish department this afternoon. But if you study three majors at the same time, you will definitely miss a lot of classes. I'm afraid you will have to work several times harder to catch up."
Zhen Zhen nodded and said seriously, "I know. I will try my best to take the more important courses in each major, and use my spare time to study the rest."
Xie Shurang thought for a moment and said, "I'm not familiar with the other subjects and I don't dare to say anything casually, but language is a course that you can't miss at all, and it's best to have someone to practice speaking with. You live in the dormitory of the Department of Literature, and there's no one around you who speaks French. How can you practice?"
After Xie Shurang said this, Zhenzhen also felt a little worried: "How about visiting the teacher more often after class?"
Wangwo smiled and patted Zhenzhen's shoulder, pointing at Xie Shurang and said, "Why are you still looking for a teacher? This person is already a ready-made candidate. Shurang studied in France for six years. The French teachers in our school don't speak as authentically as he does."
Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this. She rushed to Xie Shurang and looked at him with starry eyes: "Teacher Xie, please teach me."
"You finally agreed to call me teacher?" Xie Shurang snorted proudly, "At first I chased you to learn Peking Opera from me, but you said you were losing teeth and had a leak in your throat, and you refused to learn no matter what. You are really wasting your good voice."
Zhenzhen smiled awkwardly and covered her face: "In fact, you need to have a good voice to learn a language, so that the words you speak will sound especially good."
"That's just making a fuss." Xie Shurang said to her, and couldn't help laughing: "Go ahead and schedule your classes for the three majors. Call me when you're free every week, and I'll come over to practice with you."
When she heard about the phone call, Zhenzhen's first reaction was still the same as in her previous life - she reached into her pocket to feel for her phone, and only realized after she pulled out a handkerchief: "I don't have a phone either."
Xie Shurang couldn't help laughing: "I thought you were taking something out of your pocket, maybe you wanted to take out a phone." He pointed at Wangwo and said, "There is a phone in Mr. Wangwo's office. There is also my phone number there. You can go there and call me when the time comes."
Zhenzhen responded, looked at her watch and saw that it was really late, so she said goodbye in a hurry and rushed to the classroom for the afternoon class.
He was selfless and efficient, and the school respected him very much, so they quickly issued student ID cards for Zhenzhen from all three departments, and added her to the list of students majoring in Economics, Spanish and French.
Zhenzhen copied down the course schedules for the three majors, and under the introduction of Xu Mengguo, she visited the teachers of each major one by one, and finally decided on a mixed course schedule for the three majors. Fortunately, Zhenzhen is now a freshman, and the three majors have common public courses, so the pressure is relatively small. After the second semester of the sophomore year, I am afraid that there will be more and more professional courses, and the coursework will be twice as heavy as it is now.
Wang Xinwen and Zhenzhen were in different majors and had different classes. After class, they went straight to the library to study, so they didn't have much chance to meet. A week passed quickly. On Saturday afternoon, Zhenzhen finished her economics class and returned to the dormitory. Wang Xinwen was already waiting for her downstairs. When she saw her, she asked, "I see your roommates are back. Did you forget to go home today?"
"I didn't forget." Zhenzhen hurried upstairs, put the economics book in the cabinet, put on her schoolbag, dragged Wang Xinwen and ran to the east gate. Mingbei was anxiously waiting for them at this time. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them. "Hurry up, there is only one bus left."
One week into the school year, Mingbei and Wang Xinwen sat on the bus and enthusiastically discussed their majors and what they had seen and heard at school. Seeing Zhenzhen staring blankly with her chin in her hand, Wang Xinwen looked at her with some concern: "How is your major? I can sometimes see your roommates, but I can never see you. Is it difficult to get along with them? Otherwise, I'll have dinner with you in the future."
"Everything is fine. I'm the youngest in the dormitory, and everyone takes good care of me." Zhenzhen smiled: "Actually, I usually have classes. In addition to my major in journalism, I also applied for French and economics in the Spanish Department of the school, so I'm quite busy with classes and rarely get together with them."
Mingbei and Wang Xinwen were stunned for a moment, and asked Zhenzhen in unison: "Can you apply for other majors?"
Sooner or later, everyone will know about this, so Zhen Zhen thought it would be better to tell them earlier: "This is because of my literature teacher, Mr. Wangwo. By the way, you know Mr. Wangwo, right?"
"Everyone knows this." Ming Bei said quickly, "He is the first person in China to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. He is a national treasure. You are so lucky to be able to listen to Mr. Wangwo's lectures."
Wang Xinwen nodded in agreement: "I wonder if I can go and listen. Will Mr. Wangwo not let me into the classroom because I am a student of a different major?"
"No." Zhenzhen smiled and said, "The teachers in the school are eager for students to learn more. How could they chase you out? I'll check the class schedule with you later. If I happen to be free, I'll take you to class."
Wang Xinwen nodded excitedly, and Mingbei couldn't help asking, "What did you mean by multiple majors just now?"
Zhenzhen said: "I told Mr. Wangwo that I wanted to study more majors. Mr. Wangwo helped me analyze the feasibility and submitted the application for me, so I was qualified to study three majors at the same time."
Mingbei looked at Zhenzhen and didn't know whether to praise her for her willingness to learn or think she was stupid: "Hey, sister, it takes a lot of effort for us to learn one course, why do you want to learn everything? Besides, isn't it popular to learn English now? Why did you choose French?"
