Arrive at the hostel booked by Mr. Zhuang, move your luggage into the hostel, and wait for the new students to report to the school tomorrow.
Before that, Xie Wanying and her mother couldn't bear the loneliness, so they visited the small shops near the campus and waited for the opportunity to enter the medical school to have a look. The campus is shaded by green trees, cool breeze blows, and there are birdsong walking among the flowers and plants. Sun Rongfang was very satisfied with seeing it, and felt that the place where her daughter will study and live in the future is extremely beautiful. The only thing I worry about is whether my daughter's classmates and teachers will get along well.
The next day, the mother and daughter got up early and ate the big fried dough sticks unique to the capital on the street. It was a big one, much bigger than the ones in their hometown. After you are full, hurry up and bring all the items you need to go to school to school.
The campus today is different from yesterday. The auditorium is open for freshmen to register. Even so, due to the large number of freshmen every year, the crowds of freshmen and their families made the entire auditorium become as lively as a vegetable market.
After being reborn, Xie Wanying knew the process of university registration, so she took her mother to find the freshman registration desk of her major.
The mother and daughter walked through the long queue and walked until they reached the registration desk at the end. The queues of other departments are long, and there is no one in front of this stage.
For a while, Sun Rongfang asked her daughter: "Did we find the wrong place?"
"It should be right." Xie Wanying carefully identified the red sign on the stage, on which it said that the eighth year class of the National Association of Nations was registered.
"Why is no one queuing here?" Sun Rongfang looked left and right, and she clearly saw that there were people on the right hand side, but there was no one here, as if she suddenly saw a ghost.
Xie Wanying waited for a while, and saw a male teacher wearing glasses running over in a hurry. He was about fifty years old, and his hair was half gray.
Sun Rongfang stuck to her daughter's ear: "Why do I look wrong? Look at the side, the other people entertaining the students are all young, and this is an old man?"
Unexpectedly, the "Old Man" teacher heard this, and the other party laughed out loud: "I'm sorry, your brothers in the eighth class are very busy and can't come to entertain you. They are all seniors and sisters to entertain the freshmen. You The class counselor’s words will not be confirmed until your first day of class, so for now, I, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, will entertain you for the time being.”
"Director of the Academic Affairs Office?" Sun Rongfang blinked.
"Yes, my surname is Jiang." The "old man" male teacher took out his work card to show.
"Hello, hello, Director Jiang, my daughter and I came to school for the first time, so we don't understand anything." Sun Rongfang pulled her daughter to explain.
"It's okay, it's okay."
"Hello, Teacher Jiang." Xie Wanying stood in front and bowed to the teacher first.
Director Jiang was startled, and hurriedly stood up and helped her up: "No, no, you're welcome." Then Director Jiang, who sat down again, was obviously a little shy by the politeness of Xie Wanying and her mother, covering his mouth and coughing lightly "I know who you are."
"Do you know who we are?" Sun Rongfang asked in surprise.
"You are classmate Xie Wanying, right?" Director Jiang pointed the pen in Xie Wanying's direction.
"Do you know my daughter's name?" Sun Rongfang was even more surprised, since she had never met this person before.
"Of course I know, she is the number one scholar in science." Director Jiang winked at the mother and daughter playfully.
Sun Rongfang couldn't help laughing twice, and signaled to her daughter: This teacher is really kind, he can make jokes.