Perfection of Rebirth

Chapter 8 Campus Life
Passing by the central teaching building after class, there are lively scenes of clubs recruiting new students everywhere.

The first week of college freshmen's enrollment is the time for major clubs to recruit troops.Student union, hip-hop troupe, radio center, literary club, martial arts association, music association, fitness association, environmental protection association, tourism association. . . . . .There are all kinds of things, only what you can't think of, nothing you can't find.

"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday.

Do you still miss tomorrow, you who used to cry the most.

The teachers can't remember you, and you can't guess the problem.

. . . . . . "

In front of the music association, a senior with long hair and an artistic atmosphere was playing hard, and a few seniors wearing T-shirts printed with the music association were handing out leaflets to the surrounding people to attract people.

He Ling and Wang Lu were also reading a flyer in front of the Music Association.Jiang Hui knew that both of them would join the Music Association, He Ling really liked music, and Wang Lu just followed suit.

Although Jiang Hui is usually very interested in music, he hums a little song by himself from time to time, and invites a few friends to sing at KTV.

But if you are interested, you are interested. He knows that for the new members of these associations, most of the association activities in the first semester are to distribute leaflets in the cafeteria and other places with a lot of traffic in the school. I have all kinds of more important things to do, and I don't have much time to participate in club activities, so I made up my mind not to join any clubs, just to watch the fun.

There are too many clubs. At the beginning, Jiang Hui and a few people in the dormitory walked to see them together. Afterwards, everyone was interested in different clubs, so they spread out and learned about them selectively.

Along the way, some showed kicking movements in taekwondo training clothes, some showed camping scenes such as setting up tents, some showed chess skills by setting up endgames, and some showed calligraphy art by grinding ink and brushes. . . . . .

"Student, this is the introduction of the school's student union, welcome to sign up."

Jiang Hui felt a familiar figure coming from beside his ears.

This time it was a red T-shirt, denim shorts, canvas shoes, and the same ponytail.Who is not Xiang Weiwei?

"Sister Weiwei", Jiang Hui smiled and walked towards Weiwei.

Seeing Jiang Hui, Xiang Weiwei froze for a moment, probably because he didn't remember Jiang Hui's name for a while.

"It's Jiang Hui. How about it? Do you want to join the school's student union? Do you want to sign up for the preliminary exam?"

"Your school's student union is still worried that no one will go, and you won't be able to pick them?"

"It's also about selecting the best from the best. There are more people who sign up, so we can choose more suitable members."

"Are all clubs recruiting people here today?" Jiang Hui asked, changing the subject.

"That's right, from today until this kind of weekend, every day from [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] noon, I will be here as a strong man."

"Sister Weiwei, are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner. Thank you for helping me with my backpack on the day I entered school."

"No, it's easy."

"I also wanted to take this opportunity to ask you about your university study and life experience. I just entered school and didn't understand anything, and I was confused. As a senior sister, you can't be so cruel as to refuse to save me, right?"

"Hey, okay, let's sit at the juice shop next to Building 13 at eight o'clock tonight."

"Okay, my dormitory phone number is 6280290, how can I contact you?"

"61238085, this is my PHS number, see you that evening."

"See you tonight, see you soon."

These days, the penetration rate of mobile phones is still too low. A mobile phone with almost no functions can easily cost several thousand yuan. The mobile phone in the imperial capital still needs to be charged for calling and answering calls. of college students still cannot afford mobile phones.

However, starting this year, with the rapid rise of PHS, the price of mobile phones began to gradually drop. By 05, phones under [-] yuan were already common.

Jiang Hui was wondering if he was going to buy a PHS too, but he was not in a hurry right now, let's take his time.

There are only two physics classes in the morning, and there are college English and Ma Zhe in the afternoon. After walking around, I went to the cafeteria to eat.When I am not satisfied with the class in the morning, I usually go to eat after eleven o'clock, and in the evening, I eat after five o'clock. Of course, if the class is tight, it is a different matter.

English is a particularly important course in college, no matter what major you are in, learning English well will definitely do no harm.Although there are very few people who really use English after graduation, part of the reason for not using it is probably because their English is not good, so when choosing a job, they deliberately avoided or did not choose a position that requires frequent use of English.

In his previous life, Jiang Hui's English level was still good. Except that he was not so fluent in listening, speaking, reading and writing, there were no other problems at all. Reading foreign literature and writing papers in English were naturally no problem.

The time of the day can be said to be fast or slow. At [-]:[-] in the evening, Jiang Hui came to the juice shop early, ordered a glass of watermelon juice and waited slowly.

A few minutes after eight o'clock, Xiang Weiwei appeared at the door of the juice shop with a small bag.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived too, what do you want to drink?".

"Let me have a glass of watermelon juice too."

"Waiter, add a glass of watermelon juice, thank you!"

"How about it, is the excitement of going to college over? Are you still used to it?" Xiang Weiwei asked with a smile.

"Fortunately, I have lived on campus since junior high school, and the living conditions in the dormitory are much better than those in middle school. I am not used to it." Jiang Hui replied after taking a sip of watermelon juice.

(End of this chapter)