The Character I Loved Is Gone

At the University of Melbourne, many professional courses have abandoned paper books.

On the one hand, because of the advancement of technology, students and teachers no longer need to carry paper books. Relying on convenient and fast quantum information, classes can be taught anytime and anywhere.

On the other hand, compared to quantum books, paper books will be strongly opposed by some non-governmental organizations (NGOs). These organizations believe that the use of paper books will consume a large amount of wood resources and lead to global environmental warming. .

For these University of Melbourne students who are very likely to study overseas in the future, the evaluation of some non-governmental organizations is likely to make their study dreams come to nothing.

However, lecturers and professors majoring in Chinese language still insist on using paper books for teaching.

And the reason they gave is very simple: if you don’t have the courage to lift the weight of books, how can you understand the responsibility on your shoulders.

Sky Garden——

"It's amazing to distribute textbooks in such a beautiful place. Maybe Chinese language is also a good major."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zuochuan saw an old man.

He is wearing a long robe and treats people warmly. Just looking at him from a distance makes him feel like a spring breeze.

"Here, this is yours. Isn't it a bit difficult for you, a little girl, to hold so many books?"

"It's okay, Teacher Mei, I can do it."

A girl with waist-length black wavy hair took the book from Teacher Mei with some difficulty.

"This can't work. It's obvious that you can't hold him. That boy, yes, come on."

Teacher Mei stopped Huang Zuochuan.

"Young man, help this girl carry the book to her villa. She is not strong enough, so help her."

"No problem, I'll come back later and get my own."

"Oh? Are you also a freshman in Chinese language this year? That's great. We haven't had boys in the Chinese language major for a long time."

Huang Zuochuan took the book from the girl's hand and hugged it effortlessly.

Teacher Mei happily patted Huang Zuochuan on the shoulder.

"Okay, young man, he's quite strong. What's your name?"

"My name is Huang Zuochuan, and I just came to school."

"Yeah, not bad. I can hear that your voice is full of Dantian energy, and you are a good candidate. Tang Ge, after classmate Huang has finished helping you, don't forget to ask him to drink water."

"I understand, Teacher Mei."

Huang Zuochuan held the book and followed the girl named Tang Ge to the villa area.

Looking at these large wooden villas lined up in rows, Huang Zuochuan once again felt the differences in the world.

In front of a white villa, Tang Ge made Huang Zuochuan stop.

"That's it."

"Huh? Is this where you live?"

"No, I just don't want guys like you to follow me anymore."

Tang Ge's eyes had long lost the innocence he had when he faced Teacher Mei just now.

Her eyes were filled with endless disgust.

"Really, why does the Chinese language have a guy like you? It's really unlucky. If my sister sees me in contact with a low-class person like you, it makes me sick just thinking about it."

Tang Ge crossed his arms, his face full of displeasure.

Huang Zuochuan lowered his head and gently placed the pile of books on the ground.

"Inferior people? It turns out that what Director Li and Teacher Chen said are true." Sagawa thought to himself.

He pressed the brim of his hat and said to Tang Ge:

"Since Mr. Tang insists on this, I can't say anything more. I'll see you later."

Huang Zuochuan turned around and left here. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

He had no right to refute, because the more fiercely he resisted, the more painful the beating he would suffer.

His strength is still too weak and he is not qualified to say "no" to these rich children.

Keeping your tail between your legs and being a human being, this is the only thing Huang Zuochuan can do.

He didn't want his mother to worry, and he didn't want those troubles to come to him.

"Just lower your head and that's it, haha."

On the way back, Huang Zuochuan smiled helplessly.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his shoulders. Sagawa looked to the west and thought of the sun in the mountains.

When he reached the entrance of the hanging garden, Teacher Mei was already waiting for him.

"You didn't drink water. Did you get looked down upon, young man?"

Huang Zuochuan was a little aggrieved, but he still forced a smile.

"No way, I met Tang Ge's friends on the way, and they helped her move the books away, so I came back early."

Teacher Mei looked at Huang Zuochuan, smiled, and put a bundle of wrapped books in his hand.

"Child, do you know? There is only one kind of heroism in the world, and that is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life."

"This is a quote from Romain Rolland, I read it as a teacher."

Teacher Mei touched Sagawa's head and continued:

"We look up at the stars for the dreams in our hearts, and we look down at the earth to keep our feet on the ground. You are a kind child, but you have to remember that your tolerance can allow you to survive, but violence can give you a Steinway piano."

"Where does this come from, teacher?"

Teacher Mei laughed.

"Hahaha, this is what I said myself. Go watch "Green Book" when you have time. It is a good movie, but I don't know if it can still be found online. After all, it is a product of the last century. ”

While the two were talking, a girl with short hair, glasses, and a sailor uniform ran over.

"Mei, Mei, Teacher Mei, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Teacher Mei's face looked a little unhappy, but looking at her dress, Teacher Mei could only sigh helplessly.

"You kid, forget it, I'm not qualified to criticize you. This pile belongs to you. Just move it away yourself."

After that, Teacher Mei walked away.

Huang Zuochuan looked at the plump girl in front of him and couldn't help swallowing, thinking:

"Although I heard that the physical development of people in big cities is much better than that of us in the mountains, she is a little too plump."

The girl also noticed Huang Zuochuan's gaze, but she was not angry. Instead, she asked him with a smile:

"How about it, I have a pretty good figure."

"Uh, yes..."

Huang Zuochuan's face turned red and he turned his head in embarrassment.

"Let's go. Judging from your appearance, we should live in the same dormitory. After all, people like us only deserve to live there."

Without saying a word, the girl picked up the pile of books and walked to the dormitory.

Huang Zuochuan followed the girl and took the opportunity to observe the girl's limbs.

The lines are clear and beautiful.

Although the muscles on this girl's limbs are much stronger than those of ordinary women, Huang Zuochuan always feels a little strange. After all, he majored in physical education in middle school. It is obvious that the muscle lines of the girl in front of him are not formed through ordinary exercise. of.

"Strange, so strange, the people in this big city are really interesting."