At this time, someone said, "Auntie, stop pretending. If you don't have it, then you don't have it."
Someone echoed, "Before the school security comes to ask you to leave, you'd better leave now! Otherwise, you'll have no face or money left..."
Then everyone burst into laughter...
Zhou Bihua ignored the unfriendly sneers from the people around him and continued searching in his pockets.
The kindhearted person reminded: "Auntie, was your wallet stolen?"
When she heard this, her body froze as if under a spell. Her thoughts surged like a tide, bringing her back to the moment before she got off the train.
At that time, the conductor was standing at the door of the carriage, reminding every passenger who was about to get off the train with a slightly serious and concerned tone:
"Dear passengers, please note that there are many people getting off the train. Please be careful of pickpockets!"
She looked at the small bag on her chest and hesitated for a moment. To be on the safe side, she took out the small bag that she regarded as a treasure and hid it in the deepest part of her luggage.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bihua's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile...
"Humph! You think this is all you have?" He said, and without hesitation, he threw the heavy blue cloth bundle on his shoulder to the ground. There was a dull thud, and it seemed as if the entire ground trembled.
Then, Zhou Bihua quickly squatted down and deftly untied the straps of the large cloth bag with his hands. As the straps were loosened bit by bit, the scattered items inside the bag fell out and landed on the ground.
She ignored the things scattered on the ground, and reached into the bottom of the package, and pulled out a cloth bag of indeterminate color from it.
Then she stood up, straightened her messy hair, and carefully took out the admission letter from inside and showed it to everyone. Everyone was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.
Some people still didn't believe it and ran forward to take a closer look.
Zhou Bihua raised it and said, "Look carefully, is it the same as the one in your hands?"
At this time, someone else said, "You have a notice, but that's no reason for you to cut in line! We still have to follow the first-come, first-served principle!"
In fact, she didn't mean to cut in line, but wanted to say hello to Wang Xiaolan. So she was mistakenly thought to be cutting in line, and she felt wronged and very depressed.
At this moment, someone pulled her from behind. She turned around impatiently and looked at the person behind her, and she screamed in surprise.
"Oh my! Why is it you? You also got into this school."
It turned out to be Wang Shanhu, who had taken the same exam as her during the college entrance exam. She had arrived in Kyoto a week before school started and stayed at her biological parents' home for a few days. The night before she was due to register, her mother suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the Kyoto Hospital. She had to stay with her mother, which was why she was late in registering.
Wang Shanhu said happily, "Sister Zhou, you also got into Kyoto University?"
Zhou Bihua put down the heavy bag he had just carried on his back and placed it on the ground. He said, "Shanhu, you also got into this school. I just saw Wang Xiaolan. She was called away by the school leaders. I wanted to go up to her and say hello, but they misunderstood me."
Wang Shanhu comforted her, "Forget it, don't bother with them. Did you bring so much luggage?"
Zhou Bihua said, "I can't bring her here without you! It's hard to explain. Let's wait until we find Wang Xiaolan!"
They chatted like this until it was their turn to go through the paperwork. They received their room numbers from the teacher and went to the student dormitory.
They opened the dormitory door and saw five bunk beds inside, each with a name on it.
On the bed by the window, the upper bunk is written with Wang Shanhu's name, the lower bunk is written with Wang Xiaolan's name, and the lower bunk opposite their beds is Zhou Bihua's bed.
Zhou Bihua pointed at Wang Shanhu's lower bunk and said, "Is this Wang Xiaolan's name the same Wang Xiaolan we know?"
Wang Shanhu said, "I just don't know if it's Sister Wang. It would be great if it was her." Then she opened her suitcase, made her bed and started to sort out her scattered items.
At this moment, an indescribable and disgusting odor drifted over and brazenly penetrated into Wang Shanhu's nasal cavity.
Wang Shanhu was originally concentrating on the task at hand, but the peculiar smell was so strong and unique that she stopped involuntarily, frowned slightly, and gently fanned her nostrils as she sniffed carefully.
She turned around, wanting to ask Zhou Bihua something, but instead she saw an incredible scene. She was holding a jar that looked quite old, carefully, as if protecting a rare treasure. Her eyes were focused and nervous, and she lowered her head, looking at the contents of the jar, as if examining the mystery within.
After a while, as if confirming something, she breathed a sigh of relief, muttering to herself, "Huh... at least it's not broken."
Wang Shanhu said in confusion, "Sister Zhou, what is that in your hand? It stinks!" Then she stood up and opened the window.
Zhou Bihua looked at Wang Shanhu's surprised and slightly disgusted expression, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter echoing in the air.
She smiled and pointed at the item in front of her and said, "Haha, you city people really don't know anything! This is definitely a great treasure!"
After saying that, he stretched out his right index finger, carefully inserted it into the liquid, and gently lifted a little bit. Then he held the finger in front of Wang Shanhu, a smug smile on his face, and continued, "Come on, try it. I guarantee you'll have an unforgettable aftertaste. It tastes so delicious!"
Wang Shanhu covered her mouth and stepped back repeatedly, saying, "Sister Zhou, thank you. I, I can't eat this, it's too smelly. Cover it up quickly."
Seeing Wang Shanhu's frightened expression, Zhou Bihua suppressed a laugh and said, "This is a delicious thing. I made it myself. It's called stinky fermented tofu. The stinkier it is, the better it tastes. Mine isn't that stinky. In the countryside where I went, those with more experience and who make it well are even stinkier..."
Wang Shanhu, still confused, said, "I've eaten fermented tofu before, but it's nothing like yours."
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Wang Xiaolan came to the teaching department with some trepidation.
As Liang Qiushi walked into the office, a female staff member wearing glasses, holding a folder under her arm, was about to leave. When she saw Liang Qiushi, she smiled and said, "Director Liang, I have already written the speech you requested and placed it on your desk. I'm going to the meeting room now."
Liang Qiushi, with no expression on his face, just nodded and said, "Okay."
At this time, only Liang Qiushi and Wang Xiaolan were left in the office.
Although it was an office, Wang Xiaolan still felt a little uneasy. She was still hesitating whether to leave the office door open to avoid other people's gossip.
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