Seeing Mingbei's sympathetic expression, Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile: "Actually, it's not bad. I only take the language part of the French class, and I study the corresponding history and literature classes on my own. As for English..." She winked at Mingbei playfully: "Mr. Wangwo is an expert in English. Many of his English translations have won international acclaim. He is willing to teach me English in his spare time."
Mingbei stared at Zhenzhen with his mouth wide open. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that whether it's elementary school or college, teachers like students who love to study. I don't expect to get the first place in the exam, as long as the teacher can remember my name."
"That won't do." Before Zhenzhen could say anything to him, Wang Xinwen was unhappy: "Although you can't get first place in the exam, you have to learn what the teacher teaches. I hope to live in the house you built in the future."
Upon hearing his wife's request, Mingbei immediately thumped his chest: "No problem, I will definitely build you a unique house after I graduate." He paused, and then added cheerfully: "It will also be like Zhenzhen's house, with a big garden."
Mingbei didn't expect that the garden he had been looking forward to would still be bleak, and the garden would undergo changes that he had never expected. There used to be an exquisite wooden hut in the corner of the garden, probably for the owner to rest while strolling around the garden. Now the house is empty, but Old Lady Li has made use of it and filled the house with chickens, ducklings and geese.
Before Zhenzhen and the others could go into the house and put down their things, Old Lady Li happily took them to the backyard to see the group of little poultry: "I specially asked your uncle to help me find these cubs. Although this wooden house is not big, it has a fire place. If you light a fire in the morning, it won't be cold all day. I think after Qingming Festival, these little things will basically be able to go out of the house."
Zhenzhen looked at a group of fist-sized chicks occupying the exquisite wooden house. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She held onto Grandma Li's arm and asked, "Grandma, what have you done this week?"
"Nothing else has been done. The government workers came and installed the heating pipes. It was done very quickly, in three days." Old Mrs. Li praised: "The workers who came to do the work were very careful. They said that we live in an old house with historical significance and that it cannot be damaged. They said that the installation will be completed in two days for this street, and we can have heating for a month before Qingming Festival."
Zhen Zhen nodded and helped Old Lady Li walk back: "Although the capital is not as cold as our Beicha, the house we live in is too big. The stove alone won't provide much warmth. Once the heating is turned on, we'll be comfortable living here."
Knowing that the three children would be back today, Wang Sufen prepared the meal early. When Grandma Li and the others came in, she brought a kettle of hot water to pour for them to wash their hands and faces. Grandma Li smiled as she watched her granddaughter wash her face clean and white, and asked her cheerfully, "Are you doing well in school? Can you eat enough?"
"We can eat our fill and have meat and vegetables every day. There's nothing else to worry about. I'm just worried that my brother won't have enough meal tickets for two meat and vegetable dishes." Zhenzhen couldn't help teasing when she saw Mingbei looking at the table with shining eyes.
Mingbei felt a little embarrassed: "It was just that time. I don't buy that much normally. Besides, we boys get more food coupons than you girls, enough for me to eat." When she heard that they could have enough to eat, Grandma Li was relieved. Wang Sufen brought up a plate of steamed buns and invited everyone to eat.
Zhenzhen looked at the dishes on the table, which included thin slices of pork and green vegetables, and asked curiously, "Did my uncle send vegetables and meat to our house?"
"Your uncle sent us the tickets." Old Lady Li handed a steamed bun to Zhenzhen. "Your uncle said that the food at home is uniformly distributed by the military region, and the food coupons, lottery tickets, meat coupons, etc. will expire if left there. He said that I can get them every month in the future. In the future, even if we don't farm, we don't have to worry about going hungry."
Wang Sufen added with a smile: "In the first two days since she came here, your grandma was walking around the garden every day, thinking about where to plant soybeans, corn and wheat. Now it's easier. When the spring comes and the land can be dug up, we can just plant some vegetables."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Zhen quickly said, "I'll plan it for you later. I'll set aside a vegetable garden for you, and I'll plant flowers in the rest of the area."
"Grow flowers?" Wang Sufen didn't quite understand what the use of growing flowers was: "Can these flowers be eaten?"
Zhenzhen looked at her with a smile on her face: "Although some of them are edible, I don't grow them for eating. I just grow them for appearance."
Wang Sufen was about to say something when Old Lady Li interrupted her: "It's the child's house that has the final say. Let her make the decision in the future."
Wang Sufen also realized what was going on and immediately laughed: "Look at my life of worrying about nothing, just plant whatever you want."
So a few months later, Wangwo and others came to Zhenzhen's house for the first time. They stood beside the Taihu rockery and looked at the bunches of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and leeks on the right, and then looked at the gardenia, jasmine, canna and crabapple on the left, and then looked at the lotus flowers blooming in the lake in front and the ducks playing in the water. Looking back at the row of sunflowers under the wall and the chickens pecking at food in the garden, they were a little speechless. Su Weiran was very entangled and looked at Zhenzhen: "You have been learning painting from me for so many years, and this is the first time I find that your aesthetics are somewhat unique!"
The author has something to say: I don’t know what went wrong with Jinjiang, but last night’s chapter suddenly entered the status of awaiting high-level review in the middle of the night. So even though many readers told me that you wrote Li Mingzhong as Li Mingbei, I still can’t change it. I can only wait for the high-level review status to be cancelled before the author has the authority to make changes.
Dada or something is not the male lead, he just passed by and made a cameo appearance. After all, he is a classmate of the same class, so don’t imagine too much, I’m scared, hahaha!
I will distribute the red envelopes for yesterday's chapter tomorrow. Good night and a happy weekend to everyone!