Chapter 135 Your Senior Might Not Be Human
There is an unwritten rule in the Agricultural University that all plants in the flower beds and on the edges of the fields should not be disturbed, because you never know which inconspicuous little flower may be the homework of the seniors.
While several people in Dormitory 206 were wandering around, they also watched a verbal fight.
"Can you please keep your cows under control? Half of my work has been eaten again!"
This is the crazy senior from the botany department.
"I take it out for a walk every day, and I can't stop it from chewing on me!"
This is the helpless animal husbandry senior.
Cui Yanyang leaned over to Hang Jingshu's ear and whispered:
"I heard that the head of the animal science department and the head of the agriculture department had a fight a few days ago because the cattle, sheep and geese raised by their animal husbandry and veterinary majors ate a lot of the work of the agriculture students."
Hang Jingshu looked dazed: "What should I do?"
It will be too late to replant after the crops are eaten.
Cui Yanyang shrugged helplessly: "I failed the exam."
…
Failing a course is so easy.
Although the class had not started yet, Hang Jingshu began to worry.
Crops are different from other things. The data can still be recovered, but if this thing is eaten, it will be gone forever.
In the early morning, there are not only students and teachers walking around the school, but also various seniors.
Cows, geese, ducks and even horses. Here, the senior may not be referring to humans.
Moreover, the students here are in very good spirits. No one will dislike them once they put on the straw hat. As long as they don't step on the seedlings I planted, everything is fine.
Seeing Hang Jingshu's serious expression, Song Yue kindly comforted her:
"Just be content. We are just planting some crops. The seniors from the animal husbandry and veterinary department not only have to observe the feces, but also have to dig it out themselves.
Studying wildlife protection is even worse. Following the instructor, we run all over the mountains and plains just to track the feces of various wild animals..."
Wow, what a flavorful experience.
Hang Jingshu suddenly thought of something and asked, "We have to make our own fertilizer, right?"
The three people suddenly became quiet: ...
Wen Cheng cried, "It seems to be the case. I forgot about it. I should have chosen finance."
Song Yue said in a faint voice: "You can't escape studying finance management at the Agricultural College~~"
Agricultural University is so down-to-earth.
Military training?
Just go to the fields, no military training is needed.
A straw hat, a sickle, and a tricycle are the standard equipment for agricultural students.
Of course, in order to welcome the new students, a welcome party must be held.
On the night when all the students in dormitory 206 arrived, Hang Jingshu saw their homeroom teacher, Mr. Yu.
Teacher Yu is currently studying for a master's degree and is also the head teacher of Hang Jingshu's class.
As expected of a teacher from the Agricultural University, Mr. Yu looked very healthy. Hang Jingshu looked at his slightly sloppy trousers and hair that seemed to be covered in dirt...
Teacher Yu is definitely a practical talent.
People say that being a teacher has no future now, mainly because of the low salary. But if you stay on campus and become a teacher at a university, the situation is completely different.
Only the best of the best can stay in school.
Teacher Yu also heard that the top scholar from Jibei Province was here, but he was a little disappointed when he saw Hang Jingshu.
It would be strange if such a delicate and tender person could work in the fields!
I guess it won’t be long before I’ll be crying and asking to change my major!
Anyway, the internal transfer of majors in Huinong University is not very strict, and it mainly depends on local conditions.
If this student is really not good at farming, there is nothing we can do.
What should we do if others are planting wheat and getting plenty of it, but some are getting nothing at all?
The scores of children who can get into Agricultural University are not low, especially in northern Hebei, where the score line is much higher than that in the south. We can't let our children never graduate.
If this kind of land is not suitable for growing crops, just raise animals!
It’s impossible that if plants cannot be grown, all animals will die.
If this is true...
Then study finance. Counting saplings is also a leisurely thing.
After taking a look around Dormitory 206, Teacher Yu was most impressed by Cui Yanyang.
This female student is tall enough and probably has enough strength to stay in this major.
As for the other three...
Let's leave it to fate, alas.
Hang Jingshu is also innocent. She has not been out of bed since last year. She is young and has a fast metabolism, so the white spots are normal.
Seventeen or eighteen is the age when girls change a lot. After not being exposed to the sun for a year, Hang Jingshu completely changed from a dark-skinned little black girl to a boiled egg.
Not only is my skin smooth and poreless, there isn't even a single pimple.
The shiny black hair is smooth and vertical, and the complexion doesn’t look yellow even after staying up late. This is youth!
It also comes with a buff that allows you to eat more without gaining weight.
Otherwise, why does everyone want to stay young forever?
But being young is not enough; being young and rich is the ultimate dream.
Mr. Yu's purpose of coming today was very simple, to see the situation of the class he was in charge of, and then to inform that the opening ceremony would be held tomorrow night.
"There will be speeches by outstanding freshmen, and you all must go! You must be called upon."
After saying this, Teacher Yu hurried to the next dormitory to continue notifying.
He was a male teacher, and it was inconvenient for him to enter the girls' dormitory. He finished what he wanted to say faster than anyone else.
Song Yue saw Teacher Yu covering his mouth and laughing, and when he could no longer see him, he shared a piece of fresh gossip:
"I heard that Mr. Yu used to dress very handsomely every day, but after he became a class teacher, he started to slack off."
Wen Cheng usually doesn't like to talk much, but he was very curious when he heard this: "Why? Could it be that after learning to a certain level, one starts to not care about one's image?"
Song Yue blinked mysteriously and said in a low voice:
"I heard that Mr. Yu was in his prime a few years ago. After getting married and having a wife by his side, he dressed up nicely every day, and as a result, some female students pursued him.
This scared Mr. Yu. For the sake of the stability and harmony of his family and the subject he was researching, he became like this. "
People who go to university are basically in the same age group, so it is normal for female students to have a crush on handsome and knowledgeable teachers.
They are all at the age when young hormones are stirring. Compared with students from other schools, students at Agricultural University are much more low-key.
Nowadays, there is a saying circulating among universities: Beijing University is hard, Peking University is fun, and when it comes to love, choose Normal University.
Beijing University places great emphasis on science, and the heavy academic workload can make people go bald and have no time for romance.
Kyoto University itself is a place where poetry societies are prevalent, and the writers are romantic in their nature, so they are naturally more relaxed and casual in their daily lives.
The distribution of men and women in the Normal University is the most balanced, and usually there are several people who fall in love with each other at the beginning of the school year.
Compared with students from these schools, the knowledge that students at the Agricultural University need to learn is a bit more earthy. No one can be refined when dealing with the land.
As for the Poetry Society?
Freshmen may still have the energy to do it at the beginning of the new semester, but I guess they will all become quiet by the time they are sophomores.
They even set up a poetry club. It seems that they don't have enough land to cultivate.
Come on, come on, I’ll give you two more acres of experimental fields and a few more topics.
It is a fantasy that seniors who work hard during the day would have the interest to join a poetry club at night.
If you dare to disturb their sleep, you'll be lucky if you don't get hit with a hoe!