Song Yingwan here found the registration place for the Chinese Department without much effort. Yes, the major she applied for was the Chinese Department. This time she relied entirely on her inner thoughts, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and finally chose got this major.
For her, it was a great regret that she could not persist in her hobby of writing. This regret was buried deep in her heart. She thought that time would wear away everything. When she picked up the pen again to express her feelings and thoughts, she Only then did he realize that he still liked this feeling, and was more satisfied than ever before.
When she was applying for the college entrance examination in her previous life, she only had one idea: which major to make money and which major to make money, and which major to make money quickly. She really needed this so much at that time that she cut off all her options without any hesitation. net.
Even after I got to work, I worked overtime all day long and became so busy that I had no time to think about these impractical things.
So this time she cherished her hard-won opportunity and did not leave any regrets to herself. In the future, she just wanted to enjoy life and do things she liked.
The choice of Xie Ci was economics. The two of them made their own decisions without anyone interfering.
Zhang Ru and Song's father were ambitious. They felt that no matter what major they chose after attending Beijing University, they would always have a good job in the future. Grandma Xie and Grandpa Xie think that it is good for the children to be happy. The Xie family already has Xie Zetianding, and he is getting better and better now, so they are relieved and do not have so many requirements for their thanks.
Song Yingwan once asked Xie Ci why he chose this major. He said that he had given Ma Xiangyang several ideas in the black market before and found them interesting, so he chose this.
Song Yingwan successfully signed up, received the dormitory key and various materials, and then went to the dormitory.
The dormitory she was assigned to was on the second floor, and the location was just right. Climbing the stairs every day was a hard job. Although the strength was useless, it was not a burden.
The two quilts looked large in size, but they actually didn't weigh much. Song Yingwan carried them up with one hand. When he walked to the door of the dormitory, he heard voices inside. Someone must have arrived.
She knocked on the door twice first, then pushed it open and went in. There were Western people inside, two of them parents.
Song Yingwan nodded at them and walked in. There were six beds in a dormitory, three of which were already occupied. The school only allocated dormitories and did not specify which beds, so the principle is to arrive early and get there early. .
However, she thought that she would not stay there often, so she chose a top bunk near the door. Because this location was very close to the door, outside sounds could easily come in. In winter, the door opened and closed, and it was very noisy. Generally, No one would want to live here.
One of the girls in the dormitory looked at this new roommate, who was delicate and frail, but chose such a position. She couldn't help but frowned, but still didn't say anything, and then lowered her head to read.
After choosing the bed, she got busy. First she found a rag and carefully wiped away the dust on the bed. Then she soaked the rag in water, squeezed out the water, and wiped the bed again.
This time it should be almost done. After a few minutes of drying, she started to put the bedding she brought over on the bed. It was comfortable to look at it neatly.
The student's parent said, "This kid is really careful at work. He is a meticulous person at first glance."
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "Thank you, auntie, for the compliment."
The aunt was usually a chatty person. When she saw Song Yingwan talking to her tenderly, she quickly responded, "This is my Miaomiao. She is silent all day long, so I don't worry about her today." Come here and get everything done, then her dad and I can go back safely."
Miaomiao was standing aside, her cheeks reddened when she heard these words, her two shiny black braids hanging in front, her face slightly rounded, and she retorted in a low voice, "I clearly said I can do it, but you insist on coming here."
"I'm not worried about you. I'm afraid that you'll be stupid enough to find a place again."
Miaomiao frowned and turned redder, "I'm not stupid..."
In fact, the aunt just said that her child was admitted to Beijing University. If she is really stupid, can she get in?!
Song Yingwan chuckled, "Auntie and Miaomiao have a really good relationship."
The aunt became even happier after hearing this, "That's not true. I have always regarded my daughter as my eyeball since I was a child." She sighed, "So I can't let go now."
The voice was very soft, but several people present heard it. Miaomiao was stunned and moved her lips not knowing what to say.
The next second, the aunt herself said cheerfully, "We have been chatting for so long, but I still don't know what the girl's name is."
"My name is Song Yingwan."
"Hey, Ying Wan, that's a nice name."
She then turned to look at the little girl sitting inside who had not said a word, and said loudly, "My child, what is your name? Come over and get to know each other. We will all live in the same house from now on, but Get along well."
After a few moments of silence, Luo Wenjuan realized that he was talking to her, and said quickly, "My name is Luo Wenjuan, and I come from Nancheng."
The aunt sighed, "Nancheng is far away from us. He must have come here yesterday. The child suffered."
Luo Wenjuan curled her lips and said, "It's okay."
At this time Miaomiao also said, "Hello, my name is Miaomiao."
Song Yingwan said softly, "Hello." Luo Wenjuan nodded.
The aunt smiled and said, "That's right. You are almost the same age, so it's easiest to get along with you."
After chatting for a few more words, Miaomiao's parents took her out to buy things and have lunch by the way.
Song Yingwan glanced at the time and felt that the words of thanks should have been packed away. She was afraid that he would be anxious while waiting, so she hurriedly said, "Well, I have something to do and I have to go down first. You..."
Luo Wenjuan responded clearly, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, I know where the canteen is, I can just go there by myself later."
Song Yingwan said, "Okay, then I'll leave first."
In fact, he had packed up his thanks a long time ago and had forgotten to agree on where to meet again. At this time, he didn't know where to go to find Song Yingwan, so he had to wait in a separate place between the two of them.
After waiting for a long time, no one came. He was a little worried that something had happened to her, but he was also afraid that after he left, if Song Yingwan came over at this time, the two people would be missed again.
Just when he couldn't wait any longer, luckily Song Yingwan rushed over.
She was panting, with an apology on her face, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
"The parents of my roommate were there just now and we chatted for a while, and then I lost track of time..."
As she said this, she felt a little guilty. Looking at her words of thanks, he must have been waiting for a long time.
At this time, Xie Ci felt relieved and had no other thoughts. He said warmly, "Then don't forget me next time."
