Chapter 91 Eyes
Late at night.
Lin Yan was lying on the bed in the dormitory with a sweet smile on her lips.
She was still recalling the surprise Song Yuanchao's sudden appearance brought her today, and every detail of their reunion.
A feeling of happiness surged in her heart. Lin Yan spread out her clenched right hand. In the palm of her right hand was a small jade pendant. Although the jade pendant was not big, the material was very good. It was a rare mutton-fat white jade. This was specially given to her by Song Yuanchao today.
Holding it in her hand, she could feel its warmth, as if Song Yuanchao was by her side.
Thinking back to what Song Yuanchao said when he handed the jade pendant to her, Lin Yan's face turned slightly red, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy...
There are three days for freshmen to report, from August 24th to 26th. The official start of school is in early September, because freshmen have to undergo military training after reporting.
Universities in this era have a much greater sense of happiness than those in later generations. The fact that all miscellaneous fees are free is something that universities in later generations cannot compare to.
Apart from this, college students do not have to pay to eat in the cafeteria. The school distributes meal tickets to the student union according to the quota per person. Each person has a fixed amount of 45 kilograms of grain, with more fine grains and less coarse grains, and even meat every day.
In addition, students are given a fixed living allowance, generally ranging from ten to sixteen yuan per person, and the specific amount varies according to the student's family conditions.
In the end, there were seven people living in Song Yuanchao's dormitory (actually less than eight people), namely Song Yuanchao, Cheng Mengshan, Sun Yaoliang, Lu Hairong, Lu Jun, and Pan Xiangdong and Zhang Jian who arrived the next day.
Pan Xiangdong and Zhang Jian are both from Sichuan Province. By coincidence, they both arrived on the same train, in the same carriage, and even in the same row.
They met by chance on the train. When they found out that they were both freshmen admitted to Imperial University of Peking and were classmates in the same department, these two fellow villagers who had never known each other before immediately became good friends and came to report together.
Pan Xiangdong is 25 years old this year, slightly older than Song Yuanchao. He was also an educated youth, but like Zhang Yong, he went to the southwest.
Zhang Jian is 23 years old. Before he was admitted to university, he worked at the Sichuan No. 2 Machine Repair Factory and was a skilled mechanic.
Among the seven people, Cheng Mengshan is still the oldest in terms of age. Old Cheng is naturally the big brother of the group. Pan Xiangdong is second, Song Yuanchao is third, Sun Yaoliang is fourth, Zhang Jian is fifth, and Lu Jun, who is only a few days younger than Zhang Jian, has no choice but to be sixth. As for Lu Hairong, he is naturally the youngest brother.
We were all young people, people of this era are more simple, and we were classmates, so we quickly got to know each other and became friends after just a few words.
A few days later, with the start of military training, the freshmen were involved in a twelve-day military training process. For college students of this era, military training was not unfamiliar, because many people had experienced many military trainings when they were educated youth, working in units, or even in high school. There were even several students who were originally reserve militiamen. For them, such military training was a piece of cake.
Not to mention boys like Song Yuanchao, even new female students like Li Xiaoyun were not willing to lag behind during the military training and looked heroic.
The female students wore blue militia uniforms and belts, carried rifles, and marched forward in unison, their shouts shaking the sky.
What a dashing and heroic figure holding a five-foot spear, the dawn shines on the parade ground, the sons and daughters of China have great ambitions, they don't like red dresses but love weapons.
The twelve days of military training passed in a flash. After completing the training, all the freshmen looked a little darker and thinner than when they first reported, but their whole mental outlook was completely renewed. Everyone's spirit made people feel full of vitality.
During the military training, Song Yuanchao only met Lin Yan twice, and because of the management restrictions of the military training, the time was limited, so they could only talk to each other briefly.
But for both parties, this is already very satisfying. Being able to see their beloved one in the same school as themselves has made them extremely happy compared to being separated by huge distances before.
On the afternoon of the day when the military training ended, Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun came to find Song Yuanchao.
Song Yuanchao's classmates were already familiar with Lin Yan, whom they had met several times. Several single guys in the dormitory privately envied the relationship between Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan, and were also happy that the two lovers finally got married.
