Along with the admission notice, there are registration instructions.
Federal University is a full-time school, which means that unless there are extremely special circumstances, students must live in the school and are not allowed to study.
After many years, this place still continues the tradition of the 21st century, and the four-person room is popular.
It is intended to test students' ability to communicate in the world. After all, getting along with roommates is also a practice.
The day of registration is the day of check-in, and you have to prepare all your belongings on that day. The next day, each department will organize a meeting, and then start military training on the same day. The process goes very fast.
So Jiang Qiuqiu had to prepare daily necessities.
There are not many things, and they are packed soon, and they are about to go on a long journey. Qiuqiu took Mosi to Mrs. Aier's house, and wanted to say goodbye to Mrs. Aier.
Mrs. Ayer saw two people walking side by side, holding hands, with a smile in her eyes: "Hey, Xiaomo and Qiuqiu are here."
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She looked at her with good intentions, and Mosi was a little embarrassed, after all, he had said in front of Mrs. Al—
She is still a child.
She is still young.
She doesn't know what love is.
I don't like her, I just cherish her talents.
As a result, it didn't take long, and when I held hands, kissed, and hugged, my face began to ache.
Compared to him, Qiuqiu was more generous: "Yes, the federal university starts tomorrow, let me tell you, I'm going to school tomorrow."
"That's good!" Mrs. Al said with encouragement in her eyes, "You are very suitable to go to school to learn knowledge, and a more systematic understanding of spiritual power will allow you to understand yourself better."
Only with a deeper understanding can we create our own style.
Also, "It may be inconvenient for you to live at the school and want to cook. Let me talk to Dean Zhu of your spiritual healing department and ask him to open a teacher's apartment for you."
"When you are done, you can ask the dean to bring me here, and then I will ask him to bring the healing spar over there."
Mrs. Eyre had things in order.
but-
Jiang Qiuqiu found that he seemed to have forgotten to tell the people around him about something.
"Well, yes, but it should take a while."
"wait for some time?"
"I heard that the military training of mecha individual soldiers will be very tiring. I may not have time to cook. I will have time after the military training."
"Time is not a problem, any time—" Wait, Mrs. Ayer suddenly discovered a point, "Is the military training of mech individual soldiers very tiring?"
She felt that things suddenly became complicated: "What does the military training of the mecha individual department have to do with you!?"
"Because I'm currently enrolling in the mech individual department."
At this moment, Mrs. Al felt like her heart was about to break.
…
Here she met a genius of the spiritual healing department.
By analogy, she is self-disciplined and motivated, she has justice in her heart, and Mrs. Ayer has a clear heart. As long as she keeps doing this, in another ten or twenty years, she will definitely be among the top spiritual healers.
She once worried that she might get lost on the way forward in the future, would not be able to persevere, would slowly lose her heart, and would be confused.
But I just never thought about—
She doesn't want to be a spiritual healer.
She wants to be a mecha soldier!
"..."
"Qiuqiu, do you really like mecha individual soldiers so much?"
"Don't like the spiritual healing department?"
"You are very good at spiritual healing, why don't you continue to study?"
Mrs. Eyre held her hand: "Is it boring because it's easy to learn?"
"I've come down from the battlefield and I'm not very good at teaching."
"If you can listen to Dean Zhu's class at Federal University, you might be able to experience the joy of spiritual healing courses."
Mrs. Ayer looked at Jiang Qiuqiu with Amway in her eyes.