Chapter 142
Song Zuwen and the others were noisily changing their clothes when suddenly a beam of light refracted into the room, then quickly disappeared through a thin crack. They immediately looked over.
"We were just talking about whether you were going directly to the classroom." Seeing the person coming, Song Zuwen hurriedly buttoned up his clothes and casually fiddled with his hair twice.
Lu Qin said good morning, took off his bag, and opened the wardrobe. "Have you guys eaten yet?"
"Not yet, let's eat later."
Lu Qin had already found the shirt he wanted, put it on quickly, and threw the clothes he was wearing into the basin to soak.
Their eyes were fixed on him. As expected, their squad leader Lu paid great attention to his image, from his clothes to his hairstyle.
Song Zu had casually tucked his shirt into his trousers, but after seeing his movements, he lowered his head and tugged at it. Finally, seeing that there was really no time left, he quickly told him that they should leave first.
"Lu Qin, if you need anything, we will bring it to you." Cao Hai walked in the middle and straightened the bag.
"It's okay, I've eaten." Lu Qin waved his hand and urged them to go to the cafeteria quickly.
Almost as soon as they left the house, Lu Qin picked up his bag and prepared to leave.
Someone next door happened to see him coming out and said, "Good morning, squad leader."
Lu Qin replied with a smile, "Good morning, have you eaten yet?"
The person who greeted him didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. "Not yet."
"Go eat early, you still have classes later." Lu Qin waved his hand and left.
On the first day of school, everyone was excited and enthusiastic. The lights in the classroom were turned on shortly after dawn.
Lu Qin stood at the classroom door to prevent them from rushing into the wrong classroom.
His iconic face was instantly recognizable. Those who arrived early walked at a leisurely pace, while those who arrived later had to run while trying to find their classroom.
When he saw someone coming, he raised his hand and said, "The Economic Law Class 1 is here."
"Don't worry, class hasn't started yet."
A group of students who were feeling nervous about the start of the school year felt so relieved after hearing this.
Song Zuwen and the other two arrived late, so Lu Qin gestured for them to go in first and help them secure a seat. But as the squad leader, he couldn't take the good seats first.
The professor in charge of teaching economic law in the first class was an old professor with gray hair.
Lu Qin looked forward and saw that he was holding two books in his hands. Both were old. He saw the teacher put one of the books down and then opened the one on top.
Tan Mingcheng looked at the students below. He turned his head and coughed without making a sound. He then wrote his name on the blackboard with his backhand. "My name is Tan Mingcheng. Today we will first discuss the theory of planning."
His exposed hands were covered with traces of time and many old scars, and it was obvious that they had been healed for some time.
Lu Qin wasn't surprised to hear this theory, which wasn't the market theory he'd imagined. He chose a comfortable sitting position, raised his head and chest, and looked forward.
After Tan Mingcheng finished speaking, he saw the students below staring at him curiously. He inexplicably met a pair of exceptionally bright eyes. He paused, and an idea came to his mind. "Starting with our country's system..."
Brush up, as a qualified or even excellent student, taking notes is a must.
Song Zuwen and the other two heard the noise and turned to look. Seeing Lu Qin taking notes quickly, they also hurriedly picked up their pens and started taking notes.
Those in the front row, caught a glimpse of the noise or heard it, and began frantically searching for their pens. A studious atmosphere spreads, and this class is known for its eagerness to learn.
Time passed quickly. Tan Mingcheng was so exhausted from talking that his mouth was dry, but he still didn't take out the book he had held down. "Okay, let's stop here for today's class."
Lu Qin closed his notebook, picked it up and walked across the aisle, "Teacher."
Tan Mingcheng recognized him as the student who had been listening attentively in class just now, but he still subconsciously became a little wary. He pulled his bag tightly and asked, "Does this student have any questions?"
"Hello, teacher. I'm the monitor of Economic Law Class 1. I just wanted to come up and express my gratitude. Your lecture today was very interesting."
Tan Mingcheng was startled for a moment, then nodded and smiled gently, "That's good, as long as you understand."
After Tan Mingcheng left with his bag, he ran into several other teachers who were leaving work at the same time. They exchanged glances and nodded in understanding. Past experiences had made them wary, and they always finished their first university course with a heavy heart.
