Chapter 57 New students report

In his previous life, Zhou Muyan spent three years to become famous in the online literature circle. As a result, after he was reborn, he had already gathered a large number of fans. The main reason was that in this 2009, the online literature circle was really a famine era. The authors of this era all crossed the river by feeling the stones, and at most it was only 5,000 words a day. Zhou Muyan raised his hand for 20,000 words a day, and there was no bottom line. He must be sought after. Originally, this small website was always unknown in the original time and space, but because of Zhou Muyan's existence, he went directly to the second place on the entire network. Now the small website directly regarded Zhou Muyan as the God of Wealth.

So in this position, Zhou Muyan published his new book as soon as he finished his novel. In those years, the beginning was actually quite boring, and a total of 4,000 words were published, introducing the relationship between the protagonist Zhou Yuwen and the protagonist. It was not as pleasant as the Three Kingdoms. However, it was still just released and it was collected by more than 3,000 people, and the comments said that they could not wait. Did Su Qianqian and Qiao Linlin all accept it?

"Always support Lao Zhou!"

Zhou Muyan saw it at one o'clock in the morning after reading the comments. In the end, she couldn't stand it and went to bed and fell asleep. As a result, she was woken up by the noisy phone call the next morning. Zhou Muyan vaguely found her phone, but when she came up, she was scolded by her mother.

"You have gained skills, right? If you have the ability, don't come back! Just think that you don't have me as a mother! I will think that you don't have your son!"

Zhou Muyan laughed at this and coaxed her mother to say that this is not for convenience, so that she can save you any more trouble.

"Get out! I just pretend that I don't have your son!"

My mother tossed and turned and said this. Then Zhou Muyan smiled for a while. Then her mother sighed and said, "Be careful when you go there, don't worry about money. When you go out, you will be rich and have no money. If you don't have money, please ask your father for it. Don't be polite to him."

After my mother calmed down, Zhou Muyan no longer smiled. He talked to her seriously and said, "Mom, I'm leaving now, you're liberated, so be kind to yourself, go out with Xia Xiaoxiao's mother more, don't worry about money, ask your son if you want it, or ask my dad if you want it."

"Instead of asking him to give flowers to the little woman, otherwise we should give flowers to the mother and the other two."

After chatting for a few words, Zhou Muyan started to be out of tune again, and then was scolded by her mother. Zhou Muyan hung up the phone with a smile, and it was already past seven o'clock.

"Just kidding, a real lazy man~" Zhou Muyan said in an imitation of an accent and got out of the car with a smile.

At eight o'clock, the sun had already come out and the weather became hotter and hotter. Zhou Muyan looked at it not far from the school and told the master that he would walk over.

"Can you find it?"

The freshmen registered everywhere and simply held up a table under the sycamore tree and then set up a sign, for example: Class 1, Class of the 2009th Department of Architecture.

In addition, there are two worlds on and off campus. The sun is shining outside the school and the ears are noisy. As a result, as soon as I entered the school, my ears suddenly became much quieter. Although many students and parents have registered to enter the school, they obviously do not look like an off-campus vegetable market.

The closer you get to the school, the more people you have. You should know that it is only around 8 o'clock in the morning, and the entrance of the school is densely blocked. It was not until you entered the school that the situation improved a lot.

The air was fresh at 8 o'clock in the morning. The entrance of the small courtyard of Nanyang University was already crowded with people. It was far away. The taxi was stuck on the road. One private car after another in front was honking its whistle there, so that the one in front would be faster. The one in front said, if you have the ability, you should leave first!

Look at the license plates of these private cars, they come from all over the world, not only from within the province, but from outside the province to south to Guangdong and north to Xinjiang. In short, people from all over the country have them.

Originally, a junior sister with a red armband saw Zhou Muyan coming alone, so she stepped forward to ask if she was a freshman. As a result, Zhou Muyan smiled at her and turned around and left.

The young lady was confused, but seeing Zhou Muyan's familiar appearance didn't look like a freshman, she thought she would receive her different people.

As soon as I entered the door, what caught my eye was Wutong Avenue, which was much better than Zhou Muyan’s high school. Wutong Avenue here is called the real Wutong Avenue. The sycamore trees cover the sky and the sun is not seen at all. In the hot September, walking under the sycamore trees is extremely cool.

Zhou Muyan complained that my mother is really entering the age of the elderly now. She got up so early and she was completely sleepy. After thinking about it, she simply took a shower, changed into a clean white cotton T-shirt, and thought about registering at school first, so that she could sleep after she came back.

There are volunteers with red armbands nearby, posting maps one by one, or guiding students and parents to register for freshmen everywhere.

In the hot summer, whether it is the freshman who just came to report, or the senior sister with long hair and red armband, without exception, they all wore short skirts and shorts, and even the braver senior sister put their stockings on. The new student reported on this day, also known as a large fishing scene.

Walking on Wutong Avenue in Nanda University and following the signs written on both sides of the road, Zhou Muyan found the report of the freshman in his class. Although Zhou Muyan was not from Nanda University in his previous life, he had been famous for this first institution for a long time and must have come to play. Of course, there were also some emotional entanglements with the girls here, so Lu Zhou Muyan was familiar with and very familiar with him.

Zhou Muyan soon found the class registration place. Class 1 of the Construction Class was made up of two women, one big and one small, who were sorting out materials. The older one, who was about 40 years old, should be a senior teacher in the school and worked as a counselor in the class.

As for the younger one, he was in his twenties, wearing a yellow cartoon T-shirt, light blue denim shorts on his lower body, and his figure was pretty good. He should be a junior and senior student. He was sent to help the teacher with his miscellaneous work.

By 2009, the Internet had gradually become popular. The new rules developed by digitalization in various industries may not be familiar with older people, and young people can understand them at all.

Now the counselor is wearing glasses and listening carefully as the little girl explains the content of the form bit by bit.

Zhou Muyan stood at the table and listened to the young girl telling the middle-aged woman how to record the student files in the report. Zhou Muyan couldn't help but laugh, thinking that it was still too simple. If he gave it to himself, he would just pull a group and give him the dormitory keys and other things, and then asked them to fill it out before five o'clock, and told him to fill it out carefully, because if he didn't write it, he would lose the qualification to admit. A group of college students would be stupid and obediently filled in it?
Chapter completed!