Before the holiday, Su Xian thought it over again and again and decided to call home. However, no one answered the phone after he called several times. Feeling uneasy, he found the cell phone number Uncle Zhao left for him and dialed it.
"It's girl." This is Uncle Zhao's nickname for all the girls in the village: "Your dad is not at home. He went out to play cards. He will probably be back before dusk. You can play at night. Don't worry, girl. Your dad is doing well at home. The neighbors all take good care of him. Don't worry about him. Just study hard outside."
This person, no matter how big the storm is, he can get through it alone, without blinking an eye from beginning to end. But once he gets the warmth from someone who has no blood relationship with him, his heart will be sour.
Su Xian felt very jealous.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao. Take care of yourself too."
"Your uncle Zhao is in good health. I am still waiting for you promising kids to make a name for yourself in the future." Uncle Zhao liked Su Xian from the bottom of his heart: "By the way, girl, don't treat yourself badly outside. Eat and drink as you should. If you have financial difficulties, call me. You don't have to worry about tuition fees. The village committee will take care of it."
Just as Su Xian was about to speak, a noisy voice came from the phone. Uncle Zhao seemed very busy: "Girl, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go and get busy. Someone from above is coming to inspect again."
Su Xian waited for the other party to hang up the call before slowly putting away the phone.
Everything is fine, that's good.
In the blink of an eye, September is coming to an end and the temperature is gradually dropping. The weather in Nancheng is different from that in Heyunling. The four seasons are clearly divided and no one will surpass the other.
In the first few days after arriving in Nancheng, Su Xian was actually still a little uncomfortable and had diarrhea from time to time. Fortunately, her ability to adapt was pretty good.
Perhaps it was because of Zuo Yueyao in Nanjing University, because of his presence, Su Xian felt a sense of familiarity with this strange city.
"Classmate, are you interested in joining our animation club?" Su Xian's thoughts were unexpectedly interrupted. There was a stranger beside her. Looking around, she remembered that every year when new students enter school, various organizations compete openly and secretly, and try their best to attract new students to join their clubs.
Su Xian rejected the invitation from the strange classmate as she had no interest in anime.
After looking around, he found that compared to the deserted entrance of the animation club, there were quite a few people gathered in front of the literature club. Su Xian took a look at the promotional poster of the literature club and immediately understood why so many people signed up for the club.
The promotional poster actually used a photo of Zuo Yueyao, which successfully attracted attention.
"Classmate, are you here to sign up for the literature club as well?" A slightly plump girl started chatting with Su Xian in a familiar manner. "The number of people is limited, so I guess there's no hope. But you can try, maybe there will be more places. Go over there and get the form, fill it out and get in line."
Su Xian smiled at the girl: "I'm not."
"Aren't you here to sign up for the literature club?" The girl was a little surprised: "I thought you were here for your idol. Although your idol is not the president of the literature club, he is more famous than the president."
Su Xian asked curiously: "Who is the president?"
"Oh, the president's name is Ren Shang."
Ren Shang.
The president of the literature club!
"But President Ren is also very handsome, just a little bit playboy."
So many things cannot be understood with normal thinking. She was not surprised that Ren Shang joined any club, but the literature club. She really couldn't imagine that such a lazy guy would sit there and practice his writing skills seriously.
Su Xian finally understood why Zuo Yueyao, who liked dealing with numbers, became a member of the literature club.
He is indeed a person with ulterior motives. Pulling Zuo Yueyao in is just his living signboard.
Su Xian coughed and pretended not to be gossipy: "Is that goddess He also in the literature club?"
"It seems she's not here. She's in the dance club and she's the president of the club."
That’s right. People who love dancing would like to do something related to dance, such as teaching others to dance, even if they can no longer dance.
Su Xian put away his gossiping mind and left with satisfaction, but stopped in front of the club recruitment poster covered with a red tablecloth.
The Volunteer Association was even more miserable than the Animation Club. There was not even a ghost in front of the door. Su Xian stood out for a while and successfully attracted the attention of the club.
"Classmate, you have to think carefully. Our club is not as comfortable as other clubs. Don't act on impulse."
It seems that there are so many people who have joined on a whim that the club's recruiters no longer have the desire to recruit them.
Su Xian pointed to a stack of forms on the table and asked, "Are you filling this out?"
The recruiter confirmed again and again: "Have you thought it through?"
Su Xian nodded: "Yeah."
"Then fill in the information here and wait for our notification for the interview."
