The person who greeted us at the registration desk was an old man with a braid. He looked very refined and stood out among the group of students with short hair and black hats.
But he didn't seem to care about his unusual appearance.
The old man took out a thick booklet, picked up a fine mouse-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and hung it on the paper.
"Name."
Cheng Muyun: "Xu Zhuohua."
Xu Zhuohua added: "Bright and beautiful."
The old man raised his head, looked at Xu Zhuohua, and a dim light flashed in his dim eyes. "Youthful talents are waiting to shine, so be diligent and hardworking. The name you have chosen is good. I, the great Chinese nation, am waiting to see how you young people will make it shine."
The thick ink left three powerful characters on the paper, and Xu Zhuohua suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.
People of this era know this, and they eagerly anticipate the emergence of someone who can save this era, while also understanding that the road ahead is long and requires perseverance.
Isn't it a kind of helplessness to place your hopes on the younger generation?
Which college?
Cheng Muyun looked at Xu Zhuohua, "Which one do you want to choose?"
Xu Zhuohua looked at the names of the four colleges: the College of Arts, the College of Science, the College of Law, and the College of Medicine.
"I choose the Faculty of Arts, because in chaotic times, the world should be governed by literature."
Cheng Muyun wanted to refute something, but the old man spoke first: "Good child, you have great ambitions. Just for that sentence, I will write a big 'Excellent' on your test paper."
Xu Zhuohua was secretly surprised, "Who are you?"
Cheng Muyun said, "This is Dr. Lin Shuwen from the Aurora University Faculty of Arts."
Good heavens!
Lin Shuwen!
Xu Zhuohua nearly lost his footing; this was an even more important figure.
He can be said to be the first person to move from the conservative to the reformist faction. His ideas have influenced countless famous figures and can be said to be a pillar of the cultural heritage of the South!
However, since this person's photos always showed him as a skinny, emaciated old man with a receding hairline, Xu Zhuohua hadn't thought of it that way.
Lin Shuwen smiled and handed over a thin wooden tag. "Okay, take this to the library to get your books and a class schedule. Remember, I teach history."
Xu Zhuohua accepted it, showing great respect for the old man in front of her.
At this moment, Lin Shuwen had not yet cut off his queue, the shame of Dongzhou that would provoke the anger of the Chinese people had not yet occurred, and the bloody movement had not yet taken place. Everything was the calm before the storm.
She will have the opportunity to observe these famous figures up close, understand their inner journeys, and witness Lin Shuwen cutting off her braid on the Arc de Triomphe in New Sea City.
No one knows what kind of fatal attraction this has for a history fanatic!
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Inside the library, the man behind the counter wore a long gown that looked tattered and worn, with many frayed cuffs. He tried to patch it up with the same fabric as much as possible, but the rough stitching was still immediately noticeable.
The man's face still carried the youthful innocence of a teenager, but when he was engrossed in his books, he exuded a mature air and didn't notice anyone entering.
Cheng Muyun, dressed in a brownish-red suit, broke the silence with the creaking sound of his leather shoes on the wooden floor.
The man still didn't look up, standing behind the large counter without moving.
Xu Zhuohua glanced at Cheng Muyun furtively, wondering if he could bear being ignored.
With a smile on his lips, Cheng Muyun raised his knee and stomped heavily on the floor, finally eliciting a response from the man behind the counter.
He looked up, and behind his round, black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were filled with confusion.
The moment Xu Zhuohua saw his face, one word popped into her mind: justice.
His chin was square, his lips were resolute, and his face was fair with dark eyebrows; he was a scholar, yet also resembled a warrior.
Xu Zhuohua had seen this face many times. His photo was displayed in the school corridor, in the most conspicuous position, the highest position, with the largest area, and the most determined gaze watching over every student who walked past the building.
Every time Xu Zhuohua passed by that building, he would admire the man's demeanor, and his words, which had influenced countless people, seemed to be about to come out.
Xiao Wuxin pushed up his glasses and said with some delight, "Mu Yun?"
Cheng Muyun smiled and said, "It's been so long, you're still the same."
Xiao Wuxin looked down at his less-than-presentable long robe. "Sigh, you're making fun of me again."
Xu Zhuohua was stunned into silence.
Xiao Wuxin! What?! You know him?! Cheng Muyun!
They seem to know each other quite well?
Cheng Muyun introduced to Xu Zhuohua: "Don't be fooled by his shabby clothes, this is Xiao Wuxin, the son of the Minister of Education."
Xiao Wuxin stepped out from behind the counter. "And who is this?"
Cheng Muyun put his arm around Xu Zhuohua's shoulder. "Xu Zhuohua, the eldest daughter of the Xu family in Dongzhou."
Xiao Wuxin suddenly realized, "Oh, so it's your childhood betrothal."
Xu Zhuohua was a little puzzled. How come everyone around Cheng Muyun knew that he had a childhood betrothal?
"My name is Xiao Wuxin, also from Dongzhou. Mu Yun and I are brothers who grew up together."
History books say that both of them were from Dongzhou, but no one says that they were brothers!
Xu Zhuohua broke free from Cheng Muyun's embrace and handed over the small wooden sign, saying, "I've come to collect the book."
Xiao Wuxin took the sign and said, "Xu Zhuohua, what a nice name."
Xu Zhuohua smiled slightly, and Xiao Wuxin continued, "The name is good, and the person is beautiful."
Cheng Muyun puffed out his chest. "Tsk, what are you saying? This is my man."
Xiao Wuxin smiled warmly, "I know, I know. By the way, what made you think of sending someone to Aurora University to study?"
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