"Third brother, when are you going to talk to third sister-in-law? Let her introduce us to the girls in their dormitory for a party." Seeing Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun coming to see Song Yuanchao, the lively Sun Yaoliang joked with a smile, and Zhang Jian also joined in the fun: "That's right, fourth brother is right, but I think we should not only talk to third sister-in-law, but also to Xiaoyun. After all, we are classmates in the same department. The one who is close to the water will get the moon first. What do you think, second brother?"
"What the fourth brother said is very right! I agree!" Pan Xiangdong laughed happily. Lu Jun was not willing to be left out and tried his best to instigate them. The youngest Lu Hairong did not say anything but laughed secretly.
"Okay, okay, what nonsense are you talking about? If this gets out, it will easily lead to misunderstanding. Yuanchao, please go down quickly and don't keep Yan Zi and Xiao Yun waiting for too long." Big brother Cheng Mengshan hurriedly tried to smooth things over and at the same time gave a wink to Song Yuanchao, who smiled and nodded, then turned around and went downstairs.
As soon as she went downstairs, Li Xiaoyun jumped up to Song Yuanchao.
"Brother Yuanchao! No, from now on I have to call you classmate Song Yuanchao, hehe." Li Xiaoyun smiled happily. She used to be a little sister in front of Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi, but now she and Song Yuanchao are classmates. What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that she doesn't have to be shorter than them anymore?
In addition, she is now very familiar with Lin Yan, and the two have become close friends these days. This little girl, who originally liked to show off, now directly hit Song Yuanchao's "Flip Heaven Seal".
"Hehehe... Not bad, our sister Xiaoyun has been upgraded now? We are now on an equal footing?" Song Yuanchao glanced at Li Xiaoyun and said lightly with a forced smile. Seeing Song Yuanchao's look, Li Xiaoyun immediately showed a frightened gesture, and jumped back like a little rabbit and hid behind Lin Yan.
"Sister Yan Zi, look, classmate Song Yuanchao is actually mean to me." Li Xiaoyun put on a pitiful look and said to Lin Yan aggrievedly.
"You are so grown up, and you still care about Xiaoyun. Besides, she did nothing wrong. Xiaoyun is your classmate now. What's wrong with calling you classmate Song Yuanchao?" Lin Yan patted the back of Li Xiaoyun's hand who was holding her arm. After comforting her, she deliberately put on a stern face and said to Song Yuanchao, but as she spoke, she burst out laughing.
This smile was immediately ruined, causing Song Yuanchao to burst into laughter as well. He shook his head while laughing, and said helplessly to Li Xiaoyun: "Alright, stop pretending to be pitiful. Classmates are just classmates. Yan Zi is right. This is the fact. Besides, it is more appropriate to call them classmates in school."
This sentence made Li Xiaoyun very happy. The little girl thought to herself that since she and Song Yuanchao were classmates, she would no longer have to be inferior to him in the future. So, if she rounded it off, wouldn't she be on the same level as her brother Li Daqi?
When she thought of this result, Li Xiaoyun was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits, and she looked like a little fox that had stolen the old hen.
"This is for you." After laughing for a while, Lin Yan took out a few books from her schoolbag and handed them to Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao took them and understood Lin Yan's intentions as soon as he saw them.
These are the books and notes that Lin Yan left over from last year's classes. Since they are classmates in the same department and Lin Yan entered school a year and a half earlier than Song Yuanchao, these things can help Song Yuanchao study better.
"Thank you, it's thoughtful of you." Song Yuanchao was touched by Lin Yan's kindness. Although they were just a few ordinary books and notes, they represented Lin Yan's concern for Song Yuanchao.
Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao glanced at Li Xiaoyun who was standing beside him. Lin Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry about Xiaoyun. I have other arrangements."
Nodding and putting away his things, Song Yuanchao looked around. The dormitory was not a good place to talk, so he asked Lin Yan, "Why don't you go for a walk by the lake?" Lin Yan readily agreed, and the two walked side by side along the path toward the lake. Li Xiaoyun, who was behind them, saw that the two of them had just left without caring about her. She stomped her feet in anger, tilted her head, thought about it, and then secretly followed in that direction.
As Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan walked further and further away, a pair of eyes were watching from behind the window on the second floor of Building 37...
