"Dear leaders, professors, and students, on behalf of the school, I extend a warm welcome to you. We have persevered through the years, and the future depends on you..."
"Classmates, we are the new generation of vital force. Everything is difficult at the beginning. We must plan and complete certain learning targets every day, and then put our knowledge into practice. For example, students of agriculture, do the grass on the roadside change every day? Is it the same as described in the textbook? We gain truth through practice..."
“………”
Sun Ye had an epiphany halfway through listening: a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. He took out a pen from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, opened a brand new notebook, placed the notebook steadily on his knees, slightly bent his knees, lowered his head, and wrote down what he thought were the important points in the principal's speech, stroke by stroke.
At the meeting place, students in the seats were performing the same action in unison, no one was looking around, and their pens were pouring down quickly, writing in different fonts.
The principal's speech continued. Sun Ye only regretted that he did not write fast enough. His hand almost wrote double, but the handwriting was still recognizable. This was the bottom line Sun Ye set for himself. No matter what, the words had to be written so that they could be recognized. What was the point of writing words that you didn't recognize? It was a waste of ink and paper!
"Finally, I hope all teachers and students will make greater contributions to our country and our people. No matter which subject or department you are in, you are proud of our school now, and the school will be proud of you in the future!"
"My speech is over, thank you everyone!"
Sun Ye stopped writing and applauded with everyone else. He was worthy of being the president of Shuimu University. His words were emotional but also made sense. The content was solid but not boring, and every sentence hit the point.
If possible, Sun Ye hoped to print out the principal's speech and read it, as he only memorized about two or three tenths of it.
Another professor came to the stage to speak. He was someone Sun Ye was familiar with, his mentor - Professor Liu Chaobo!
Sun Ye welcomed the teacher to the stage with warm applause, even more vigorously than others, and the applause was particularly loud. He didn't know if he was too sensitive, but he always felt that the teacher seemed to glance at the agricultural department.
Having a crush on yourself might be a sign of looking for yourself.
Sun Ye's eyes were bright, as if there were stars twinkling in them, and his frozen body seemed to warm up, but the white air he exhaled dissipated in puffs.
The downside of a big place is that it's deserted and full of air conditioning. Fortunately, there are many people here today. Almost all the teachers and students in the school are here. With thousands of people, the auditorium is barely full.
With more people around, the fresh air in the air was quickly depleted. Sun Ye had no choice but to take out his all-purpose scarf and cover his nose with it, and nothing happened.
I don’t know if it works or not, but it’s good to comfort myself. Telling myself that I’m not breathing in someone else’s air makes me feel more comfortable.
"Hello, teachers, students, and leaders. I'm Liu Chaobo, the head of the Agricultural Sciences Department. Our principal has pretty much said everything I need to say, so I won't repeat myself. What I want to say is..."
"Seize this hard-earned opportunity, keep your feet on the ground, and move forward step by step. To be frank, the future of China rests in the hands of you, the students present here. The burden on you is not light..."
"We are surrounded by powerful nations. We need to break through their blockade. I'm sure you will all understand the difficulty of this later. Don't they want to blockade us? We won't do that. If we make something stronger and bigger than them, then we will possess unique technology, and they will be begging us..."
"To achieve these, it depends on you. Don't let down the expectations of our country and the people. Pressure is motivation. Scientific research has no end, and there is no limit to studying. Fellow students, work hard, work harder!"
"That's all for my speech. Thank you everyone!"
Professor Liu stepped down from the podium amidst the same applause. Sun Ye looked at the students next to him who were listening with great excitement, as if they had received a shot of stimulant. Their cheeks flushed and their hands clenched into fists.
But to be honest, Sun Ye's fluctuation was not that big. It was not even as big as the fluctuation she felt when she was admitted to Shuimu University.
Perhaps because I have lived long enough and seen a lot, I know that the rise and fall of human dynasties, and the countless changes, disappearances, and devourings over thousands of years, are all an evolution of the survival of the fittest. If you are strong, others will give you some ground when they see you. If you are weak, there is no need for a reason to slap you in the face.
The feeling was not deep, but it did not prevent her from admiring the resilience of this country and this nation. Bouncing back from the bottom and reaching the top is not a legend.
Next, several respected professors came to the stage to speak. This was the entire ceremony of the welcome ceremony at Shuimu University.
There were no fancy performances to welcome the new students, but rather solid and practical advice, which Sun Ye felt was better than anything else.
It was already five o'clock when the orientation ended. I had heard so much and had no time to digest it all, and my head was a little dizzy. But when the cold wind blew outside, I felt much more awake.
Sun Ye shook his heavy head and squinted his eyes to look at the gray sky. As for why he squinted, he kept staring at the notebook and writing down the key points. Later, his eyes became dry and blurry, and everything he saw outside was a little blurry. He could only squint to see it more clearly.
His stomach was growling with hunger and Sun Ye looked embarrassed. He was out there with so many people around, what was he going to do if his stomach didn't obey him?
