Nine Hundred and One: The life I once longed for (Part 1)
As one of the top universities in the country, Kyungseong University’s rigorous educational standards need no elaboration.
In ordinary second-rate schools, you don't usually attend classes and expect the teacher to "mark the key points" before the exam week.
Don't even think about it.
Moreover, the test questions for the final exam are not as deformed and deepened as the high school test questions, but they are definitely not as simple as restoring the textbook.
For your future employment development or academic further study,
Every Peking University student will try his best to get a good score.
You must know that even if the course content can be self-study, attendance at class will be considered as normal points. Otherwise, even if you pass the exam, you will still lose ten or twenty points, and dawdling is almost non-existent.
In fact, there are no players who can come to Beijing University just to hang out.
Therefore, for those ‘gods’ who attended a few classes at the beginning of this semester, then disappeared without a trace, and finally skipped classes for more than a month after taking a few more classes,
If I hadn't become the envied and hated professional foreign language class representative, I probably wouldn't be remembered by anyone.
A mysterious exchange student named Fang Ran.
The only feeling of all those who knew him, including many teachers, was that,
This guy's family must be quite rich...
Seeing everyone in the classroom, including the teachers, staring at me, as if their faces were saying 'Oh my God, a rare creature has been refreshed' and 'So this person hasn't been expelled yet?'
Fangran was left expressionless and speechless.
No...I just haven't come to class for a month, so you don't look at me like that...
Faced with so many looks, Fang Ran, who was as shameless as a city wall corner, after the teacher said slightly unexpectedly, "Oh, this is the first time I've seen this classmate, okay, let's get out of class."
I also felt embarrassed and ran away.
And by the way, university teachers will not drag you down. Don’t worry, they are busier than you.
Teaching may be the least important part of their many jobs, so why would they spend time in class?
The glass is transparent and the floor tiles are clean. The light refracted by the two forms a fresh and bright corridor. Students from Peking University are all walking out of the classroom after class. The corridors are filled with people coming and going.
Walking in this scene with a particularly university atmosphere, listening to the conversations of people passing by, I took out the Nuojia and checked the classroom for my next class.
This behavior is no different from that of the people around him. Walking among the crowd, it seems that he is really like the class life of a Beijing University student.
It made Fangran feel some inexplicable sense of fulfillment.
It would be better if people passing by in the corridor didn't look at him twice.
Well, wearing a cane does look a bit conspicuous,
But what Fangran couldn't accept was that half of the people were looking at the broken silver dragon tooth in his hand...
Damn it! You bastard is stealing your master's limelight again!
I rolled my eyes speechlessly at this, thinking about whether I should just make it a little uglier, and Fangran slowly walked towards the classroom for the next class...
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University courses are divided into required courses and elective courses.
However, it can also be divided into public courses and professional courses according to their nature.
Generally speaking, the classrooms for public courses are in the public teaching area where students from any college come, while the professional courses are in the teaching buildings of each college.
So Fangran quickly found the next classroom.
Because the second class this morning is a big mountain pressing on the heads of the computer science students.
——"Principles of Computer Composition".
Still sitting in the corner of the last row by the window, Fangran listened carefully to the lectures of another teacher who had proved his strength through giving volume, and this time he was lucky.
Different from the previous lecture that started in the middle, this time it seems that the lecture has just started at the beginning of a new chapter.
Although Rang Fangran could not be said to listen thoroughly, he could at least keep up with what the teacher said by taking notes step by step.
It’s not like I didn’t even know what a lot of professional terms were like just now.
Looking at the composition of knowledge points on the big screen, watching the teacher teach bit by bit about the operating principles of the ‘computer’ that is a symbol of modern society,
Fangran suddenly remembered the technological equipment that transcended the times in the world of night battles, and what he saw when he followed Kerim down the glass elevator.
A futuristic scene where a huge white space is filled with sophisticated technology.
The sunlight outside the window slanted into the classroom, and the ballpoint pen rolled down from the illuminated textbook. Fangran was distracted for a moment while looking at the knowledge points he remembered in his notes.
If it is open to reality, will it become universal and become the future one day?
Thinking of that amazing scene, I also thought of the creator of that underground base, the old man with white hair and neat beard who always wore a researcher's white clothes.
When I think about the knowledge that I am trying to learn, for Schmidt, it is probably at the level of elementary school common sense. I don’t know why.
Fangran could always vividly simulate the voice of his mentor in his mind.
'Hmph, it's a waste of time, self-study of these basic principles is enough.'
Ah, no, no, no, I'm distracted, I'm distracted...
Realizing that he had slipped away, Fangran quickly returned his attention to the classroom. The tip of the pen was busy in his hand, recording the time he stayed here.
Every class in the university is composed of two sections, plus breaks.
When you devote yourself seriously, time often passes quickly. The break bell rings and you exhale softly. Fangran looks at the notes he has compiled and feels a sense of accomplishment.
Although he hasn't done this for a long time, his typesetting and handwriting are a bit rusty.
