Chapter 277 Comrade, You Worry Too Much (Updated)
As they were quite far away, Li Mingyue could not hear the specific content, but she could clearly see Zhao Xiang's warm smile, which was very different from the serious face on the bus.
What is Lu Youyou’s identity?
Li Mingyue was curious not only because Lu Youyou embarrassed her at the airport, but also because of her growing determination since she came to this land.
She didn't want to go back. She didn't want to live a life where she couldn't afford food and clothing. She had finally arrived in the United States, and she had to stay, no matter what!
Li Mingyue didn't care what the relationship between Lu Youyou and Zhao Xiang was. She only cared whether this matter would affect her plan.
She quietly returned the same way she came. When she was still a few steps away from the room, a head suddenly popped out from the door. Li Mingyue had been looking down in thought and almost bumped into the head.
Yu Qingtian suddenly looked up, patted his chest and said unhappily: "Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"
Li Mingyue's voice was thin and low, and she squeezed out the word "I'm sorry" from her throat.
Yu Qingtian felt uncomfortable when he saw her looking like she was being bullied. What happened? She started to feel aggrieved before he could say anything.
Yu Qingtian didn't want to waste time talking to her: "Where's Lu, have you seen her?"
Li Mingyue shook her head and said she didn't know. She walked sideways into the room and packed her things.
Yu Qingtian pouted at her back and said directly, "Lu and I will sleep on the bed on the left. Don't put your things in the wrong place."
After she finished speaking, she leaned over to look at the other end of the corridor, and just in time saw Lu Youyou coming back, and immediately waved to her excitedly.
"Student Lu!" Yu Qingtian trotted over and whispered, "I still have the oranges that were distributed on the plane. Shall we share them?"
Lu Youyou smiled and said, "No need, just eat it yourself."
"Really? Don't be polite with me!"
"No, thank you."
"Okay, oh by the way, I helped you move the suitcase to the locker, we can sleep together tonight, is that okay?"
Yu Qingtian's tone was rarely a little nervous, as this was her own decision.
Lu Youyou had no objection. Compared with Li Mingyue and the stranger, Yu Qingtian was naturally better.
The night passed peacefully, but few people slept well.
Televisions were already popular in the United States in the 1980s, and although this was just an ordinary hotel, every room was equipped with a color TV.
Although the team leader repeatedly told us not to touch things in the house, there were always some curious people who couldn't control themselves.
Once you turn on the TV, you can never turn it off. Even if you don’t understand much, just watching the pictures is addictive.
The Chinese people had not yet been baptized by technology. When color images appeared on the screen, the impact brought by the United States became more concrete at this moment.
When everyone left the hotel and saw San Francisco during the day, many people were so shocked that they even forgot to sigh.
Such a world has never appeared in their dreams. Their outlook on life and values are under tremendous test at this moment.
More than one person asked the same question in their minds: Can China really catch up? Are hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of international students really useful?
Zhao Xiang stood in front and took in everyone's expressions.
He knew very well what these students were thinking. He was also shocked when he first went abroad. No matter how much he emphasized discipline, he could not stop the temptation of wealth and fame.
But the study abroad program still needs to be done and we still have to persevere in it. Even if only three or four out of ten people return to China, all the efforts will be worth it.
Zhao Xiang's gaze swept across everyone's face and finally fell on Lu Youyou.
Even if all of these people are stranded abroad, we must keep this treasure!
If Lu Youyou knew what Zhao Xiang was thinking, she would definitely say, "Comrade, you are worrying too much."
If China is still a primitive society, then the United States in the 1980s was only slightly better than semi-primitive. The Internet was still in its primitive stage, and smart devices only existed in science fiction movies...
There is nothing I want and nothing I see is good.
She was fortunate enough to devote herself to national construction in her life. Although the causes were bloody and the process was dramatic, the sense of satisfaction was incomparable. Even though she was a lazy person at heart, she couldn't help but indulge in it.
Besides, she had never suffered in her own country, and the extravagance and decadence of capitalism had no appeal to her at all.
Most of these students going to the United States have to participate in a three-month language training, and only two can be admitted directly. In addition to Lu Youyou, there is another boy who will go to California Institute of Technology.
Zhao Xiang was very considerate and personally took Lu Youyou to Stanford to complete the admission procedures.
"The rest of the people are basically staying in homestays. We have applied for a school dormitory for you, and we will handle the accommodation procedures together later."
Lu Youyou was a little surprised, she thought she would also live with a local person.
"Thanks."
Zhao Xiang smiled and waved his hand: "Good steel should be used on the blade. After all, it is inconvenient to live in someone else's house."
Zhao Xiang accompanied the whole trip and helped deliver the luggage to the dormitory, doing his job as a local guide conscientiously and responsibly.
Lu Youyou got the key and realized that this was a superior double room. Two people shared a suite, a living room and a bathroom. Each had a separate bedroom. There was also a public kitchen on each floor.
"Student Lu, I'll take you here. Please remember to keep the embassy's phone number. If there is anything you can't solve, please inform us immediately. Don't be afraid of trouble."
"Also, you don't have to go to the embassy to collect your monthly living expenses. We'll arrange for someone to deliver them to you. This is for this month, keep it first."
Zhao Xiang handed over an envelope, and Lu Youyou knew as soon as she took it in her hand that there was more than the stipulated 300 yuan in it.
In fact, there are quite a few antiques and artworks in her space villa. If she needs money, she can just sell one or two. The forty years of memory is enough for her to make money legally and reasonably.
But the care from the motherland is always different. The embassy arranged almost everything for her. She only needed to study and didn't have to worry about anything else.
Lu Youyou is familiar with the future, but the America in the 1980s is unfamiliar after all. Even she feels particularly at ease knowing that she has someone to rely on.
"Student Lu, I'm leaving now. I wish you success in your studies in the United States and all the best!"
"Thanks!"
After seeing Zhao Xiang off, Lu Youyou finally had time to look at where she would live for the next few years.
There are obvious signs of life in the living room, but the items are arranged neatly, and there are two blooming sunflowers in the vase.
There were porcelain cups and a kettle on the table, and the highly saturated colors stood there like a Henri Matisse painting.
There is a thin blanket on the back of the sofa, which should be a set with the pillow, and is in the same Fauvist style.
Maybe my roommate is a girl with a colorful inner world?
Lu Youyou raised the corners of her lips slightly, and suddenly she had some expectations for her future life.
After putting away my luggage, I went to take a look at the public canteen and living area. It was not much different from foreign dormitories in later generations and had everything it should have.
She picked up a campus map on the first floor and took a look around the cafeteria. Well, it was just as she expected.
Suddenly jumping from delicious Chinese food to classic white food, Lu Youyou couldn't help but sigh, why could she never learn to cook in her two lifetimes?
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