Some people say that college life is colorful, while others say that college life is boring and a waste of youth. Perhaps the latter is more common. Yes, in fact, they are both right. I applied for the Art Department of Chengdu Sports University.
I don't know why, maybe it's because of drawing talismans, I'm actually quite good at painting. My master didn't care what I studied. He was quite excited actually. His thinking was actually still stuck in decades ago. He didn't care what university you went to, you were just a college student.
In his eyes, college students are amazing. Soon it was time to report to the school. Early in the morning, my master still took me to the train station. This was actually my first time to go out so far. I would have to take a holiday to come back next time. My master also hugged me and cried for a while, telling me that I should study hard and find a good job in the future. I nodded in agreement.
Although I am reluctant to leave my master and the atmosphere is a bit sad, I am also looking forward to college. Who knows what college life is like
Just as I was saying goodbye to my master in tears, the train was about to leave. I waved goodbye to my master reluctantly and got on the train.
This was my first time on a train. I felt that everything was new. I looked around and finally found my seat after searching for a long time. I didn't bring much with me this time, just a few clothes and some daily necessities. I had to buy the rest. I wanted to bring everything with me, but the trainer said that I couldn't save money in college and I had to buy new things. I saw that the trainer was very happy and didn't refuse.
Listening to the repeated sound of wheels rubbing against rails, the train started slowly. People around me basically closed their eyes and went to sleep. I also closed my eyes to rest. It’s not too far from here to Chengdu. It only takes 8 hours by train.
I fell asleep slowly. When the train arrived at Chengdu Station, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that it had already darkened, I walked out of the station. There were crowds of people outside. Fortunately, there were rows of banners outside, all of which were the freshman reception offices of various universities. I searched for a long time before I found the freshman reception office of Chengdu Art Institute.
I showed the admission letter to the teacher at the reception desk. He looked me up and down, then called a senior to take me to the bus. The senior took me to the door of a bus with a stern face and said coldly, "Go up by yourself. There is a person in charge up there." After that, he ignored me and walked into the crowd.
I shrugged my shoulders. I originally thought that this senior had a bad temper, but later I found out that it was because he didn't want to do the job of welcoming freshmen. Later, when I did the job of welcoming freshmen in my sophomore year, I realized that this was not a job for human beings. I worked from 9 am to 9 pm in the hot sun, and I didn't get paid. The school only provided two lunch boxes for lunch and dinner, which were vegetarian. Of course, this is a later story.
I turned around and got on the bus. The environment inside was not bad. There were men and women inside. Of course, there were some beautiful women among them, but they all had a smug look on their faces, as if they didn't want strangers to approach them. I glanced around and found that I was sitting in the last row where no one was sitting. Although there was an empty seat in front of me with a beautiful woman, I couldn't muster any interest in her at all.
After waiting for about half an hour, five or six more people got on the bus. The bus started and drove towards the school. Chengdu is really big and beautiful. Although the place where I studied before was also a city-level unit, it was like a small mountain valley compared to Chengdu.
The night in Chengdu is beautiful, with neon lights flashing everywhere and the atmosphere of a big city everywhere.
The car drove for more than an hour and the road was quite bumpy. Everyone was already tired from taking the train, so they all fell asleep.
"Get off the bus, we're here," I stood up and rubbed my eyes when I heard the voice. We had arrived. This school is bigger than I thought, it's worthy of being a university. After entering, I started looking for my class counselor. I called our counselor and he trotted to the door to pick me up.
What I didn’t expect was that our counselor was very young, looking only about 24 or 25 years old, unlike the counselors of other classes, some of whom were in their 50s.
Our counselor was very enthusiastic and came up to help me carry my things. I didn’t feel comfortable asking him to help me, so I carried my bag myself and followed our counselor, chatting as we walked towards the dormitory.
Our counselor is called Li Shucheng. We usually call him Counselor Li. He is very talkative and had a pleasant chat with me. He told me that two roommates had already arrived at noon.
We arrived at the dormitory door and heard people chatting inside. Instructor Li knocked on the door, then opened it and said, "Boys, stop making noise. There's a new roommate."
I followed Instructor Li in and saw that the environment inside was not much different from that of a high school. It was quite clean. I bowed my head and introduced myself, "My name is Wu Jiu. Hello, everyone."
