Although he only reported at 9 o'clock, Dong Qiangqiang arrived outside the preparatory department early in the morning. Most of the parking lot outside the teaching building was empty, and he parked his car steadily in a corner of the parking lot.
He thought that there would be a crowded and lively scene outside the preparatory school, similar to what is common at the beginning of domestic universities: flowers are blooming at the entrance of the building, banners such as "Welcome Freshmen" are hung above the main entrance, and preparatory school staff or volunteers are Walking around inside and outside the building, distributing materials or answering questions for new students from time to time.
But none of the scenes he imagined when school started appeared. There were no decorations outside the preparatory building, and there were no staff welcoming new students. The quiet and peaceful scene once made Dong Qiangqiang suspect that he had remembered the wrong time for the start of school.
Sitting in the car, he couldn't help but recall the scene at the beginning of the last school year. At that time, he and Chen Yu were still boyfriend and girlfriend. Everything seemed to be just yesterday, but the reality has long since changed.
Ten minutes to nine o'clock, young students in twos and threes began to appear outside the preparatory school. They looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and their smiling faces were filled with happiness that their dreams were about to come true.
Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt envious. He didn't know whether he envied his youth or his carefreeness.
He jumped out of the car and walked along the green brick corridor into the preparatory teaching building. Although there were obviously more people in the building than outside, there seemed to be some kind of muffler installed inside the building, so no noise could be heard. Voice.
Following the English-German bilingual guidance on the roll-up banner in the corridor, Dong Qiangqiang easily found the classroom of the Department of Economics. When he walked into the classroom, he was surprised to find several Chinese students already sitting in the class, whispering in low voices.
He recognized at a glance that the person speaking was Qu Shan, and Qu Shan turned to look at the door. Their eyes met. Both of them nodded politely, but did not say hello to each other.
The classroom is about 100 square meters, which is considered a small classroom. After setting up the tables and chairs, there is not much free space. Because Dong Qiangqiang was tall, sitting in the front row would easily block the view of those behind him, so he walked to the back row very wisely.
A dark-skinned boy who looked like he was of Turkish origin was sitting on a chair outside in the corner. Dong Qiangqiang conveniently placed his bag on the chair opposite him.
Unexpectedly, before he could sit down, the Turkish boy muttered to him quickly: "There is someone here."
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that the other party was talking to him. He thought the other party was talking to himself. When he sat down, he took out today's Financial Times from his bag and was about to read through some important financial news that he had not finished reading in the morning. , the Turkish boy had already stood in front of him, stared down at his face fiercely, and said fiercely: "I just said that this position is already occupied."
As the other party approached him, Dong Qiangqiang felt a body odor coming to his nose. He thought that such a thing as domination only happened in China, but he didn't expect that this kind of custom would also exist in foreign countries.
"But there is no one and nothing here." Dong Qiangqiang explained patiently.
"I told you it was there." The Turkish boy pointed to the chair in front of him impatiently, "You go over there."
Seeing that there was no room for negotiation in the other party's words, Dong Qiangqiang secretly thought that from now on we will all be classmates, we will meet each other without looking up, and we can't make trouble with others on the first day of school.
Thinking of this, he nodded and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't know just now."
The Turkish boy was very satisfied with Dong Qiangqiang's attitude of admitting his mistake and waved his hand: "Then change it quickly."
Dong Qiangqiang agreed, lowering his head and continuing to read the newspaper.
The Turkish boy sat down and stayed for a while. Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang had no intention of moving, he realized that he had been deceived. Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard a loud mezzo-soprano voice coming from the front: "Hello everyone."
The native man could only glare at Dong Qiangqiang fiercely, as if to say: You were waiting.
Dong Qiangqiang still looked at Tu Nan with a smile until Tu Nan turned his head.
"Hello everyone, from today on, you are a member of the preparatory course at the Department of Economics at the University of Hannover. Welcome. I am your teacher of German classes, Merkle. In addition to German, you will also study during the one-year preparatory course. English, mathematics, German politics, and basic knowledge of political economics and business management.”
Dong Qiangqiang quickly opened his notebook and quickly entered the teacher's words on the keyboard.
The native man was irritated by Dong Qiangqiang's crisp typing on the keyboard, and cursed in a low voice: "Are you a fool? Do you still need to remember this? You typed so loudly that I couldn't hear what she was saying."
Dong Qiangqiang ignored his provocation and listened to the teacher's words with concentration.
"Classes will officially start at 8 a.m. next Monday, with full-day classes on Mondays, Sundays, and Fridays, and half-day classes on Tuesday and Thursday. You can download the class schedule for last semester from the official website of the preparatory department of the Department of Economics." Merkle paused, "Every subject has classes. The teaching materials are divided into two parts, one is lecture notes and the other is in-class exercises. The lecture notes are also downloaded from the official website of the preparatory course of the Department of Economics, and the exercises will be distributed in class."
While she was speaking, a Turkish girl suddenly ran in hastily from the door, nodded to the teacher sheepishly, and then hurriedly walked towards the Turkish boy.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that there was actually a Turkish girl, so he could only smile awkwardly at her.
The girl was slightly surprised when she saw Dong Qiangqiang sitting there, and immediately sat on the chair on the other side.
The native man glared at Dong Qiangqiang again angrily, but Dong Qiangqiang could only pretend not to see it.
"According to the regulations of the Lower Saxony Ministry of Education, the preparatory course of the Hannover Department of Economics is divided into upper and lower semesters. There are no tuition and miscellaneous fees during the study period. Each semester only has a registration fee. Students who pay the registration fee on time can get a student ID card. With the student ID card, you can take the entire trip for free. All buses in Lower Saxony, as well as all slow RE and RB trains in the state. Next, I will issue everyone's student ID card, please keep it properly, it is equivalent to your bus pass."
What surprised Dong Qiangqiang was that the so-called student ID card was actually just a piece of red paper with his name and passport number printed in black and white, an inconspicuous piece of thin paper as big as a palm.
When all the students got their student ID cards from her, Merkle clapped her hands and smiled and said, "I've finished what I want to say. Now is the question and answer time. If you have any questions, you can raise your hands."
"Are you our class teacher?" Qu Shan asked first.
"No, we don't have the position of head teacher." Merkel explained, "And not only the preparatory courses of the Department of Economics, but also the preparatory courses of other departments of engineering and technology, preparatory courses of medicine, preparatory courses of humanities and social sciences, etc. do not have head teachers."
"Then who will manage us in normal times?" an Eastern European-looking girl asked timidly, "or who should we go to if we have problems?"
"If students have any learning difficulties or problems, they can communicate with the teacher of that subject in time. If the teacher cannot solve it, the student can directly report it to the person in charge of the preparatory teaching office. The contact information of the person in charge is on the left hand wall of the main entrance. You can see her by making an appointment on the bulletin board. In addition, this is a preparatory course, not a middle school, so you should start learning self-management. When you graduate from the preparatory course, there will be no class teacher in the university."
There was silence in the classroom for a while. The absence of a class teacher was a surprise to all the students in the class.
Dong Qiangqiang raised his hand, and Merkel nodded with a smile, indicating that he could speak.
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