Son of Heaven

Chapter 1: Your car hit my basin. It was noon, and the sun in September was still hot, especially in the north where the four seasons are distinct. Liang Chen's body reflected his sweat-soaked shirt and his still straight back.Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he walked on the busy road with a bulging snakeskin bag on his back, which contained his luggage, and a dilapidated enamel washbasin wrapped in a large net bag outside, hanging on the luggage, Swinging around as he walked, those who didn't know thought he was a migrant worker from other places.About 200 meters ahead, on the right side of the road, two stone lions sit north and south majestically guarding a gate. A banner is hung on the seven-meter-high and imposing gate, "Warmly welcome new students of grade XX to enter", above It is a huge plaque, "Northern Normal University". "It's finally here." Liang Chen showed a relieved smile on his slightly thin face, and walked over quickly.Northern Normal University is one of the most well-known key universities in Northeast China. It is well-known among normal schools across the country, and all the students who can be admitted here are the best in high school.In the past few days, when freshmen are reporting, dozens of desks of departments are lined up along the Yonglu at the gate. There are signs of each department on the tables, mainly to provide inquiry and guidance services for freshmen. Each service small The team is composed of the cadres of the student union of the department and the senior students above the sophomore year.There is a lot of traffic in the school, luxury cars come and go, all of them are here to send the students to school, the strength of the school and the parents of the students can be seen quite clearly.Even those students who don’t have famous cars, all of them are wearing Adidas or Nike, and they are holding Nokia N9 or iPhone 4, and their parents are accompanied by big bags and small bags. Among them, Liang Chen, who wore a pair of washed-white jeans under a gray shirt and wore a pair of fake Li-Ning shoes with some holes on the top, looked particularly "outstanding among the crowd".Liang Chen didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, he just followed the signs and looked for them one by one, "School of Economics, School of Business, School of Arts..." Liang Chen walked out of hundreds of places with his unique snakeskin luggage bag on his back. Mi Yuan finally found the sign of the Sociology Department of the School of Political Science and Law in an inconspicuous corner.There were no students at all in front of the information desk of the Department of Sociology. Compared with the lively scene of freshmen lining up in front of other departments, it seemed particularly deserted.One of the two old students behind the desk at the information desk dozed off on his stomach, while the other was sleeping soundly with a book covering his face on his back.No wonder they are like this. The Department of Sociology is a remote major. It has been open for five years. The employment prospects are not good. No one is willing to apply. This year, a total of more than 100 students were recruited. The entire department has just enough [-] people, which is not as many as other large departments in one grade. "Excuse me, is this the inquiry office of the Department of Sociology?" Liang Chen let out a long breath, put down the snakeskin bag, and smiled at the two students showing his neat white teeth. "Hmm..." The student union cadre sleeping on the table wiped his saliva, sat up in a daze, was stunned when he saw Liang Chen, looked him up and down, grinned happily, "Brother, it's trendy enough. You even carry a snakeskin bag and hang a washbasin. You should apply to the Academy of Fine Arts to study performance art."