Chapter 383 What the hell? Department of Archaeology
The only thing these clothes can do is to take them out to see the sun and give them a few knocks and beatings.
wash……
So in the next month, don’t even think about wearing this dress.
They were all frozen into lumps of ice.
…
After Wen Ran entered school, he never carefully looked into which category he was in.
The class meeting was about to start. Yun Miao asked Wen Ran about his department. Wen Ran was confused and said, "Ah? Do you know what your major is now?"
She remembered that when she applied for her major, she chose Chinese Language and Literature.
However, after entering the school, I also communicated with many people.
Only then did I know that you applied for this major and were indeed admitted to this school.
It can only prove that you are from this school, but it cannot prove that you are majoring in this field.
There are also adjustments and the like in it.
Wen Ran thought that after arriving at the school, it would be announced once more.
As a result, it seems that there is no
"yes."
Yun Miao was a little puzzled. "When you reported a few days ago, didn't the teacher who gave you the key mention this?"
Wen Ran: “…”
Mentioned it, eh?
She was a little unsure.
At first, I was just thinking about watching the fun and tasting West Lake Longjing and Biluochun teas, so I didn't have time to think about what my major was.
Taking a deep breath, he said calmly, "I forgot."
"It's okay," Yun Miao said cheerfully, "Where's the folder I gave you? Take it out and I'll find it for you."
"Wait a moment."
Open the cabinet and take out the folder.
Wen Ran smiled, "If I remember correctly, it should be the Chinese Language Department. When I applied for the exam, I chose this major."
"oops!"
Yun Miao also had an impatient temper. He saw Wen Ran twisting the rope tied to the leather folder over and over again, and couldn't untie it after a long time.
He hurriedly took action and circumvented it in no time.
Then, he took out the name tag inside, turned it over and saw three big words engraved on the back.
Department of Archaeology.
Yun Miao: “……?”
She stumbled, "No, you are an archaeologist?"
Wen Ran: “???”
She suspected that there was something wrong with her memory.
"How is that possible?" Wen Ran's eyes widened. "I chose Chinese Language and Literature."
Wen Ran couldn't believe it and thought Yun Miao was teasing her.
He reached out and took the name tag directly.
Turn it over and take a closer look.
But, according to the name tag, it is indeed the Department of Archaeology.
Wen Ran: “…”
What’s the difference between this and a bolt from the blue?
Does this mean that she will have to deal with tombs every day from now on?
Holding a small brush, covered in dust, brushing every day!
While people here were in despair, over there, in the Archaeology Department office, people were in ecstasy.
"Ahahahaha! It's been three days. Three whole days, and I haven't received any student transfer request. What does that mean?
This means that our little junior sister has been kept! ”
"I'm not saying that she won't be angry if we rashly change her choice."
The person who spoke was a petite girl with two buns on her head, one on the left and one on the right.
She smacked her lips. "After all, Chinese language and literature are not the same as archaeology. We can only say that they are completely unrelated!"
"Well, look at what you said. Didn't you say all the ugly words in advance when you were admitted?
Obey the adjustment, what are you worried about? ”
Anyway, as long as they refuse to admit it, who can do anything to them?
"By the way, why did you suddenly bring a female student here? Does she have a strong background?"
"It's not that she has a strong background, it's that she has a strong destiny. Don't worry, the place that we couldn't handle before may be able to be handled smoothly. Now that she is here, everything will be done smoothly."
"What? You can't..."
"Humph! Everything is possible."
…
Wen Ran just collapsed for a moment, and then he gave up quickly.
It doesn't matter, I can slack off anywhere anyway.
As long as there are many people in the archaeology department, she will never stand out.
The boat will straighten itself out when it reaches the bridgehead. At this point, it is useless to think too much...
Wen Ran was very calm, but Shen Ruoli beside him was unusually quiet, and even showed a thoughtful look.
He looked at Wen Ran, even sized him up, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Wen Ran noticed it and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
"No," Shen Ruoli said succinctly, "It's just that I think you might be very suitable for the Archaeology Department."
Wen Ran: "What the hell?"
"You are strong! Even if you go to do archaeology, it won't have much impact on you."
It was obvious that he was an expert. Wen Ran curiously asked, "How did you know?"
"My family lives nearby, and I've heard a little about this," Shen Ruoli asked again, "Do you usually like reading?"
Between hypocrisy and honesty, Wen Ran chose to be honest, "I don't like it very much."
Reading is not as relaxing as strolling up and down the mountain.
Climb up trees to take bird eggs, go to rivers to catch fish and so on.
Isn’t it more comfortable than reading a book?
“That’s fine,” Shen Ruoli explained, “Chinese language and literature means dealing with books every day.
If you really study this professionally, I’m not kidding you, even when you go out to eat, you have to put a book under your armpit…”
That situation is miserable just thinking about it.
But inexplicably, Hong Guo's figure appeared in Wen Ran's mind.
Her sister seems to be like this, always tucks a book under her armpit and learns wherever she goes.
Compared to her natural lazy character, Hongguo seemed to cherish the opportunity to study very much.
"Okay," Wen Ran was completely relieved at this time.
Digging mud all day long is better than studying with books all day long.
Taking a deep breath, at night, the freshmen went to evening self-study, and Wen Ran, after asking around, finally found the classroom of the Archaeology Department.
Good news, found it.
Bad news, nothing happened.
Wen Ran: “…”
The classroom was dark. Wen Ran took a deep breath and told himself not to be angry, not to be angry.
"Depend on!"
I'm not angry, that's fake!
Since he couldn't find anyone, Wen Ran didn't plan to just wait here.
He simply stomped his feet and turned back.
As soon as I walked over here, two voices were heard from the corner.
"I was so scared. She shouldn't have noticed us, right?"
"No, if I had found out, I would definitely not have the same attitude as now."
"Xiang Shuang, can you be more capable? A junior sister scared you like this?"
Xiang Shuang stood up and rolled his eyes, "I'm not scared at all, I just know that my master is not doing his job well and I feel guilty.
Anyway, we should not get involved until the master meets this junior sister. ”
In fact, Chang Sun Xi also had this plan.
The wicked and shameless thing was done by the master.
Why should these students have to take the blame?
It's not fair.
Every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor.
Go find whoever does the wrong thing.
(End of this chapter)
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