Su Xian originally thought that she only needed to fill out a form, but she didn't expect that she would have to go through an interview. What she didn't expect was that not long after she filled out the form and left, she received an interview notice. The speed of the notice was so fast that it seemed as if they were afraid that she would run away.
Su Xian found it funny because he had ignored her just now.
Based on the information provided, Su Xian found the location of the society. It was deserted all the way there, and he thought it was just a formality, but when the door opened, there were more than a dozen people sitting inside.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on her.
Su Xian was a man who had experienced many ups and downs. For example, he had given a speech and hosted a festival event. He was always very confident and never stage-frightened. But today, facing these dozen people, he actually felt a little guilty.
The person sitting in the middle is probably the president. He has a pair of round eyes on his round face and a chubby figure, which makes him look very festive.
Except for the fat president who was smiling, everyone else's expressions were somewhat serious.
"Su Xian, 18 years old, freshman majoring in law, loves reading, that's it?"
What else
The fat president smiled and said, "Well, that's good. Our club is in need of someone like you. If there is any need for legal expertise in the future, you can come in handy. So, I'll ask you a few questions, and you just need to answer truthfully. Don't be nervous, just relax."
Su Xian was already very relaxed, how could he be seen to be nervous
"Why did you come to our club?"
Su Xian's mind was searching for the most pleasant words, such as serving the people, contributing to society, carrying forward the fine tradition of being helpful, and so on, a series of official rhetoric.
But the fat senior seemed to be indifferent to all this and shot back what she was about to say: "We want to hear what you really think. Don't say those old-fashioned things."
The walls of the room were covered with various award certificates. Su Xian glanced at them quietly and spoke slowly.
"I don't know why, I just know it's not wrong to do so."
Joining this club, apart from helping her increase her chances of getting a scholarship, also does not eliminate her determination to do something good.
Perhaps it was her words that went against the grain that surprised everyone present. The fat president didn't ask any more questions, but made the decision directly: "Okay! It's you. In the future, if there is nothing important, try to attend the club's meetings and activities. If you can't attend, ask for leave in advance."
Su Xian didn't expect it to be so smooth. Just as he was about to say thank you, the fat president said, "My name is Li Yitian, and I'm the president of the club. As for the others, you can get to know them later. After National Day, we have a condolence activity at a nursing home, and it's a good opportunity for you to make a plan for the activity."
Su Xian felt like it was a bad time to come in, but she couldn't say no.
After getting to know a group of people in the club, Su Xian realized that their seriousness just now was all pretended. In fact, they were all easy to get along with. But soon, she felt that she should not use the word "all".
Who would have thought that Chen Biyu was also in this club!
In Su Xian's opinion, this stubborn and unforgiving person has no patience. Yet she was able to make it into this club. After arriving late, she confidently told the president that she was delayed due to something.
"I thought I was seeing things when I saw your back, but it turned out to be you. As a classmate, you didn't even tell me that you signed up for this club."
Su Xian said unhappily: "You didn't tell me either."
"That's right." Chen Biyu said carelessly: "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to join the literature club. Where's your cousin? Didn't he open a backdoor for you or something?"
"I can be wherever I want." She was being straightforward, and Su Xian would not buy into her war of words.
“With personality.”
Su Xian couldn't tell whether Chen Biyu had a prejudice against her or not, and just treated her as an ordinary classmate: "Why did you come to this club?"
"Do good deeds and accumulate virtue." Chen Biyu answered without hesitation.
What a good idea! Su Xian thought to herself, why didn't she think of such a simple reason just now
"Are you free later? If not, come with me to get the projector back."
"Where can I get it?"
"Your cousin's place!" Chen Biyu snorted a few times, "These people are really something. They borrowed the projector but didn't even know how to return it. I can't stand it so much that I have to scold them to death."
In fact, when she arrived at the literature club, Chen Biyu changed her expression. Not to mention scolding, her delicate voice was almost dripping with water.
The ability that makes Chen Biyu superior to them is that within less than a month after coming to Nanjing University, she has already made her way in like a fish in water. Everyone she meets is like family, and the word "strange" does not exist at all.
"Brother Ren, I'm here to get our projector. I wonder if you guys have finished using it."
Su Xian gave her a look of great contempt and nodded at Ren Shang.
"I was just about to have someone deliver it to you, but I didn't expect you to come and get it in person. Are you afraid that I won't return it?"
"That's not it." Chen Biyu smiled charmingly: "Just now I was telling Su Xian not to worry, the seniors will return it after using it, but she refused to do so, and I can't do anything about it."
Ren Shang gave Su Xian a wicked smile, and Su Xian's back teeth made a clattering sound.