Sitting on the bus to Sanmi University, the tall buildings outside the window receded like flowing water.
In Lin Chaoxi's memory, Old Lin rarely openly opposed anything, but if opposing her choosing liberal arts in Strawberry World was one thing, then opposing her studying at Yongchuan Middle School now was also one thing.
They hung up the phone call just now very quickly, and Lao Lin's tone was very calm from beginning to end. However, they moved around in two different worlds and maintained their father-daughter relationship for so many years. She felt it very obviously when Lao Lin was tough and resolute.
Now comes the problem -
In Strawberry World, after she was admitted to Sanwei University, Lao Lin moved his family from Anning to Yongchuan for her; why now, Lao Lin clearly opposes her studying in Yongchuan Middle School?
The word "not going" is also very intriguing. Its subject should be "we". The meanings of "you are not allowed to go" and "we are not going" are completely different...
"Lin Zhaoxi, what about you?"
On the bus, someone called her, and Lin Chaoxi shuddered: "Ah, what's wrong?"
"We are talking about what to eat for lunch later?"
"Whatever, I'm fine with it."
"Nothing casual!"
“You must choose!”
The four-member group from Yongchuan Middle School was noisy, and many children on the bus were looking at them. All of them were students who were going to attend the intensive training. They had just gathered at the gate of Yongchuan Middle School, and now they were taking a bus together to Sanwei University.
Vice Principal Zhang was away, reportedly to be in charge of the examination of papers, and the foursome became even more unscrupulous.
Some key words popped up in Lin Chaoxi's mind. Just now, when she was thinking about Lao Lin, someone said "hot pot", someone said "barbecue", and someone wanted to eat "Xinjiang cuisine"?
The leader teacher probably wanted them to coordinate among themselves, or wanted everyone to get familiar with each other quickly, so he didn't give any opinions.
Lin Chaoxi said subconsciously: "Let's go to the restaurant on the second floor of the cafeteria to order food. Everyone can order whatever they want to eat..."
The leader smiled and said, "The restaurant on the second floor of our cafeteria is very good. Has classmate Lin Chaoxi been to Sanwei University?"
The car became quiet.
Of course I have been here. I studied in college for four years and went to the old campus on Zhongan Road for classes every week...
She thought so in her heart, but quickly shook her head: "I haven't been there, I just saw an introduction to the restaurant in Sanwei University Canteen 2 in the newspaper, saying that the Gongbao chicken and spicy chicken are super delicious."
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Sanwei University Zhongan Road Campus, tree-lined avenue.
After dinner, the team leader took all the students who participated in the training to visit the campus.
Lin Chaoxi no longer dared to show her familiarity with Sanwei University. She followed the team obediently and listened to the teacher's introduction to the basic situation of Sanwei University and how to use its various facilities.
In fact, the main facilities are the cafeteria and the library. The leader sister gave each of them a card and told them that they can use this card anywhere in the school that requires spending money.
This thing had no appeal to Lin Chaoxi, but the other people present were all junior high school students and were very curious about things like the all-in-one card.
Especially Hu Zi from Yongchuan Middle School, when he passed the hot water room, he sneaked in to swipe his card to get hot water, and was frightened by the hot stream. Even the leader sister was scared to death. Fearing that they would do something naughty again, the leader sister quickly took them to the library.
Grand brick buildings and eye-catching stained glass windows.
The ivy has withered in winter, but Lin Chaoxi still remembers the beautiful scene of the entire red brick building being covered with ivy in summer.
Walking into the warm library, the students couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Dozens of middle school students screamed in unison, and the sighs echoed in the library lobby. They themselves were frightened by the sound of the voices.
The leader said "Tsk" softly, and the children looked around apologetically, afraid of disturbing others.
However, the imagined situation of being rejected did not happen.
Although it was winter break, the school library was open all year round, and there were students preparing for postgraduate entrance exams reading in the hall. But after they made such a loud noise, no one rolled their eyes at them, and no one showed a look of disgust.
Most of the students at Sanmi University were reading with their heads down, unaffected. A small number of them were observing them curiously with smiles on their faces, making them seem very friendly.
Lin Chaoxi looked around and her eyes stopped on the sign of the reading room. She still had the list of books that Lao Lin had written for her, so she looked through the crack in the door.
There are many bookshelves in the reading room and many study tables by the windows. Although the tables and chairs look very shabby, under the warm winter sun, all the furnishings seem to be covered with a layer of golden gauze, giving off a heavy sense of history.
In a trance, Lin Chaoxi suddenly wondered if Old Lin had also read books here before, otherwise why was he so familiar with the collections of Sanwei University.
But she really didn't know the answer, because according to Lao Lin, he never got a college diploma, so he couldn't be considered a college student, and therefore had no alma mater.
If you think about Lao Lin carefully, there are many things worth exploring.
Lin Chaoxi felt that she had probably been deceived since she was a child, so she was able to turn a blind eye to many doubts. After all, she didn't even know who her mother was, so it was normal that she didn't know which university her father graduated from.
But it should be Sanmi University, after all, its mathematics department is the best in the country?
When Lin Chaoxi thought of this, the leader sister pushed open the door of the reading room and really led them inside.
Wandering among the vast volumes of books, the children exclaimed "Wow" again.
"This is our school's reading room. Everyone can use it during the training period." The team leader said in a low voice.
"Can we read all the novels here?" the children asked excitedly.
"Of course you can." The team leader smiled, "There are also literature retrieval classes in the training class. We will teach you how to find books."
There is actually a literature retrieval class?
Lin Chaoxi scanned the rows of bookshelves, thinking that this was indeed Vice Principal Zhang's consistent arrangement. However, it seemed that Old Lin was also a supporter of self-study.
Walking from shelf A to shelf O, Lin Chaoxi finally arrived at the most familiar mathematics bookshelf.
The book list that Lao Lin had written out was in her pocket. She couldn't help but stop, open the list, and scan the bookshelf to see where the books were.
But after looking through the rows and rows, her eyes were dazzled, and she couldn't even find the first book, which Lao Lin said was for learning mathematical languages.
The main group had already walked away, and the computer she was searching for literature on was still some distance from the bookshelf, so she put away her list of books and prepared to catch up with the main group. At this time, the boy next to her raised his hand and casually took down a book.
Lin Zhaoxi: “…”
"Um?"
"Don't tell me you memorized the book classification table..."
"No, I searched for a while before I found it." Pei Zhi said.
"You clearly didn't look for it just now, you just took a look." Lin Chaoxi was very sad.
"That's because I'm lucky."
Thinking about Pei Ge's lucky talent that crushed Huajuan, Lin Chaoxi reluctantly accepted this answer.
She lowered her head, opened the book in her hand, and then froze.
This book, which explains mathematical language in detail according to Lao Lin's teachings, is filled with densely marked pencil notes.
Not only in the headers and footers, but even in the gaps between the lines, there were words. The fonts were different, old and new, but they were all written with pencil.
Lin Chaoxi flipped through two pages carefully and found the pencil markings very interesting.
Some people asked questions, some answered them, some wrote examples, and some wrote down their own ideas. Some even complained that the word "brother" in front was too big and others could not write the answers to the exercises.
And among those pencil strokes, she also recognized the parts belonging to Lao Lin.
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