Boarding the bus bound for Sanwei University, tall buildings recede like flowing water outside the window.
In Lin Zhaoxi's memory, Lao Lin seldom opposed anything with a clear-cut stand, but if objecting to her choosing liberal arts in Strawberry World counted as one, then objecting to her studying Yongchuan Middle School now counted as one.
They hung up the phone call just now, and Lao Lin's tone was very flat from beginning to end, but she felt very obvious when Lao Lin's attitude was tough and resolute after they traveled through two worlds and maintained the bond of father and daughter for so many years.
Now comes the problem-
In Strawberry World, after she was admitted to Sanwei University, Lao Lin moved her family from Anning to Yongchuan for her; why now, Lao Lin clearly opposes her going to Yongchuan Middle School
And the word "not going" is also very intriguing, its subject should be "we", "you are not allowed to go" and "we are not going" have completely different meanings...
"Lin Zhaoxi, what about you?"
On the bus, someone called her, and Lin Zhaoxi shivered: "Ah, what's wrong?"
"What are we talking about for lunch?"
"Anything, I can do it."
"No casual!"
"You have to choose!"
The group of four in Yongchuan Middle School was making a lot of noise, and many children in the car were looking at her. The students sitting here are all students who are going to participate in the training camp. They gathered at the gate of Yongchuan Middle School just now, and now they are taking the bus to Sanwei University together.
Vice-principal Zhang was not there, and it was said that he was going to preside over the marking of papers, and the group of four became even more unscrupulous.
Some key words popped up in Lin Zhaoxi's mind. When she was thinking about Lao Lin just now, some people said "hot pot", others said "barbecue", and some people wanted to eat "Xinjiang cuisine"
The team leader probably wants them to coordinate themselves, or wants everyone to get acquainted quickly, so they don't participate in any opinions.
Lin Zhaoxi subconsciously said, "Go to the restaurant upstairs in No. 2 cafeteria and order food. Everyone can order whatever they want..."
The sister of the team leader smiled: "The restaurant upstairs in our 2 cafeteria is very good. Has classmate Lin Zhaoxi ever been to Sanwei University?"
The car fell silent.
Of course I have been here. I have studied here for four years, and I have to go to the old campus of Zhong'an Road every week to attend classes...
She thought so in her heart, but quickly shook her head: "I haven't been there, I just saw in the newspaper that the restaurant in Sanwei University 2 cafeteria was introduced, saying that Kung Pao Chicken and Spicy Chicken are super delicious."
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Sanwei University Zhong'an Road Campus, Greenway.
After the meal, the team leader sister led all their students who participated in the training camp to visit the campus.
Lin Zhaoxi no longer dared to show her familiarity with Sanwei University. She obediently followed the team and listened to the teacher's introduction of the basic situation of Sanwei University and how to use various facilities.
In fact, the main facilities are the cafeteria and the library. The sister of the team leader gave each of them a card, telling them that they can use this card wherever they need to spend money in the school.
This thing didn't appeal to Lin Zhaoxi, but everyone else present were junior high school students, and they were very curious about such things as One Card.
Especially Huzi from Yongchuan Middle School. When he walked past the hot water room, he sneaked in and swiped his card to get hot water. Fearing that they would become demons again, the leader sister hurriedly took them to the library.
A grand brick building with eye-catching stained glass windows.
The ivy has withered in winter, but Lin Zhaoxi still remembers the wonderful scene of the whole red brick building being covered by ivy in summer.
Walking into the warm interior of the library, the students couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Dozens of middle school students let out an "Aww" in unison, and their sighs echoed in the library hall, and they themselves were startled by the sound of the voice.
The sister of the team leader gave a soft "shh", and the children looked around apologetically, for fear of disturbing others.
However, the imagined rejection did not happen.
Although it is already a winter vacation practice, the school library is open all year round, and there are also postgraduate entrance examination students reading in the hall. But after they made such a loud noise, no one rolled their eyes at them, let alone showed disgust.
Most of the students of Sanwei University were reading with their heads down, unaffected, and a small number of people were watching them curiously, with smiles on their faces, which made people feel very cordial.
Lin Zhaoxi looked around, and her eyes stayed on the reading room sign. She still had the book list that Lao Lin gave her, so she looked through the crack of the door.
There are many bookshelves in the reading room, and there are many self-study tables by the windows. Although the tables and chairs look shabby, under the warm winter sun, all the furnishings seem to be covered with a layer of gold yarn, giving a heavy sense of history.
In a daze, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly wondered whether Lao Lin had read books here, or why he was so familiar with the collections of Sanwei University.
But she really didn't know the answer, because according to Lao Lin, he didn't get a diploma in college, so he couldn't be considered a college student, so he didn't have his alma mater.
As for Lao Lin, when he thinks about it carefully, there are too many things worth exploring.
Lin Zhaoxi felt that she had been fooled since she was a child, so she was able to turn a blind eye to many suspicious points. After all, she didn't even know who her mother was, so it was normal for her not to know which university her father graduated from.
But it should be Sanmi University, after all, the Department of Mathematics here is the best in the country
Lin Zhaoxi thought of this, the sister of the team leader pushed open the door of the reading room, and really led them inside.
Shuttle among the vast volumes like clouds, the children once again exclaimed "wow".
"This is the reading room of our school. Everyone can borrow it during the training camp." The team leader sister said in a low voice.
"Can we read all the novels here?" the children asked excitedly.
"Of course." The leader sister smiled, "There is also a document retrieval class in the intensive training class, which will teach you how to find books."
There is even a literature retrieval class
Lin Zhaoxi scanned the rows of bookshelves, thinking that this is indeed the usual arrangement of Vice President Zhang, but Lao Lin seems to be a supporter of the self-study method in essence.
From shelf a to shelf o, Lin Zhaoxi finally walked to the most familiar mathematics bookshelf.
The book list opened by Lao Lin was in her pocket, she couldn't help but stop, opened the list, and scanned the bookshelves, ready to see where those books were.
But after reading the rows, her eyes were dazzled, but she couldn't even find the first book, which Lao Lin said was about learning mathematics and language.
The army had gone far away, and the computer used to retrieve documents was some distance away from the bookshelves. She put away the book list and prepared to keep up with the army. At this time, the boy beside her raised his hand and took down a book casually.
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
"Um?"
"Don't tell me, you memorized the book classification table..."
"No, I searched for a while before I found it." Pei Zhi said.
"You obviously didn't look for it just now, but you just took a look." Lin Zhaoxi was very sad and indignant.
"That's my luck."
Thinking about Brother Pei's lucky talent for crushing flower rolls, Lin Zhaoxi reluctantly accepted this answer.
She lowered her head, opened the book in her hand, and then froze.
In this book, which tells the language of mathematics in detail according to Lao Lin, there are dense pencil marks.
Not only headers and footers, but even the gaps between lines have words. Those fonts are different, new and old, but they are all written with pencils.
Lin Zhaoxi carefully flipped through the two pages, and found that the pencil marks were very interesting.
Some people ask questions, some are answering, some are writing examples, and some are writing down their own thoughts. Some people even complained that the characters in front of them were too big for others to write the answers to the exercises.
And in those pencil words, she also recognized the part that belonged to Lao Lin.