Taking Xie Tianyi back to the dormitory, this guy unzipped his bag like a rich man.
"Everyone who meets you has a share."
People in the dormitory gathered around, and someone said jokingly: "Come on, let me see, what good things did you bring to us?"
Xie Tianyi said unhappily: "Don't call me Xie Ala. It's wrong to give classmates nicknames casually."
"Yes, it's not right. Let me review it. Thank you, Allah, please divide the things."
Boxes of pastries from the Chenghuang Temple were distributed to everyone, and there were many things from Jianghua, as well as cans from Meilin and sandalwood soap from Fenghua.
"Xie Ala, why are there so many things in Jianghua?"
"Who told you not to pick me up? It's not like you don't know how much Jiang Hua took care of me last semester."
The person who asked the question was retorted with a bad temper. This was true. There was nothing to say about Jiang Hua's character. There were several people in the foreign language department who had not received his care. A few more gifts would be understandable.
Students are returning to school one after another, and the second semester has officially begun. After laying a solid foundation in the first semester, the pace will be accelerated in the second semester.
In the entire foreign language department, except for a few people who can cope with it more than enough, the rest are exhausted. The professors don't teach everything they have in class. It can be said that they just open their heads and pour it in.
A weak foundation coupled with fast teaching is also the reason why college students in recent years are criticized.
But there is no other way. They need to be educated to become talents, but there is only so much time, and part of it must be allocated to supporting agriculture, supporting work, and various activities. There is not much time left for them.
Zhong Shanyue was not at home recently and went to investigate. He took Jiang Hua's words to heart and implemented them into actions.
Zhong Yuemin has received a lot of letters recently, telling his father in detail about his army. Zhong Shanyue is a veteran after all, and he tells his son many things to pay attention to, which is very helpful for his improvement.
There is a new thing in Beijing recently, the subway is connected. This is definitely big news. In the past, if Zhong Yuemin was here, he would have to experience it as soon as possible.
Now that Zhong Yuemin is not here, Jiang Hua reluctantly experiences it for him.
In fact, the whole class wanted to experience it. They didn't know what the subway was, and they all speculated on how the subway operates.
It happened to be Sunday. Thirty people from the class went out together and arrived at Beijing Station. The ten cent fare made some students feel distressed.
For example, Zhang Dongfang couldn't stand the novelty of this thing, so he gritted his teeth, took out a dime, and walked down the stairs, getting cooler and cooler as he went.
Zhang Dongfang asked: "Is the subway underground?"
Xie Tianyi shook his head and said: "Subway, subway, underground railway!"
The students suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that the train is running underground. There is nothing new in that."
The students sat in the dim carriage, feeling the shaking of the carriage, lowering their heads and whispering to each other.
Zheng Weiqing said: "Jiang Hua, how did you know that you need a letter of introduction when taking the subway?"
Others didn't bother to talk to Zheng Weiqing, and Jiang Hua was embarrassed to brag. Only Liu Weidong was kind enough to explain to him.
"Jiang Hua's family lives in the compound, and his father is the leader. Naturally, he knows information that we don't know."
After hearing these words, Zheng Weiqing finally realized how powerful Jiang Hua was. He had seen this kind of compound when he was wandering around, and the guards at the door were intimidating to him. They were armed and on duty, so he couldn't even get in.
Zheng Weiqing was secretly glad that he did not fight against Jiang Hua. This boy was so powerful, and it would not be easy for him to deal with a small worker like him.
From Jingcheng Station, sit at the bottom and you will see the Princess Tomb. Everyone was puzzled when they came out.
"Where is Jianghua?"
"Princess Tomb."
Xie Tianyi asked a little unfavorably: "Why did you choose such a name?"
"The names were passed down from the Manchu and Qing dynasties. Two girls from Jiaqing are buried here."
Zheng Weiqing said: "The name should be changed. This name is not good and cannot express our characteristics."
"It has been used for hundreds of years. If you change your name, the people will not know where it is. Our organization ultimately benefits the people. Since the people recognize it, there is no need to bother."
Zheng Weiqing was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he did not dare to refute, so in the end he could only shut up and say nothing.
After leaving the platform, the students stared at each other. There is nothing interesting in Princess Tomb. Even if there is something interesting, the students are reluctant to spend money to play.
In the end, I had no choice but to turn back. Some students were reluctant to pay the ten cents for the ticket and decided to walk back. It was only about twenty miles anyway, and it was not enough to take the subway back with the letter of introduction.
Although it ends in an anticlimax, it's enough to boast about it. Let's talk about it this time: I've taken the subway, have you? If you haven't, then we can't talk together.
What Jiang Hua didn't expect was that after returning to school, he received a letter. It was not delivered by the post office, but was inserted into his book by a classmate.
A courtship letter full of clichés and mandarin was written by a girl from the same class, Huang Wenxiu. This girl is usually an active member. Different from Zheng Weiqing's activeness, she likes to hang out with outstanding classmates.
Jiang Hua was embarrassed when he read this letter. Even in his previous life, he had never experienced a love letter, not to mention that this letter didn't look so affectionate.
The next day, Jiang Hua was sitting in the library reading, and suddenly a person sat down opposite him. Jiang Hua didn't pay attention. This was a library, and people came and went. There was nothing surprising about him sitting across from him.
"Classmate Jiang Hua, have you read my letter?"
Jiang Hua then raised his head and saw that it was Huang Wenxiu. This girl looked about the same as Kui Yong's wife. She was not as delicate as Kui Yong's wife, but her skin was much fairer. Overall, she did not meet Jiang Hua's aesthetics.
"Classmate Jiang Hua, have you read my letter?"
Jiang Hua nodded subconsciously, but soon regretted it. Wouldn't it be better if he denied it directly.
"Then what do you think?"
Jiang Huaxin said: What do I think, Zhou Xiaobai, Qin Ling, and Jiang Biyun all look better than you, and I haven't hooked up with them, so how can I cheat on you.
Jiang Hua said: "Classmate Huang Wenxiu, we only have three years in school. Life is short. We have to use the limited time to study hard. Now is not the time to talk about this matter."
"You lied. Among the whole class, you are the one who learns the most easily."
Jiang Hua declined politely: "I can't delay your study!"
"If we become partners, you can tutor me in my studies so that we can make progress together."
Did this girl eat the weight?
"I usually have to help the whole class. I also tutor the students in our dormitory. To be honest, I have extra energy."
Huang Wenxiu, no matter how stupid he was, knew that he was rejected and hurriedly left the reading room with the book in his arms.
