What the old man praised was naturally the affection between teachers and students. But how did he know?

How can the relationship between Wang Honghua and Ye Yuze be as simple as that of teacher and student?

"By the way, grandparents. Are you from the capital?"

Ye Yuze finally asked the doubts in his heart.

The old man nodded. "Yes, a native of the capital. This time I came to see my son in northern Xinjiang. Unfortunately, he can never return to the capital!"

The old man's tone was very depressed, and the old nanny's tears had already burst into her eyes.

Ye Yuze did not ask again. There are too many similar stories in this era. Every generation has this overwhelming thing.

Ye Yuze didn't ask any more questions. No one wanted to tear open the scab to show others.

He closed the door and quietly stepped out. He stood at the door of the carriage and looked outside for a long time.

It's almost April. This desolation will soon be replaced by lushness, right? Time has four seasons, and life has its ups and downs.

But the world never changes because of anything.

"Yuze, what are you thinking about?"

Wang Sihai's voice woke up Ye Yuze who had been standing at the door of the carriage in a daze for who knows how long.

Ye Yuze rubbed his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't think about anything, I was just distracted."

It turned out that Wang Sihai saw that Ye Yuze had not come back. It was already past dinner time and he went to look for him in the couple's private room, but found that he was not there. So he found this place.

How could an old man like Ye Yuze not notice Ye Yuze's abnormal behavior?

"Are you okay? If anything happens, just talk. As long as Brother Wang can do it!"

Fatty Wang vowed to do so.

These words made Ye Yuze feel warm in his heart. This fat man has a really good character, and he has a very clear bottom line when it comes to interests. He is a good friend.

Naturally, there is no need to go to the dining car to eat. What Ye Yuze just bought is enough for two people.

The further south you go, the scenery outside the car window becomes more and more gorgeous. Not only are the trees lush, but all kinds of flowers are starting to bloom.

Finally, the train slowly entered the Beijing Station. The station was so big that Ye Yuze was overwhelmed.

But at least the old couple who were familiar with the terrain led the way, preventing Ye Yuze from finding the north.

Wang Sihai drove directly back to Jinling. Ye Yuze followed the old couple and took the bus directly to Peking University.

The old couple took Ye Yuze to the gate of Peking University before leaving.

Ye Yuze did not send them off because if he sent them off again, he would not be able to find his way.

To be honest, if the old couple hadn't sent him here and he had seen the sign at the door.

Even if I beat him to death, he wouldn’t believe that this is a university. This is obviously the Forbidden City!

The three-open red lacquer door is neatly inlaid with rows of copper nails. The entire door is a row of buildings, with two gatehouses on both sides of the door.

The front face is basically red, and only the long strip under the eaves is covered with carvings and paintings.

The roof is made of gray tiles with a steep slope. If it weren't for the four characters "Peking University" in gold letters on a blue background, even if people walked by here, they wouldn't think of it as a university.

At that time, the university had no security, only an information room. Visitors only needed to tell which person in which major they should go to? People in the information room generally would not stop them.

Ye Yuze entered the communication room and directly stated his intention. Before he could say Wang Honghua's name, he was waved to let him in.

Ye Yuze sighed, as expected, young people are discriminated against! I am a man too, okay!

Wang Honghua was hiding in the library and reading. The library was only reopened this year and had been closed for ten years. There were many banned books of that era.

Wang Honghua is like a fish that is about to be dried to death entering the sea. Apart from going to class every day, she spends the rest of the time running here.

Some of the books she had read before, while others she had only heard of.

The descriptions of human nature and the times in those books sometimes made her burst into tears or filled with righteous indignation.

She always feels that there is not enough time and often complains about why people still have to sleep every day?

The Department of Chinese Language and Literature at Peking University has enrolled a total of 138 people in Grade 77.

Among them, 49 are majoring in literature and 70 are majoring in journalism.

The most bizarre thing is the Classical Literature major, which has 14 boys and 5 girls. It is a veritable small major. This major is also very strange. It only admits students once every four years.

In fact, the reason why there are so many people majoring in journalism is that there has been an expansion of enrollment, otherwise there would be fewer people than majoring in literature!

This time, the Chinese Department may be the only school in the university that has an age limit. It means that students cannot be over thirty years old.

Because they were the first batch of students to resume the college entrance examination, and they were not admitted at the normal time, everything seemed messy and rushed.

Before them, there were still those workers, peasants and soldiers who went to college on recommendation. The teaching materials at that time were not suitable for them at all, so they had no teaching materials at all.

During the basic course, the entire Chinese department students were crowded into a large lecture hall.

And their textbooks were all written by teachers on wax paper, and then they were mimeographed, and the handwriting was illegible.

The newly restored academic atmosphere also made the teachers excited. They were also busy looking for various materials one by one. While making lecture notes, they also prepared teaching materials for their students.

As a result, students only know which class to take every day, but they have no idea what to study.

Because the textbook cannot be obtained until class time, and it is still a few pages of mimeographed paper.

More often than not, teachers don’t have time to get teaching materials. They just make their own lesson plans, write the questions on the blackboard, and teach students to copy them.

The students are also very excited, a new era is coming. And they are the first batch of college students, and it seems that the whole world belongs to them!

There are also several well-known writers among this group of students, and most people know them.

Therefore, from the moment they enter school, they are always surrounded by a group of people.

At that time, people worshiped the writer very much.

Not to mention what they wrote, even an article as big as a piece of tofu in the newspaper is enough to make people become religious.

Students often gather into small circles and discuss the country's past, present and future loudly and passionately, which is quite a bit like giving advice.

According to the current popular saying, it is floating.

But don’t blame them for being lazy. Many people in this class have become important people in the literary and journalistic circles!

And Wang Honghua is indeed a person who is out of place in this circle.

It has been more than a month since she enrolled in school, and many people still don’t know her.

She had no choice but to sit there quietly and listen to the lectures during class. After school, she went to the library and would not come out until closing time.

Ye Yuze found the Department of Literature according to the address. The girls' dormitory was Building 31.

But the dormitory aunt kept calling for a long time, but there was no one in Wang Honghua's dormitory.

The aunt looked up at her watch and told Ye Yuze.

"Go to the cafeteria and look for your sister. She should be there at this hour!"

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