But the sound continued. Sun Ye looked down at her stomach in confusion. No, this was not the sound of her stomach.
Sun Ye pretended that he had never felt embarrassed for others. He looked up calmly and met Wang Qingqing's eyes.
“Gurgle gurgle…”
My stomach started rumbling again, quite loudly. Passing classmates looked over at Sun Ye and Wang Qingqing, smiling kindly as if to show their understanding.
Sun Ye wanted to say that she could explain it. She guaranteed that the first two sounds were not her stomach growling, but the last one was the real one.
She was embarrassed too early.
Sun Ye imagined that he had disappeared into thin air, out of everyone's sight, and away from this extremely embarrassing place.
But the fact is that the two people stood in a row in the cold wind, suffering from the wind's care and feeling cold to the bone.
"How about we go get some food?"
Wang Qingqing asked cautiously. After the setback in the morning, she realized that classmate Sun Ye was rather indifferent.
"Let's go."
Sun Ye didn't say anything to refuse, and took the lead to walk towards the cafeteria. Don't ask why, the answer is that he was cold and hungry!
She didn't want to go hungry. Her greatest hobby in life was eating all kinds of delicious food, and she couldn't bear to go hungry.
Wang Qingqing was stunned and chased after him.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, it was crowded and the line was very long. Sun Ye had no choice but to abide by the rules and line up at the end.
The aroma of food on the table next to him kept coming into Sun Ye's nose, making him even hungrier.
Sun Ye's expression remained calm and composed, and she never lost the slightest bit of her composure in public. She couldn't let her demeanor as the high priestess fall.
The team moved forward steadily. In front of Sun Ye was a male student. He was not very old and looked like a recent graduate. He seemed to come from a well-off family. The difference in his dress compared to others was obvious at a glance.
There is a scholarly air, and he seems gentle and weak, which is somewhat similar to the temperament of Professor Liu.
He was the only one left in front of Sun Ye. He looked quite likable but his words were unpleasant to the ears. He was about to leave as soon as he opened his mouth. The dish that Sun Ye had been thinking about was the last spoonful. She understood the first-come-first-served principle, but it did not prevent her from complaining about the regret in her heart.
The dishes with a bit of oily smell were all cooked, so Sun Ye could only make some stewed cabbage with less oil, and scooped a spoonful of corn grits rice for rice. Rice was too expensive, costing three cents per ounce, which was enough to buy two servings of the corn grits rice in her hand.
Try to save as much as you can. She can't find a way to increase income, so she can only rely on her family. Try to save as much as possible so as not to put too much burden on Sun's parents.
I don't know when free trade will be allowed. She is good at handwork, and she can make a few dollars by buying some things and making them and selling them. Who would complain about having too much money?
Sun Ye doesn’t know about the existence of the black market yet, otherwise, given her personality, she would definitely go out and explore it.
As for the point that it is bad for scholars to be covered in the stink of money, Sun Ye doesn't care at all. She won't lose a single cent by saying it. If you have the ability, then you can just not eat or drink. Everything you eat and drink is bought with the stink of money.
Her mind raced for a moment as she picked up her plate and went to find a seat. There were too many people there, and after searching for a seat from one end to the other, she saw someone get up and leave. Sun Ye didn't think twice and sat down. The bench was still warm, saving her from having to sit on it cold.
The cleanliness obsession that he developed in the Elf Forest has completely disappeared under the care of Sun Ma.
Wang Qingqing followed Sun Ye and sat down next to her. Sun Ye didn't have the energy to say anything and just shoveled rice into her mouthful.
The speed is not slow, but the posture is pleasing to the eye.
At least the female comrade sitting opposite Sun Ye had stopped eating unconsciously, staring blankly at Sun Ye while he was eating, and then took a mouthful of rice and put it into her mouth as if it were a delicacy.
A feast for the eyes!
Finally I know where this word came from. With such a beauty by your side, even the most ordinary food can be enjoyed with gusto.
At this moment, Sun Ye only wanted to finish the food in front of him and offer sacrifice to his internal organs.
She ate most of the food in one go before slowly slowing down. She knew that eating quickly was bad for the stomach. She had eaten a little too fast just now, so it should be okay to slow down now.
Sun Ye was aware of the gaze of the classmate opposite him, but since it was not malicious, he pretended not to see it.
Another person who was impressed by beauty.
In Sun Ye's family, only Old Lady Sun is a little obsessed with appearance. Most people in the world are always more tolerant of beautiful things.
After dinner, I returned to the dormitory. All my roommates had already returned. The two people I just met today were packing their books, apparently to take them out.
Sun Ye opened the cabinet and turned her back to her roommate so that no one could see what she was doing. She took out a piece of money/bill wrapped in a scarf from the lining of her most patched clothes. She counted it in the dim light and found that there were more than fourteen yuan left. She had a total of fifteen yuan and had spent more than twenty cents in just two days.
It's only one cent a day, and it's all spent before I even buy anything. It's really wasteful.
She has to find a way to make some money, so she can go out and see how things go on the weekend.
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