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September should still be considered the height of summer, right?

The sun was blazing in the sky, the heat was irritating, and there was no trace of coolness in the air. Mo Xin stood in the sea of ​​people, looked up at the six gilt characters of Xijing University of the Arts, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, hearing the noise of people.

There was a sea of ​​people at the school gate, whether they were returning students who had just been promoted from freshman to sophomore year, or freshmen who came to report, or parents who were seeing them off, it was all crowded.

"The registration point for freshmen of the Performance Department is here! Freshmen of the Performance Department, please gather here!"

"Freshmen of the Broadcasting Department, please go to the Freshman Registration Point of the Broadcasting Department!"

"This is the registration point for new students in the Department of Directing and Directing. This is the registration point for new students in the Department of Directing and Directing!"

"This is the registration point for the Department of Foreign Languages..."

"This is the registration point for the Chinese Department..."

…

Mo Xin watched for half an hour, but the heat was unbearable. Zheng Yue drove him to the Art University and left, not saying he would stay to help or anything. It had been almost three months since he had been here.

Sorry, Zheng Yue's anger hasn't gone away yet.

Mo Xin took his notice and carried two bags. One bag contained his few luggage and a few changes of clothes. As for towels and the like, he planned to buy them after splitting his dormitory. One bag was for Zheng Yue.

It was handed to him when he left, and he didn't know what was inside.

"Hey, classmate, did the director sign up here?"

Mo Xin walked to an orientation point. There was a banner hanging on it with the words "Freshman of the Department of Directing and Directing" written on it. There were already more than ten people standing next to the table.

A gentle boy with glasses nodded: "Yes, this is the orientation point for the Department of Directing and Directing, but it is not the registration point. We are responsible for gathering the freshmen of the Department of Directing and Directing, and then taking them to the registration point to register. You can also register on your own.

Go in and sign up, there are road signs inside.”

Mo Xin nodded and said with a smile: "I understand, thank you, senior brother."

Mo Xin took two bags and stood in the waiting crowd. There were boys and girls, but there were only two girls, who looked ordinary, but there were seven or eight boys around him, making the two girls tremble. Mo Xin

He didn’t join in the fun and chat. After staying for more than ten minutes, the boy who had just answered Mo Xin’s question came over and said, “Juniors and junior students, let’s go. I will take you to the registration point and show you the way.

It’s not as big as Western University, but it’s not small either. You might get lost when you first arrive.”

One of the two girls asked with a smile: "Senior brother, were you lost before?"

The boy held up his glasses and said with a smile: "I'm sure I'll get lost, but I asked a senior to help me lead the way."

The girl asked again: "Did the senior sister finally become the senior brother's girlfriend?"

The boy pretended to cough twice and said seriously: "Not yet, we are working hard! If the junior girl wants to find a boyfriend, my senior brother can introduce you to me."

The girl said with a smile: "You don't mean senior brother yourself, do you?"

"Ahem, how could it be? Senior brother already has his heart set on something."

The girl showed a regretful expression: "It's over, it seems I have no hope."

A group of about twenty people walked and talked happily. Mo Xin followed behind and did not interrupt, silently looking at the school where he would live for four years.

There is a straight road with no end in sight, and lush osmanthus trees are planted on the roadside. It is September, and the flowers have not yet bloomed, but there is a faint fragrance of flowers. On one side of the road is a large football field with a

Students were playing football, and cheers came from the crowd of spectators from time to time. On the other side were several teaching buildings far apart.

The conversation from the front came from far away: "The three buildings on the left are Fraternity, Education, and Power. All sophomores and above in our department switch to this building for classes. The first-year teaching building is a little ahead."

"Are all the seniors taking classes here?"

"No. The University of Arts mainly recruits students from the acting department, and the most famous one is the acting department. As you know, Lin Yilin and Yang Yang all graduated from the University of Arts. The number of people who apply for the acting department is the largest every year. I remember our time

In one session, the number of people in the Performance Department reached more than 3,000, which was half of the total number of other departments. Therefore, the Performance Department also received the best treatment. Not only were the two newly built teaching buildings given to them, but even the dormitory conditions were

, and also the best in the acting department.”

"Hey, why is this like this!"

"Senior brother, are there the most beauties in the acting department?"

"Haha, did you enter the Art University just to see beautiful women?"

"Who says it's not the case? Senior brother, aren't you? Anyway, I'm here for the beauty."

"Ahem, me too. So fellow students, you have to hurry up. Don't even think about the seniors who are sophomores and above. The seniors themselves can't catch up, and it's not your turn to chase. The target is on

Freshmen or above. But don’t worry, fellow students, if the freshmen don’t want you, there are plenty of sophomores and juniors. Some are talented, some are handsome, and some are both.

I’m afraid you won’t be able to take it off.”

Everyone in the group will smile, even Mo Xin is no exception.

Mo Xin suddenly thought of Mo Momo. Did she also go to school here?

