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    Update time: 2012-06-08

    The sun outside is really poisonous and I don¡¯t want anyone to live at all.

    After finally arriving in the classroom, Yang Zongbao was dumbfounded, what is this?  storehouse?  It is a house with a gabled roof and three prefabricated houses put together.

    "Is this a classroom?" Yang Zongbao decided to ask first, lest this seemingly enthusiastic counselor swallow him up.

    "Yeah?" the counselor answered naturally, but immediately reacted: "You checked in late, didn't you know? The Department of Anesthesia's own building is still under construction, so we're just making do here."

    "Can't it be shared with others?" Yang Zongbao felt strange. Even if a new building was built, classrooms that were free or had no classes in other departments could still be used.

    "Hey, it's hard to explain in one sentence. You'll know after you get to know your classmates. Go in."

    When Yang Zongbao followed the counselor into the classroom, he realized that the famous school was indeed a famous school.  Who are these people?

    On the podium, the teacher wearing glasses was chirping like a mosquito, and he was lifeless at all.

    Students were scattered on the seats on the steps behind.  Yang Zongbao almost thought he had entered some public school in the West.  The class was really exciting.

    Some are eating melon seeds, some are reading novels, some are falling in love, some are listening to music Anyway, they are doing all kinds of things, but they are not taking classes seriously.  There are more than 20 students in the classroom, which can accommodate about 200 people.  Yang Zongbao can understand that the number of graduate students is small, but you still have to listen to it in class.  Respecting teachers and respecting morality is a fine tradition of the Chinese people.  These students are really nice to their teachers.

    ¡°Professor Yin, interrupt me, I want to introduce a classmate.¡± The counselor spoke.

    "Please." The professor spread his hands, asking her to continue.

    "Dear students, this is a new transfer student."

    After saying that, he pushed Yang Zongbao out.

    "Hello everyone, I am a new transfer student, my name is Yang Zongbao." After saying that, he stood still.

    "Transfer students? Our school still accepts transfer students?" A man who was holding a girl said very awkwardly.

    "Yes, which school did you transfer from?" The woman in his arms also smiled sweetly: "Yang Zongbao? This name is really good. I wonder if his family has Yang Paifeng, Yang Bamei? Does Mu Guiying have this?  There¡¯s such a vulgar name in that era?¡±

    The girl's voice burst into laughter as soon as she finished speaking.

    "Uh, classmate Yang, which school are you transferred from?" The counselor also joined the teasing team.

    "Zhenjiang Medical College." It turns out that the counselor was kind enough to send me here just to laugh, right?  You're right to think about it this way. It's impossible for counselors not to know the school where you graduated.

    What a bunch of low-level people.  But I don't care. Although it is a university that the proud students here may have never heard of, at least no one will disrespect the teachers and academics in class at my alma mater.

    ¡°Zhenjiang Medical College, I¡¯m laughing so hard.¡±

    "Do you know where it is?"

    "Is there anyone at home?"

    "Who knew, these days the characters starting with the word "¶þ" are awesome and awesome."

    ""

    There were many discussions, but none of them touched Yang Zongbao's nerves.

    "Okay, this classmate, please find a seat and sit down wherever you want. We're going to start class." Professor Yin's mosquito-like voice resolved Yang Zongbao's embarrassment at this time.

    "Thank you, teacher." Yang Zongbao took back the two books that the counselor had given him and looked at her meaningfully.

    "Okay, okay." The counselor didn't know why Yang Zongbao saw him stuttering.

    The young counselor fled the classroom as if running away.  After I came out, I felt so worried about why, as if I was frightened.  Recalling Yang Zongbao's last look at him, he couldn't help but shudder.  Those eyes now make me feel scared, and there is no emotion at all.  A glance at a person's eyes more or less reveals what is going on in one's heart?  But just now Yang Zongbao seemed to know that he had played a bad role, but even if he knew what to do, what could he do to him?  I am a counselor, and I have great or small rights.  A little trick, so that he can't get out and walk around.

    After completing the psychological construction, the counselor was relieved and returned to the office with ease to continue playing Landlords.

    In the classroom, Yang Zongbao chose a seat near the front row and sat down.

    The professor is talking about organic chemistry, which I also learned as an undergraduate.  However, Yang Zongbao still listened patiently.  This saves you from reading the book again.  Confucius said: Review the old and learn the new.  That's absolutely true.

    Soon the professor¡¯s sleepy old eyes had somethingA student who listens to the class seriously.  Although I didn't pay much attention when I first came in, during this 45-minute class, only the student named Yang Zongbao had a straight waist, like a javelin.  His appearance is not the most eye-catching, but the bookishness around him is very strong.

    Professor Yin has been teaching for decades and has developed a sharp eye.  You can tell at a glance who is pretending to listen to the class or who is really listening.  The student in front of me is very close to me.  Not only was he sitting upright, but he also had two hands on the table, holding a pen in his right hand.  Eyes follow oneself.

    The old professor became more passionate and his voice became louder.

    Other interested students will feel that Professor Yin is very energetic today.

    Professor Yin changed his usual sloppy attitude and his face was filled with red light.  It seemed that the enthusiasm for the career suddenly burst out.

    Gradually Professor Yin started foaming at the mouth.

    "Did this old guy take the wrong medicine? It's so intense that he may develop high blood pressure and cerebral palsy. In the end, he won't be able to take care of himself."

