"Miss Song, do you want to report to the school first?" Huo Jiu asked.
"Let's go and have a look first, and go back after getting the textbook."
Fengcheng Academy of Drama started three days ago. At that time, many reporters stood outside the school, trying to squat Song Yaoyao, but they all failed.
However, every year during the reporting season for freshmen, there will be a frenzy of discussions on Weibo.
Even without Song Yaoyao, there are still many bright faces, which are remembered by many people.
"The daily necessities in the dormitory have been prepared for you, Miss Song, do you really want to live in the dormitory for military training?"
Freshmen are going to participate in military training.
Before, some people were speculating on Weibo whether Song Yaoyao would participate. The keyboard warriors took the opportunity to play with the rhythm and mocked Song Yaoyao a lot.
"Of course I want it!"
Hearing this, Song Yaoyao replied firmly.
Her eyes were sparkling, and there was obvious anticipation when she looked carefully.
In the past, he was half-dead and his physical condition was limited. If she can't do this, she can't do that.
She had already missed the military training in high school, and Song Yaoyao didn't want to miss the military training in college this time.
Not surprisingly, this will be the last time in her life to participate in military training on campus. It will be a very precious memory in the future.
Song Yaoyao first went to the teacher's office to get her textbooks, and then went to the girls' dormitory.
The military training will only start tomorrow, and it's not too late for Song Yaoyao to come.
"Miss Song, do you want me to go up with you?"
Huo Jiu looked at the thick stack of books in her hand, and tried to pick it up but Song Yaoyao dodged it.
I saw her stepping up the stairs with ease, and looked at her inexplicably after hearing the words, and tapped the warning words pasted at the entrance of the corridor with her chin.
Boys stop—
Huo Jiu was surprised, "University still has this rule?"
Song Yaoyao was even more surprised, "Isn't there?"
Huo Jiu shook his head innocently.
"No."
He never went to college, so how could he know.
Song Yaoyao looked at him sympathetically, "Just wait for me here, if you follow up, you may be—"
"Hey! What's the matter with that person at the door? I don't know this is a girls' dormitory! Boys stop, boys stop, see? Can't you read? Go away, don't mess around here!"
The sharp voice of the middle-aged woman made Huo Jiu's ears hurt. He took a breath and turned his head.
I saw the woman with armbands on her hips, staring at him covetously, as if he was an apprentice who wanted to break into the girls' dormitory and do something wrong.
Huo Jiu: "I..."
"What me? It's useless to say anything! Hurry up, don't stand here!!"
"Pffff—"
Song Yaoyao laughed, gave him a sympathetic look, and ran away quickly.
Her dormitory is on the fifth floor, 506, a standard four-person room.
At this time, the reporting time for freshmen had already passed, and the dormitory building was already full of students.
When Song Yaoyao went up with the book in her arms, she could still see female students in pajamas, sleepy-eyed, walking around with basins in their hands.
Song Yaoyao greeted everyone she met with a sweet smile, walked briskly, and counted them one by one according to the room number.
The person who was greeted was stunned for a moment, watching Song Yaoyao walk away helplessly.
Suddenly, a scream broke out, "Damn it!!"
Then she took the basin and ran back to the dormitory in flip-flops without washing her clothes.
The door was pushed open suddenly, making the people inside jump.
"Guess who I saw just now?!"
"Saw a ghost? So excited?"
"Fart! I saw Song Yaoyao!! Alive! Alive Song Yaoyao! She came to school, and she still laughed at me my mother!!"