There was a guy with a face full of acne named Guo Kai. We usually called him Kaizi, although he didn't like this name. Another one we usually called Fatty Cao, whose real name was Cao Jialin. As his nickname suggests, he was quite fat.
At that time, Kaizi and Fatty Cao immediately pulled me in when they saw me. They were very enthusiastic and helped me make my bed. The sheets and other things were distributed by the school.
Instructor Li also left halfway through the meeting. It seemed that there were new students coming and he went to greet them. We finished our work and looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock. We estimated that there was still one new roommate who was unlikely to come today, so the three of us decided to go out for a drink together.
There are quite a lot of restaurants in front of the university. The three of us randomly found a cleaner one and went in, ordered some dishes, and then started chatting. It turned out that Guo Kai was a local of Chengdu. This was great, as he would have someone to take him around wherever he went in the future. Fatty Cao and I also said happily.
Fatty Cao came from Beijing, but according to him, his mother is from Chengdu, so he is half Chengdu. However, as a half-Chengdu person, he probably won’t even be able to find a public toilet when he goes shopping.
I don't need to introduce myself. Anyway, the three of us all seemed to get along well. We drank a whole box of wine together, and then we were all a little drunk. Someone said that when men drink together, their feelings grow fast, and that's actually true. Although we were drunk, we still vaguely remembered that we had a very happy chat that night. Later, we were in a daze and didn't know how we got back to the dormitory. Anyway, when we woke up, we were lying in the dormitory.
My head still hurt when I got up. Thinking about it, I haven't drunk so much alcohol in a long time. I shook my head and looked around. Kaizi and Fatty Cao were still sleeping. I looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. The three of us could really sleep.
I picked up my wallet at the ** and went out to buy breakfast, oh no, or lunch, I looked around and saw that there were basically no people in the restaurant at three o'clock, so I just bought some lunch boxes and went back.
When we got back, they both woke up and were complaining of headaches. I threw their lunch boxes to them and ate them myself. While we were eating, our fourth roommate showed up. He had a rather wretched look in his eyes. When he came in, he glanced at us, and when he saw us eating, he smiled and brought in a lot of bags.
The three of us were also very enthusiastic and rushed over to help. It took us a while to clean up for him. Then we suggested going out for a meal together, but we didn't drink any alcohol at all.
This wretched little eye is called Zhang Heng, from Chongqing. His dream is to write online novels, so his nickname is Eyes. We all laughed at him for not being able to write novels, but later he really became a great writer, but that's another story.
When we were eating happily, the instructor called me and asked where we were. I told him we were eating outside. He told me that the ten-day military training would start tomorrow and asked us to prepare.
In fact, I never understood the meaning of military training. It's just ten days. What else can it do except get a tan? Exercise? What do you really want to achieve in ten days? But after what Fatty Cao said, I finally understood why there is military training.
If there is no military training, who would sell this camouflage uniform, which costs only 30 yuan at most? On the contrary, with military training, the school can sell it for more than 100 yuan, which can also make the principals and leaders more money.
Anyway, we got up early the next morning and followed the main force, which was our class, to a military camp stationed in the mountains for military training.
The painful military training life began. The military camp was located deep in the mountains with only one road in and out. I have to say that the air in the mountains was quite good. As soon as we entered the mountains, the girls around us started chirping like sparrows, saying how beautiful this place was and that place was. I was so upset listening to them.
Fatty Cao fell asleep as soon as he got on the bus. I really admire him for being able to sleep on such a bumpy mountain road. He just held his laptop and thought about the plot. Kaizi and his girlfriend hugged each other and chatted. I really have to admire Kaizi. It seems that he never lacks a girlfriend.
I am born with a bad tongue. I usually have a great time chatting with my brothers and friends, but my face will blush when I talk to beautiful girls. I won’t talk about Fatty Cao either. He just eats and sleeps every day. I even doubt how he got into college. His eyes are actually quite nice, but he is a little dumb like me. I can’t say dumb, but honest. I remember when I was in sophomore year, a girl invited him out on a date. It was obvious that the girl was chasing the boy, which made me envious. But he just said, "Sorry, I have to write, I don’t have time." I really pissed off the girl and she ran away.
Anyway, the people in our dormitory are pretty weird.
It took us more than an hour to drive on the mountain road to reach the military camp, where several non-commissioned officers were already waiting for us.