An earthquake caused Jiang Xia, who had just written his name on a divorce agreement, to be reborn into a parallel world. Just as he planned to make up for his past regrets, he suddenly discovered ...
After dinner, the four girls quietly grew closer to each other.
Jiang Xia was completely relieved. Since they were considerate of others, at least their character was acceptable, greatly reducing the probability of them being arrogant and scheming.
As the group walked along Xinmin Road, they saw groups of students riding bicycles towards the teaching building. These were probably upperclassmen, but many more chose to walk, likely freshmen who were eager to see their homeroom teachers.
About half an hour later, the group parted ways in front of the Economics and Management Building. Jiang Xia and Lin Yanwan agreed that whoever finished first would wait for them downstairs.
"Yanwan, was that guy next to your boyfriend just now his roommate? He's so handsome!" Cui Jiaying nudged Si Si with her elbow: "Si Si, don't you think so?"
Si Si nodded slightly: "Tall and handsome, he wears gold-rimmed glasses and doesn't talk much, he has a kind of ascetic temperament, but unfortunately, he's not my type."
"Hey, Yanwan, what's his name? Why don't you have your boyfriend introduce him?" Cui Jiaying blinked and asked.
Lin Yanwan said helplessly, "I don't know the specifics, I only know her name, Su Qing. She's in the same class as Jiang Xia, studying art. What's wrong? You've got your eye on her?"
"No, it's just that I'm attracted to good looks." Cui Jiaying nodded and said directly, "He's the apple of my eye."
"Hmm... Good luck, but you'll definitely have a lot of suitors, so be careful."
"Speaking of which, your boyfriend is very handsome too. Are all art students this good-looking? Hahaha, by the way, back in school, did he pursue you or did you pursue him?" Cui Jiaying asked with a smile.
Lin Yanwan was slightly dazed. The two met in that thunderstorm in their previous life. They were not sure who pursued whom. They just chatted and developed feelings for each other. Then he carefully planned a confession, and she agreed. From then on, they became boyfriend and girlfriend.
"I forgot," she said with a faint smile.
The evening breeze ruffled her hair, and she turned to look at Jiang Xia's back. As if by telepathy, Jiang Xia also turned to look at her.
They smiled at each other, and the feeling of love spread through their hearts.
"Tsk tsk tsk, they're starting to torture single people again."
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The art academy building is different from other teaching buildings. It has a very modern artistic atmosphere, with reliefs, paintings, various art exhibitions and craft creations that are dazzling.
Jiang Xia checked the time; there was still about half an hour before the agreed-upon time for the gathering. So, he dragged Su Qing around to look at the art exhibition, the ceramic crafts being made on-site, and the MIMI eyes of the models on the runway…
Forget it, I won't watch this, it's too offensive.
If we disregard the option of a preparatory program for studying in the US, the Academy of Arts & Design at Tsinghua University truly deserves its reputation as one of the top schools in China in all aspects of its teaching.
In summary, the Academy of Arts & Design at Tsinghua University is like fertile soil, providing students with the best resources and experiences, allowing all students to fully absorb knowledge and receive encouragement and support in any direction they are interested in.
The two strolled around for twenty minutes, but the art academy building was so huge and its layout was like a maze that they almost got lost.
It is divided into three sections: A, B, and C, with two large exhibition halls, one in each section. Section A contains art studios and a library; Section B contains large public lectures and small classrooms; and Section C contains laboratories and teaching offices for various majors.
They ended up asking a senior student, and only then did they manage to find the classroom the counselor had arranged before 7 a.m.
There were already seven people in the small classroom at this moment, plus Jiang Xia and Su Qing, making a total of nine people, six men and three women, all of whom were very good-looking.
When Jiang Xia reported in the morning, she found that there were quite a lot of people. It turned out that when she was assigned to a specific class, there were so few people.
No wonder he's living in a mixed dormitory now, that explains it.
It makes sense when you think about it. Tsinghua University is a comprehensive university, and although it admits a lot of students every year, Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts only admits a little over two hundred students each year. When you break it down into different majors, the number of students that each class gets is pitifully small.
The people in the classroom all kept quiet and waited for about five minutes before a fat man with a full head of sweat rushed in from outside, making a total of ten people.
"Phew, is this B304?" he asked, panting.
Several students nodded.
"That's good."
He randomly found an empty seat and sat down. Luckily, the classroom had air conditioning, and the temperature dropped quickly.
Not long after, a man in his forties walked into the classroom. Perhaps because design majors tend to lose a lot of hair, his short hair looked a bit bald, but he had a very kind face.
"Hello students, I am the counselor of Animation Class 2, which is also your class teacher. My surname is Zeng and my given name is Yixing, which comes from the 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng'. I believe you are all very familiar with it."
One sentence made all the students present laugh easily. After all, the college entrance examination had just ended, and the art students were all liberal arts students, so they were very familiar with the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.
"I am honored to learn and grow together with everyone over the next four years. Here, I want to emphasize that Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts is not cultivating ordinary craftsmen, but industry leaders."
Zeng Yixing said with a smile, "So, don't underestimate our class just because there are few people. There are 25 professional teachers, and 20 of them are professors. One-on-one teaching is no problem at all. As long as you have the ability, you can learn all the professors' specialties without any problem."
"Of course, if your family is having financial difficulties, that's okay too. Just let me know, and we'll go through a simple process. You'll get a tuition reduction and a living allowance. In short, the school will not let any outstanding student fall behind because of financial difficulties."
Amid a gasp of amazement, the classroom erupted in enthusiastic applause.
Only Tsinghua University possesses such financial resources and resources.
"Qingmei is a place to build dreams. Here, you have the opportunity to soar to great heights. Every year, the school has countless resources and invests a lot of real money to support any student who has ideas and is down-to-earth and daring."
"Students, Tsinghua University is like a honey pot. It throws you in for four years. How much you can get out in the end depends on your abilities."
It has to be said that Zeng Yixing is indeed a good counselor. He mobilized everyone's enthusiasm with just a few words. In such a place where there are treasures everywhere, who wouldn't want to realize their life's value in a spectacular way?
To put it bluntly, the classmates or friends you make now may become outstanding leaders in a certain field in the future, and that is the potential advantage brought by top universities.
Zeng Yixing looked up at his students, taking in their excited expressions.
"Alright, that's all I have to say for today. Now, let's give everyone a chance to introduce yourselves. Who wants to go first?"
Jiang Xia turned to look at his eager classmates, each one a promising young talent. He wondered how many of them would be willing to stay in China to develop and contribute to the country after graduating from university.
His thoughts inadvertently wandered off course. He sighed softly. The preparatory program for studying in the US—the country has invested so much effort in training them; sometimes it's really ironic.