After the teacher left, the students below were whispering to each other. Lu Qin clapped his hands and said, "I have notes here. If you don't have time to take notes, you can take them and take notes."
Everyone looked at each other, and finally someone accepted the kindness.
"Thank you, squad leader. I didn't remember the whole sentence before."
Lu Qin handed the boy his notes and said, "You're welcome!" Then he turned and told his three roommates, who were chatting with others, to leave. Song Zuwen chatted with the man for a few more words before quickening his pace to join him.
"Hey, they just said that the department store has a lot of Shanghai products, and we want to go take a look. Lu Qin, do you want to go?"
Lu Qin's ears perked up, he was interested, "Of course I want to go."
He happened to want to check out the Shanghai Stock Exchange products that have always been highly praised. It seems that the whole country uses Shanghai Stock Exchange products as a high standard for judgment.
The three comrades sighed. None of them had ever been to a shopping mall in Ningchuan City. Although they were curious, they were a little hesitant. As long as Lu Qin agreed, they could just follow him. It would only take two days, and Lu Qin gave them a very reliable feeling.
After lunch, everyone put on what they thought were their most stylish clothes and cleanest shoes. But no matter how they dressed, they couldn't avoid Lu Qin; his face was there.
As a result, when the group got downstairs, they were all stunned by the huge crowds of people.
"No way, so many people are here to grab things today" The products from Shanghai are so popular in Ningchuan City.
Lu Qin saw a typical European face passing by, with deep eye sockets, fair skin, and a strong body.
Lu Qin stopped a woman carrying a cloth bag and wearing black leather shoes and said, "Hello."
Comrade Zhang Lanhua was about to go in to watch the fun when a hand suddenly thrust itself in front of her. She took two steps back and looked up, only to be met with a handsome face. A gay man's pleasant voice reached her ears.
Lu Qin blinked, "Sister, excuse me for disturbing you. We are students from Ningda University. We heard that there are new products from Shanghai. Today..."
He pointed, with an incredible expression on his face, "Are you all here to buy?"
Zhang Lanhua glanced at her clothes and was delighted when he called her "sister." "Ningda, you guys are not from here, right?"
Lu Qin said modestly, "No, we are all from other places, but we like this city very much."
Zhang Lanhua nodded. Seeing that more and more people were coming, she explained to him enthusiastically, "This is the Ningchuan Trade Fair held every year in Ningchuan City. Did you see any outsiders just now? They are some kind of agents or merchants who live in Ningchuan. I forgot their names. Anyway, their products are on display here. Some of them can be bought directly after the exhibition, but they also take some of our fabrics with them when they leave."
They come here just to grab these things. If they don't buy them, they will just look at them and find them rare.
"Sister, those who came here should have been approved by the higher-ups, right?"
"Of course." Zhang Lanhua nodded as if she knew the answer. That's what she had heard.
After all, if there is no approval, foreigners can come here
"Thank you, sister. I won't keep you any longer."
Lu Qin thought about it, so this thing was probably related to foreign exchange. And thinking carefully, they sell some of their worthless daily necessities, sell them at high prices here, and then take away their country's labor products at low prices. Isn't that just fleecing the sheep?
Song Zuwen and the other three stood a meter away from them, muttering to each other. He nudged Cao Hai with his elbow and lowered his voice, "Why do you think Lu Qin has so many sisters?"
Cao Hai didn't understand, "Ah, what sister?"
Song Zuwen, "Forget it, you don't know either. Zhang Jianjun, do you know?"
Zhang Jianjun also shook his head.
Lu Qin said goodbye to his eldest sister with a smile. He raised his hand and beckoned them over, "Let's go in and take a look."
Cao Hai squeezed through the crowd and walked up to him, "Lu Qin, what's going on? There are so many people here today?"
"There's a Ning Trade Fair here, let's go and have a look." It's probably impossible to squeeze in now. The only people entering now are local or out-of-town manufacturers.
What is Ningjiaohui?
"I don't know."
Even people from this province don’t know, let alone a few from other provinces.
After all, you need a letter of introduction to go out. Who dares to run around?
They followed him up the stairs, and someone exclaimed, "That's not from our country!"
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