As the registration point approached, everyone gradually became quiet and queued up to register and pay in an orderly manner.

Tuition fees at the National Art University are very expensive. Zhang Xiaohui told Mo Xin that the tuition fee for one year is almost 20,000 yuan, and it is just tuition fees, without accommodation and food expenses.

Mo Xin worked in the supermarket for five months, and Zheng Yue paid him a salary of close to 25,000 yuan, plus the 10,000 yuan he earned from the college entrance examination (originally it was 20,000 yuan, but he spent 7,500 yuan on Japanese food last time.

I gave Zhang Xiaohui one thousand.), and now my total total income is just over thirty thousand. After paying the tuition and accommodation fees, and leaving enough for food, there is not much left.

So Mo Xin had already thought about it. After settling here, he would go out to find a part-time job. Zhang Xiaohui said that the most profitable and easiest way for college students is to be a tutor. It can cost dozens of yuan an hour. If you meet generous parents, you may

Give it one to two hundred and an hour.

Calculated this way, the money you can earn as a tutor in a month is much greater than working in a restaurant.

"Get your ID cards, bank cards, and admission notices ready. Don't go rummaging through your luggage when it's your turn." A middle-aged man who looked like a teacher was speaking with a big loudspeaker.

Mo Xin's ID card and bank card were always in his trouser pocket, and the notice was also in his hand.

Soon it was Mo Xin's turn. Mo Xin took out the notice and handed it to the staff who collected the money and registered, and then took out his ID card and held it in his hand.

The staff member who registered the information opened Mo Xin's admission notice, looked at Mo Xin while reading it, suddenly stood up, walked to another staff member, took out Mo Xin's admission notice and showed it to her.

Mo Xin was surprised that the student in front of him had flipped through the notice and checked the ID card information. The next process was to charge, issue dormitory keys, and then leave. Why was it his turn and he still had to hold his own?

Did you find someone else to get your admission letter?

The male staff member whispered in the female staff member's ear: "Xiao Wang, look at this notice. Is there anything wrong with it?"

The woman named Xiao Wang took it over, looked at it, frowned, and muttered: "Strange, why are there no departments?"

It turns out that Mo Xin’s admission notice did not specify which department he was a student in, which aroused the suspicion of the staff. The format of the general admission notice is: Student of so-and-so, congratulations on your admission to such-and-such department of our school.

Admitted. But Mo Xin’s admission notice said: Student Mo Xin, congratulations on being admitted to our school...

Mo Xin didn't know this, so he didn't notice it.

"It can't be forged, right?" Xiao Wang glanced at Mo Xin quietly.

The male staff member said: "I have never heard of anyone using a fake admission notice to report, and it has an official seal stamped on it. Hey, it's strange, why is there the principal's signature?"

Xiao Wang took a look and saw that it was indeed the principal's signature.

This was the first time such a thing happened. The two of them were a little unsure, but the woman was still delicate: "Brother Ang, please help me handle this classmate's case. I'll call the school office to ask about the situation."

"Okay. That's all."

Xiao Wang walked up to Mo Xin and said with a smile: "Classmate, please wait a moment, I will make a call."

Mo Xin asked strangely: "What happened? Why is it my turn to sign up, and you still have to call me to find out whether it is true or false?"

"Classmate, it's not like this." Xiao Wang took his notice and took out another student's admission notice, pointing to the differences on it, and said: "Look, other students are in the Department of Directing and Directing, but here you are

It’s Xijing University of the Arts. So I called and asked what the situation was.”

Mo Xin frowned: "So you suspect that my admission notice is a forgery?"

Xiao Wang shook his head and said: "Your admission notice must be true, I can tell you this for sure. It's just that this is the first time I've seen your admission notice, so I called to ask and see what's in it."

There is no misunderstanding."

Mo Xin nodded and said, "Okay then, you go ahead and fight."

Xiao Wang used the office phone to press the school office phone number. Mo Xin was a little far away from her and couldn't hear clearly what she was talking about. He just watched her occasionally look at him and then nod.

Within two minutes, the call was finished. Xiao Wang came over and said with a smile: "Okay, classmate Mo Xin. Come with me." After that, he said hello to the male staff and walked out of the registration point.

Mo Xin said "Oh" and followed him. He didn't notice that the other freshmen in the same office looked at him strangely.

Of course he didn't know that one afternoon, someone posted a fake admission notice on the campus website. Mo Xin became a celebrity on the first day of school because the person who posted the post also included Mo Xin's name.

Photos of Xiao Wang going out.

Mo Xin didn't know where she wanted to take him, she didn't tell him, and he didn't ask, but Xiao Wang occasionally looked back at Mo Xin and gave him a kind smile.

I left the registration point and walked on campus for more than ten minutes under the scorching sun. I came to a three-story building, went up to the second floor, and stopped at an office at the back.

Mo Xin noticed that the nameplate on the door of the office said: Principal's Office. A few words.