    Suddenly Yang Zongbao heard a burst of discussion, and the owner of the voice was the man who attacked him the most fiercely just now.  Although I feel angry, I have no position to speak here. All I can do is take care of myself.

    Although the man's voice was not loud, it could not stand up to the empty classroom. The sound reached the professor's ears effortlessly, as if he were playing.

    Although he could hear it, the professor didn't react at all and just continued to focus on the class.  This caused other students to become even more unscrupulous.

    "Is this Professor Yin deaf? We have never had any discipline in class."

    ¡°If you don¡¯t have to be deaf, you have to be deaf.¡±

    "Why?"

    ¡°Have you seen the twin buildings in our school? They were donated by Zhou Yi¡¯s father. Even our new teaching building is said to have been donated by his father.¡±

    "so smart?"

    "No, how about he play games with the girl during class?"

    "His family is really rich."

    "No, that's why the teacher can turn a blind eye and not open two eyes. Who can offend the God of Wealth? Isn't this causing trouble for yourself?"

    The classmates¡¯ comments did not make Zhou Yi unhappy, but instead made him laugh happily.

    The situation in the classroom is getting more and more embarrassing.

    They talked too much.

    Bell

    The embarrassment was broken by the sound of the bell.

    "get out of class is over."

    Yang Zongbao quickly stood up and bowed.

    "did you see?"

    "I saw it, and I actually bowed. True or false."

    "That's right, it's disgusting. What era is it in?"

    "Really earthy."

    "Hush, I dare not say that, maybe I have a back-up"

    How could there be so much gossip among more than 20 people?  Yang Zongbao was speechless.  Because I didn¡¯t notice the classmate in the corner, and I didn¡¯t mean to have a close friendship.  So quickly pack up your things and run away.  He didn't realize that he had become the subject of careful observation.

    "How about it?"

    In the corner of the classroom stood a man and a woman, both with remarkable appearance and temperament.

    "It's a bit interesting, he looks pretty and has a decent attitude towards learning. But there's nothing special about him."

    "Don't underestimate him, he is said to be an all-rounder. Dean Mao got it himself. He ranked first in the provincial hospital recruitment exam this time."

    "What's wrong with the first place? Isn't it just a paper? Brother, don't you also have a perfect score on the TOEFL? China's exams are just exam-oriented education. It's not difficult to get a perfect score."

    "Yes, you think your brother is good at everything."

    The boy rubbed the girl's head fondly: "But he has a much better attitude towards learning than the others here, and he is probably a bit of a real learner."

    "That old man Mao Aiguo just can't get along with his brother. When he wanted to study in his graduate school, he said he would not accept a master's degree but only a doctorate. Now he has accepted this idiot. Is it disgusting that our parents have no use for intercession?  ¡±

    "Okay, don't be angry, let's go have dinner at home."

    The boy comforted the girl and walked out of the classroom together.

    "A pair of idiots."

    Feng Yuxiang heard such idiotic conversation as soon as he woke up, which made his ears dirty in vain.  Qian Shuangshuang and Qian Qingchuan, the identical twins, have nothing to do but brag.  Relying on his small family fortune, his brain, which is slightly smarter than ordinary people, actually says some disgusting words and does some disgusting things.  How old they are, the brother and sister are like conjoined twins.  I thought it was so amazing, but I didn¡¯t know that others thought they were acting in a sitcom.

    "Brother Feng, are you awake?I'll wait for you to eat.  "

    If Yang Zongbao were here, he would be surprised that that brainless idiot could still speak human words.

    "You're a little overachiever, you're no different from an idiot."

    Feng Yuxiang relaxed his neck, which was stiff from sleep.

    "Hey, Brother Feng looks down on me? Aren't we going to give the newcomer some ideological education? It's also for his own good. Lest one day we don't have eyes and our brother breaks the rules. After all, we are from the same department.  It¡¯s not easy to be cruel.¡±

    "Stop fucking nonsense, you are you and I am me, don't get involved if nothing happens. Just have fun and don't get into trouble. Be careful and I will chop you up."

    "I understand. Don't talk about this. Let's go eat."

    "You know, just be at ease."

    At this time, Feng Yuxiang only knew that Yang Zongbao was a nerd who was obsessed with studying and was also cowardly. He felt some compassion for a moment and just said it casually to tell Zhou Yi not to go too far.  But Zhou Yi's personality has been distorted since he was a child, and now Yang Zongbao's life is even more uneasy.

    The school cafeteria has two floors. The first floor is shared and the second floor is private rooms.  The price was not bad. Yang Zongbao queued up for a meal, found a random table, sat down and ate.  I was too hungry after moving in the morning.

    "Classmate, please give in."

    Yang Zongbao looked up and saw that there was a narrow road between enemies. He didn¡¯t know why this handsome man fell in love with him.  They were at loggerheads with me in the organic chemistry class. They even came to her door even though she was sitting in such a remote place. Shouldn't she get out of the way?

    When Yang Zongbao was thinking, his mouth did not stop and he kept eating. In Zhou Yi's eyes, this clearly meant rejection.

    "I told you to get out."

    The rice plate was lifted unexpectedly.  All the food was poured into Yang Zongbao's arms.

    "What are you doing? Let's go quickly." Feng Yuxiang urged impatiently from a few steps away.

    "Brother Feng, wait a minute. This kid and I are chatting." Zhou Yi put one hand in front of Yang Zongbao and made a waiting gesture towards Feng Yuxiang.

    "ah¡­¡­"
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