I sleep on the second floor. There is a desk on the first floor, a space above for books, and a cabinet in the lower left corner.

Yang Lingyue was packing her things while chatting with two classmates.

Wang Zizhao, who sleeps opposite Yang Lingyue, is a native of Kyoto, born in 1988. He has a lively personality. Through his initial impression and current conversation, he is quite a bit awkward.

Liu Dingye, whose bed is next to Wang Zizhao's, is not Hu Jianren, but an international student from Malaysia. His ancestral home is Hu Jianquanzhou. His grandfather went to Malaysia in his generation. He was born in 1986. He looks very honest and doesn't talk much, but he looks... With clothes and watches, his family should be in good condition.

According to Wang Zizhao, there is another person named Cai Chuyuan, who is also a native of Kyoto. However, Wang Zizhao is from Haidian, while Cai Chuyuan is from Chaoyang. They went to Beijing Normal University across the street to find a girlfriend.

Yang Lingyue looked at the empty bed and said, "Okay, you guys stay here while I go out to buy something."

"Do you know where to buy it? Forget it, I'll go with you." Wang Zizhao said and jumped off the bed.

Liu Dingye said honestly: "I'm going too, to help you get your things."

"Walk."

Yang Lingyue did not refuse the roommate he had been with for a long time. After all, accepting help from others many times was also a kind of kindness.

Yang Lingyue doesn't have much cash, but fortunately there are several ATM machines in the school.

From the dormitory to the north gate of the school, it takes just one cigarette. This is not a metaphor, it is a fact.

Wang Zizhao lit his cigarette downstairs in the dormitory, and just finished it when he arrived at the north gate, which makes people suspect that the designer at the time finished the work while smoking.

Wang Zizhao talked about all kinds of school gossip along the way: "Nortel's land was quite big before, but later it was sold to China Film Group for more than half of it."

Including but not limited to several professors in the photography department, there are male professors who keep female students, and there are female professors who keep male students.

When I arrived at the north gate, I saw several luxury cars parked on the roadside. Among them, a good-looking female student who was almost on the same road as the three of them got into a white BMW.

Wang Zizhao made rude remarks angrily. "What a bastard."

Yang Lingyue smiled and said: "Twenty-year-old boys are poor, while twenty-year-old girls are in their prime."

"Awesome, summed up well." Liu Dingye gave Yang Lingyue a thumbs up.

Wang Zizhao rolled his eyes and said: "It's okay, the poverty is not your fault. Who brings two laptops and cameras to school? And you, Liu, really don't think I know you are wearing something on your wrist. What kind of watch is it?”

Wang Zizhao said from his own experience that directing students are often very observant and knowledgeable.

Wang Zizhao sighed and continued: "However, the directing and photography departments are expensive, and ordinary families can't afford them. In the future, we will have to spend our own money to complete the short film homework, renting equipment and hiring actors."

Liu Dingye asked: "The school equipment rental is not high, right?"

"Compared to those outside school, it is indeed not high, but I can't bear to have to shoot every month or even every week." Wang Zizhao is quite aware of his future studies.

However, this topic was not continued because the supermarket arrived.

There was a four-piece bed set, a lot of toiletries, etc. Anyway, when the three of them left the supermarket, their hands were empty.

After tidying up the dormitory and applying for various cards, it was already past 5 p.m.

Wang Zizhao shouted for Yang Lingyue to treat him.

Yang Ling became more and more happy about this boy: "No problem, there is another classmate, let's have a midnight snack together."

Liu Dingye added: "Yes, I have to go to the classroom for a class meeting at 7 o'clock anyway, let's get together then."

Wang Zizhao is incompetent.

Then Yang Lingyue called the school's small supermarket and asked for some cold drinks and ice cream, which could be delivered to his door for more than 10 yuan. He couldn't help but lament that in today's era, future generations have to pay more for running errands, and of course the prices are not the same.

The next time was spent playing with their own computers. The reason why Yang Lingyue brought two computers was that one of them was of course profitable. Nowadays, Dell's top-end computer has no software installed except for scripts and website operation.

Of course, during this period, the three of them started chatting all over the place, always talking about various topics.

Unlike when people reach middle age, talking about children when friends get together takes up a lot of content.

At 6:30, Cai Chuyuan entered the dormitory, carrying a bag and placing it on the common table.

"Brothers, whatever you want."

Wang Zizhao asked: "Boss Yuan, what did you bring?"

Cai Chuyuan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, said to Yang Lingyue: "My girlfriend bought the fruit for everyone, haha. Hello, Cai Chuyuan, just call me Yuanzi."

When the dormitory staff gathered together, Yang Lingyue also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his appearance, speech and behavior were all relatively easy to get in touch with, so there would be less trouble.

After greetings, Liu Dingye suggested: "It's almost time, go to the classroom?"

Wang Zizhao said: "Don't worry, I'll be at a bigger school and I'll be there in two or three minutes."

Cai Chuyuan looked in the mirror and said, "Let's go, monkey. When I came back, I saw the one next door leaving."

Yang Lingyue closed the computer: "Let's go, it's not good to be late the first day."

The four of them immediately set off and met another acquaintance, Du Xiaoyu, and several of her roommates downstairs.

Apparently Du Xiaoyu still remembered the unpleasantness of the art exam. She was joking and laughing when she saw Yang Lingyue and rolled her eyes.

We all took the art exam together, so we have actually met each other several times. If we no longer meet each other, we will not have any impression, but now they all feel like meeting acquaintances, except for the international student Liu Dingye.

After all, they had just graduated from high school, and at the age of 18 or 19, men and women were still reserved when they first met.

On the way upstairs to the classroom, Yang Lingyue clearly felt that these girls were pointing at him and whispering.

"Among the girls in our class, it seems that only Du Xiaoyu is pretty."

Similarly, Cai Chuyuan was also whispering.

Wang Zizhao gave his own evaluation: "The nose is up to the sky, and it's not easy to get along with."

Yang Lingyue and Liu Dingye did not participate in the discussion.

At this time, there were 4 groups of people sitting in the dormitory, and there was one person who nodded to everyone he met, 17 people.

Yang Lin, the head teacher, entered the classroom on time, walked up to the podium, and said with a smile:

"Hello everyone, although I have met every classmate, I still introduce myself."

Then he wrote his name on the blackboard.

"We will be together for the next four years. If there are difficulties in study and life, try to solve them by yourself, because you are learning how to be a director."

Playing cards without routine at all. . . .

Next, we took turns to introduce ourselves according to our seats, and those who wanted to be class monitors could say so, and then vote.

Yang Lingyue was particularly impressed by the names of the female student Gao Le and the male student Ma Shang.

Yes, the names were Gao Le and Ma Shang.

There was also a Japanese student named Maeda Yoshitaka who bowed very well.

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