Lemony is a little cute

Chapter 402 I'm Not Illiterate

"Master Xiu, how can I study here? Can I?"

Xiu Jie said faintly: "It's okay to cover the quilt and dream for a while!"

Hong Kong University, one of China's top ten famous universities, don't even think about getting in if the score of the college entrance examination is not above 650.Of course, if your father is the director of the Education Bureau, it is still possible to hear about the special recruitment, provided that you have special skills and super skills.

As for Jian Ningmeng's score of 22 in mathematics, I'm afraid I can't even dream of it.

Jian Ningmeng curled her lips and said, "It's fine not to read!"

"How terrible is illiteracy? At the age of 15, you don't want to make progress!"

"I'm not illiterate!"

"I don't study at the age of 15, and I don't even have a primary school diploma. What is it if I am not illiterate?"

you!Jian Ning pouted her mouth angrily and said, "It's not speculative!"

Hey, little girl, you are becoming angry from embarrassment!
The two chattered, and Professor Fu came out from the campus.

As a senior professor of the school, he can enter the campus with his own car, so Xiu Jie and the car entered the campus directly.

This school is not so big. Xiu Jie and he drove for more than 10 minutes before arriving at the research institute building of the Department of Archeology where Professor Fu is located.And they only walked around half of the campus. The famous school really deserves its reputation. It has 190 million square meters, 6 faculties, 27 colleges, and 76 departments. You can faint with GPS on.

After Jian Ningmeng and Professor Fu entered the building, Xiu Jie and today's task was to pick up Ningmeng, so he didn't leave, and walked around the campus casually after locking the car.

It’s already after the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the school may have just started, and there are not many students. The school uniforms of the University of Hong Kong are really beautiful. Boys wear tunic uniforms, girls wear small slim suits, and straight-leg pants.

University life is comfortable, comfortable, and full of poetry, sitting on a bench and reading a book, leaning on a book on the tree-lined path and chatting with classmates, and in the student dormitory, playing games in the dark.

Xiu Jie and he couldn't help thinking that this kind of life should really be experienced by Jian Ningmeng.

And Jian Ningmeng at the other end, after following Professor Fu into the classroom, there were four or five people here, all young and teenagers, wearing the uniform of the University of Hong Kong, they looked like students.

There are several thick stacks of books and files in front of everyone's desk, piled up all over the desk. People here no longer use paper, pens, and everyone has a laptop.

As soon as Professor Fu walked in, everyone stood up: "Teach...Professor..." The two words could hardly be heard later, because the big boys were instantly fascinated by Jian Ningmeng who walked in, so cute Is your girl the talented woman proficient in ancient characters that the professor said?Hey, who said beauty and wisdom can't coexist?
Immediately another person stretched out his hand: "Hello, little beauty, my surname is Hou, is Hou Zi easy to remember?"

Jian Ningmeng suddenly looked shy. Where has she been in contact with so many men?She turned to look at Professor Fu, who smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, archaeologists don't eat people, these are my students. Come down and get to know yourself, young people."

"I'm Chen Zi!"

Are oranges a fruit like her lemons?Jian Ningmeng is really not used to joking with men casually, so she just nodded with a smile. After the simplest self-introduction, everyone is a sunny boy of 18 or 19 years old, generous and humorous.

After Jian Ningmeng sat down for a while, she became less nervous.

After we got to know each other for a while, we started working.

The subject of Professor Fu's research is the abnormal characters formed by the separatist regimes during the Warring States Period.

(End of this chapter)