I watched the teacher in the classroom take out a cup of water to soothe his throat. Most of the students were chatting with their roommates who came to class with them. Some also took out their mobile phones and scrolled through something.
Fangran turned around and looked around, and then blinked when he saw a boy sitting near him, who was probably from another class and was also alone.
"Um, classmate, can I ask you a question?"
"ah?"
It seemed he didn't expect someone to talk to him. The boy wearing glasses, who looked unremarkable, was a little surprised, and then nodded and answered:
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"The memory that the teacher just talked about..."
"Ah, you said this."
After listening to Fangran pointing at the questions he didn't understand in his notes, the boy who seemed to be a poor talker suddenly began to talk and even drew a simple queue model with a pen.
That simple and clear explanation made Fangran immediately understand that he might have known this for a long time, so he sat in the last row.
At Peking University, you never know whether the person you pass by is an outstanding academic who won provincial competitions in high school.
For most people, being in a prestigious school often feels like a "crushing feeling."
There are always some people who will understand immediately after you ask a difficult question, and then tell you eloquently, "Oh, this question is a XX question, blablabla..."
"Oh oh oh, I understand, three grams of oil, three grams of oil."
After listening to the advice from the top student hidden in the last row, Fangran suddenly realized his thanks. The boy adjusted his glasses and waved politely:
"it's okay no problem."
"By the way, buddy, are you coming to class alone today?"
Instead of just sitting back down, Fangran continued the topic naturally, speaking smoothly and with a familiar and non-offensive tone,
How should I put it, his social skills when dealing with boys have always been good.
"Ah, I am the only one in the computer department in our dormitory. Those three guys take advantage of the fact that they are close to the outer courtyard and the business school. They show off to me every day about the girls they meet."
"Oh, why did I sign up for a computer in the first place?"
Looking at Fangran who suddenly became melancholy, Fangran sighed empathetically:
"Stop talking, I understand."
We have a common topic, computer science boys... no, maybe it should be said that it is the eternal pain of those who sit at the computer all day long. During the short break after class,
Fangran and the boy sitting next to him got closer together as they chatted happily and laughed.
In campus time, it is so simple to meet a friend,
Well, although you may have to wait until you leave here to realize how valuable this is.
The tip of the pen rustled on the notebook paper. As the bell rang, the teacher's words spread, and the sunshine outside reached its full brightness.
All classes this morning are over.
"Fangran, are you going to the cafeteria? If so, can we go together?"
Although it was just a short chat between classes, from the seriousness with which I listened to my explanations, the level of attentiveness during class, and the seemingly ordinary and easy-to-understand personality,
He judged that Fangran was the kind of person he could be friends with.
And when I heard that a new classmate I just met took the initiative to invite me to have dinner, I understood that this was proof that we had become friends, and that I could make more friends and classmates in Kyoto University.
This unfolding immediately made Fangran's eyes brighter.
"Okay."
Picking up the wand that had been turned into a crutch by the desk, Fangran and he followed the crowd towards the outside of the teaching building, chatting and laughing along the way in the corridor, and continued the topic between classes.
"By the way, which cafeteria should we go to? I just came here this semester, and I haven't been to the cafeteria much yet."
"How about we go to Seven Meals? It's a little far."
"Isn't there one close to our hospital?"
"Well... yes, there is, but we are in the Institute of Engineering here, and the dining environment and scenery in the cafeteria..."
"Stop talking, go to Qidian, let's go."
A consensus was quickly reached, and Fangran joked with him and walked toward the entrance of the courtyard building.
"So, Fangran, you haven't come to class before. Is there... an accident?"
"Ha, it's okay, I just had a little accident when Shiyi went out to play with an acquaintance..."
During the chat, she noticed Fangran's crutches. When she heard him ask this question, Fangran gave an understatement and simple answer. Then she suddenly noticed that the crowd at the door in front was a little strange.
They all lowered their voices and looked at something in amazement.
The boy who also noticed this and was a little strange didn't see it until he walked out of the building. It was an unusually tall figure.
She stood near the door, as if waiting for someone.
Her ankles are fair, and her high-heeled sandals with thin black straps have a delicate beauty. The most eye-catching thing is her height. She is taller than most boys. She has a slim figure, slender legs, and elegant attire.
What is even more rare is a face that is not inferior to this, with a beauty that is both light and gentle.
He was shocked in his heart to see such a beautiful woman for the first time in Beijing University. He finally understood why there were so many science dogs around him and couldn't help but take a second look.
I sighed that such a beautiful girl, and her well-off family looked at her clothes, was just out of reach for ordinary boys like them who could at best study well.
Then he looked at Fangran, and when he was about to greet him, he also took a peek, and then set off towards the cafeteria,
Suddenly, he noticed that Fangran looked stunned.
At the same time, the tall figure waiting at the entrance of the courtyard building looked in this direction, as if he had finally waited for something.
Then he looked dumbfounded as the other party trotted towards his direction,
The heels left a series of brisk sounds on the ground,
His eyes are bright, like summer flowers in full bloom.
