The next morning, even though it was the weekend, Ye Yi got up early because he was going to start a week of closed training.
Upon arriving at the school, Ye Yi was surprised to find that, despite it being the weekend, many students were still studying there.
"Hey? Isn't this the academic genius? Are you here to study too? Why don't we study together?" A classmate who clearly recognized Ye Yi said with a bright look in his eyes.
"Uh... sorry, maybe next time. I have something to do," Ye Yi said, rubbing his nose somewhat awkwardly.
"Okay." Although Ye Yi didn't agree, which disappointed the student, he still left the school gate happily after hearing Ye Yi's words.
Seeing this, Ye Yi suddenly realized that Peking University High School did not have mandatory weekend tutoring or evening self-study sessions; these relied entirely on self-discipline. Additionally, teachers were on duty at the school on weekends and evenings to answer students' questions.
Although it's not mandatory, many students voluntarily stay to study, since the learning atmosphere on campus is much better.
At this point, I don't know what to say about Ye Yi. Ye Yi has never attended evening self-study or weekend self-study, but he always ranks in the top three in the grade, even while writing a novel.
Therefore, it must be said that the fate of the protagonist Ye Yi is indeed very enviable.
Ye Yi waited at the school gate for a while, and Yang Zhuyi finally slowly appeared in Ye Yi's sight.
Seeing his teacher appear, Ye Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because he could finally leave.
During the short half hour Ye Yi waited, he received numerous requests from classmates to study together, including many girls.
This made Ye Yi, who had been refusing, feel somewhat embarrassed.
Fortunately, Yang Zhuyi has finally arrived.
Yang Zhu yawned and then said to Ye Yi.
"You're here so early? I thought you'd sleep in, so I got up a little later."
Hearing Yang Zhuyi's words, Ye Yi was speechless. Although he wanted to complain, he held back.
Ye Yi asked dryly.
"What about the others? Where will we train?"
"Huh? The others? They went over last night. I'll take you there later. They're probably having their first class right now," Yang Zhu said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Ye Yi was even more speechless and couldn't help but complain.
"Old Yang, we'll get a ticket for driving while fatigued. Don't you want that?"
"It's alright, I'm an experienced driver. Besides, the place is very close, don't worry," Yang Zhu said, waving his hand.
Left with no other choice, Ye Yi obediently got into Yang Zhuyi's car.
After all, Ye Yi himself really didn't know where the road lay.
Perhaps afraid of falling asleep, Yang Zhu chatted with Ye Yi about math problems along the way.
It has to be said that math problems might be a good way for struggling students to fall asleep, but for high-achieving students, they are something that gets more and more exciting the more they talk about them.
Ye Yi and Yang Zhuyi chatted all the way, and from Yang Zhuyi's initial drowsiness to her current excited expression, who knows what they went through.
Finally, the car stopped in front of a university.
When Ye Yi looked up, he saw that the university was a campus of Peking University.
However, when I thought about how Professor Yang was the vice dean of Peking University, I immediately understood why the training camp was held here.
After all, Elder Yang is a national treasure, and this was done to avoid troubling him too much.
Yang Zhu parked the car outside the gate, took Ye Yi's luggage from the trunk, and led Ye Yi into the campus.
As Yang Zhuyi walked along the road, she looked around with a nostalgic gaze, indicating that she had once been on this campus.
At this moment, Yang Zhu spoke up.
"You'll be staying in Boya Pavilion, which is a dormitory for doctoral students. The environment is very good, and there are two people per room. It's also very close to where Professor Yang is giving you intensive training. However, most of the students living in Boya Pavilion are doctoral students in the humanities from Peking University."
Upon hearing Yang Zhuyi's explanation, Ye Yi nodded, indicating that he understood.
Yang Zhu then went on to introduce the long history of Peking University and various legends.
It couldn't help but feel a desire to entice Ye Yi to Peking University.
In fact, given Ye Yi's current level, he could easily be admitted to any university in China through special admission.
Ye Yi simply didn't have time to pursue early admission, since it requires university entrance exams and interviews. Therefore, Ye Yi chose to enter university by filling out his application form.
Yang Zhuyi also wanted to recruit Ye Yi for his university, so he told Ye Yi about all the good things about Peking University, hoping to attract him.
The two arrived outside Boya Pavilion. At the dormitory management office, Yang Zhu helped Ye Yi complete the check-in procedures.
After taking the luggage into the room, he led Ye Yi to Elder Yang's training camp.
Looking at the college students around him, some exercising and others quietly reading, a flash of reminiscence crossed Ye Yi's eyes, but no one noticed.
Upon arriving outside a large classroom, Yang Zhu knocked on the door and stood waiting.
"Who is it?" a familiar voice rang out from inside the door.
“Teacher, it’s me,” Yang Zhuyi said respectfully.
"Oh, Zhu Yi. Is that Xiao Yezi? Xiao Yang, go open the door."
The door was slowly opened, and a young man stepped out.
Upon seeing Yang Zhu, the young man greeted him respectfully.
"Senior brother."
"Hello, junior brother, my name is Yang Zhuyi." Yang Zhuyi smiled and extended his hand.
The young man also extended his hand and shook hands with Yang Zhu.
"Senior brother, my name is Chen Yangfeng," the young man introduced himself.
At this moment, Yang Zhu pulled Ye Yi over and introduced him.
"This is my student, Ye Yi. I hope you'll take care of him, junior brother."
"Definitely, definitely," Chen Yangfeng quickly agreed.
Just as the two were trying to further cultivate their relationship, Old Yang's voice suddenly rang out.
"Zhu Yi, stop trying to build rapport and come in quickly."
Upon hearing their teacher's voice, though not stern, the two shivered involuntarily and exchanged an awkward glance.
He then led Ye Yi into the room.
Upon entering the room, Yang Zhu found it to be extremely large, a classroom that could accommodate over a hundred students.
There were thirty students already working on their problems in their seats.
On the podium, Mr. Yang and two other elderly people were chatting.
Upon seeing this, Yang Zhu obediently greeted them.
"Old Chen, Old Feng."
The two elderly men who were chatting with Yang Zhu also stopped their conversation and nodded to Yang Zhu.
However, the two old men quickly focused their attention on Ye Yi behind Yang Zhuyi.
Seeing this, Ye Yi also respectfully called out.
"Old Yang, Old Chen, Old Feng."
"Little Yezi has finally arrived," Old Yang said with a smile.
The students who were working on their problems were drawn by the sound and looked up.
At this moment, Chen Yangfeng shouted loudly.
"Just focus on the problems and don't worry about anything else. Get the problems in front of you done quickly."
Immediately, all the students lowered their heads and started working on the problems again.
Looking at the stern Chen Yangfeng, Ye Yi immediately understood that Chen Yangfeng would be the manager of this training camp.
Old Yang's main role was to teach classes and help Ye Yi and others solve problems they didn't understand.
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