Lin Fu and the prefect, filled with intense curiosity and anticipation, cautiously stepped onto the platform.
They slowly stood still, leaned forward slightly, and eagerly looked down.
In an instant, a panoramic view unfolded before them, just as vividly as Jinrui Zhaowang Qin Qianluo had described.
Inside the classroom, the students' chairs were arranged neatly like well-trained soldiers.
Each tabletop was wiped clean as a mirror, with a faint, subtle wood sheen emanating from it—a light that exuded simplicity and hope.
In a corner of the classroom, several potted green plants were carefully arranged.
The outstretched leaves seem to be dancing joyfully, infusing the entire space with vibrant life and a lively atmosphere.
The walls are adorned with exquisite calligraphy and paintings, some with powerful and vigorous strokes, like dragons emerging from the sea, showcasing resilience and strength.
Some of the brushstrokes are free and unrestrained, like flowing clouds and water, containing endless poetry and romance.
The faint scent of ink seemed to linger in the air, adding a rich cultural atmosphere to this learning space.
Every detail of the room's layout, from the neatly arranged stationery on the desks, is meticulously considered.
Even the cleaning supplies standing quietly in the corner are clearly visible, demonstrating the college's rigor and dedication.
Seeing this, although some doubts still lingered in their hearts like a thin mist, they all tacitly chose to remain silent.
He silently kept this novelty and shock deep in his heart, his eyes occasionally flashing with amazement.
Then, filled with excitement at exploring the unknown, they followed closely behind Qin Qianluo to the place where the teacher was resting.
As soon as they stepped inside, a tranquil and leisurely atmosphere washed over them like a gentle breeze, instantly calming the slight restlessness in their hearts.
The room is furnished with large, sturdy tables and chairs made of high-quality wood with fine and clear grain.
Like a painting meticulously crafted by nature, it exudes a warm and captivating hue, showcasing exceptional quality and the charm accumulated over time.
The workmanship of the tables and chairs is exquisite and meticulous to the extreme, with every edge and corner polished smooth and rounded, without a single flaw.
Touching it, the texture is delicate and warm, as if you can feel the dedication and focus that the craftsmen poured into it.
Compared to the classroom, this place is as quiet and private as a paradise.
The heavy curtains, like loyal guardians, completely shut out the noise of the outside world. Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattices, casting dappled shadows like golden threads.
It weaves dreamlike patterns on the ground, creating an extremely pleasant and relaxing atmosphere.
Resting here, there's no need to worry about being disturbed by the noise of students outside. It's as if time slows down, and everything becomes leisurely and comfortable.
Along the way, the group walked and stopped frequently, as if they were in a labyrinth of knowledge, passing by more than a dozen empty classrooms.
Each classroom was as spacious and bright as daytime, with sunlight pouring in unreservedly, illuminating every corner and filling the entire space with warmth and hope.
The classroom layout is simple and reasonable, with desks and chairs arranged in neat rows, as if waiting for a feast of knowledge.
The blackboard was wiped clean, its dark surface resembling a deep night sky, seemingly waiting for the teacher to write brilliant stars with the chalk of wisdom.
In addition to classrooms, there is a spacious and elegant conference room with a long conference table surrounded by comfortable chairs.
Each seat is designed to be ergonomic, so that you won't feel tired even after sitting for a long time.
Large maps and charts are hung on the wall, with mountains, rivers, cities and towns clearly marked on the maps, and data and information in the charts readily available.
It's easy to imagine that in the future, when academic seminars and important conferences are held here, the scholars will sit together and express their opinions.
The intense clash of ideas will create a truly exciting and captivating scene.
At each stop, the amazement in everyone's hearts spread like ripples, giving them a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of the scale and completeness of this institution.
Their eyes were filled with shock and admiration, and they couldn't help but feel a deep respect for the builders and planners of the university.
Afterwards, Qin Qianlu led everyone to the students' accommodation and dining area.
The prefect had already thoroughly researched the relevant circumstances of these places.
So when Lin Fu looked puzzled and his eyes showed confusion, the prefect immediately understood and began to explain softly and patiently.
The prefect's voice was calm and steady, neither too loud nor too soft, yet as clear and articulate as a meticulously choreographed piece of music.
He vividly described the cleanliness and comfort of the accommodation area, from the clean and tidy beds and neatly arranged wardrobes to the warm and pleasant dormitory environment.
The hygiene standards and related management arrangements for the dining area were explained in great detail.
From the strict selection of ingredients and the hygiene standards of the kitchen to the reasonable planning of meal times.
Through the prefect's vivid descriptions, Lin Fu quickly gained a comprehensive and in-depth understanding of these areas.
It felt as if I could personally experience the comfort and peace of mind that the students felt living here.
After visiting the three departments, Qin Qianluo stood quietly in place, her posture upright and elegant, like a proud pine tree standing tall in the snow.
Her gaze slowly swept over everything around her, her eyes filled with satisfaction and contentment—a pride and appreciation for the fruits of her labor.
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