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Text Chapter 15 We are actually in the same class?

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    "Silence, silence, all new students, first of all, welcome to the family of Tunghai University. Tunghai University is a university with strong strength and first-class teaching quality. Our school has"

    The orientation meeting has begun.

    A middle-aged man in a suit stood at the highest position in the middle of the playground, holding a microphone and saying some written words of praise for Tunghai University.

    "Next, I would like to invite President Zhao of Tunghai University, Zhao Nianxiu, to come forward and speak. Everyone applauds and welcomes him."

    The loud sound was followed by warm applause.

    Under the gazes of the students, the sixty-year-old old principal walked onto the stage. The old principal Zhao Nianxiu¡¯s hair was half gray and there were many wrinkles on his face, but he gave people a very energetic and sharp look.  Nothing like the dullness of old age.

    His eyes were very sharp, and he stretched out his hand to suppress the applause. The students stopped applauding and looked at the principal who was quite famous in the domestic literary circle with excitement on his face.  I believe that every student knows the name Zhao Nianxiu. He is not only a famous writer, but also a thinker and politician.

    When Zhao Nianxiu saw that the students were quiet, he took the microphone and started to say: "Students, it is your honor to be admitted to Tunghai University. It proves that you, the five hundred students, have defeated those who applied for Tunghai University at the same time as you."  Forty-five thousand students, you can applaud yourselves, because you are proud. I now allow you to applaud, applaud yourself, applaud your previous efforts, and applaud this glory that will be immortal in your life."

    After Zhao Nianxiu finished speaking, he clapped his hands vigorously a few times. The students on the playground applauded even more fiercely. Yes, this applause is for himself. The previous efforts are worth it.

    With his palm falling, Zhao Nianxiu said again: "Life is full of struggles. The struggle started from the moment you were born. Now that you are in college, the real struggle has just begun. Don't forget, this year's application for our school  There are a total of forty-five thousand copies of the book, and the five hundred of you are the winners of this struggle. Remember that life is like a race, if you run slowly, you will only be stepped on by others."

    There was another burst of applause on the playground.

    Zhao Nianxiu wore a pure white shirt and a black and blue tie. After he finished speaking, he took out a pen from his shirt pocket, and then said: "The pen in my hand already has some  It's old, but I carry it with me every day. Because this pen was given to me by my teacher. When the teacher gave it to me, he said to me, you are the best student I have taught in these years.  A pen represents a symbol of excellence.¡±

    "When you meet a student who you think is more outstanding than you, give him the pen and tell him that he is the most outstanding student. Unfortunately, I have carried this pen for nearly forty years and have not given it away yet.  .¡±

    When Zhao Nianxiu said this, he paused slightly, and then shouted loudly: "Tell me, who of you wants to get this pen?"

    "I"

    Suddenly, a deafening sound rang out in the playground. The students on the playground were like soldiers on the battlefield. They were all excited and shouting loudly.

    Zhao Nianxiu¡¯s few simple words were very instigating and made their hearts boil with enthusiasm.

    At this moment, every student is full of pride, right!  I want to be the most outstanding student.

    The sun gradually rose from the east and warmed the earth. The five hundred students standing on the playground looked at the pen held high by Zhao Nianxiu, their eyes burning. At this moment, they found that their fighting spirit had never been so high.

    The orientation meeting is over and the students on the playground have dispersed.

    Jiang Xing and the four returned to the dormitory.

    "Second brother, how do you feel?" Yang Jiahao said with a smile: "I finally learned a trick. First I pushed the girl down, and then I went to save her. I inadvertently pressed her chest with my left hand. This trick is amazing and worth studying and practicing.  ,Ha ha ha ha!"

    "Third brother, you have been thinking about women all day long. Do you think that second child is that kind of person? But let's talk, second child, how does a woman feel when you touch it?" Wu Daxiong said with a smile.

    "Oh no, boss, don't tell me you are still a virgin?" Yang Jiahao looked surprised.

    ¡°What¡¯s wrong with me being a virgin?¡± Wu Daxiong said without confidence.

    "Hahahaha, boss! Boss, what can I say about you? Come on, we are brothers. How about I take you to eat meat tonight?" Yang Jiahao seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed continuously.  I can hardly straighten my waist.

    "I'm not going, I want to leave my first time to the woman I love." Wu Daxiong said.

    Jiang Xing lay on the bed, letting Wu Daxiong and Yang Jiahao argue loudly in the dormitory. He rested his head on his hands and fell into deep thought.

    ?Zheng Yufei¡¯s shocked eyes and frightened face kept popping up in my mind. It would be a lie to say that I didn¡¯t feel guilty.  The most important thing a girl pays attention to is her breasts and butt.  I touched someone today. Although I didn't mean to do so, I still felt it.  Jiang Xing's scalp felt numb.

    In the afternoon, it was time to divide classes. A total of 130 students in the Art Department were divided into three classes, with an average of more than 40 students in each class.

    It was God¡¯s will that the four brothers in dormitory 203 were assigned to the same class as Zheng Yufei, Han Qiujin, and Fan Ruru, who had just had a conflict in the morning. They were all from Class 2 of the Art Department.

    When the classes were divided, Jiang Xing noticed that Zheng Yufei¡¯s eyes were red, as if she had cried a lot.  Her eyes were filled with hatred after seeing Jiang Xing.

    What makes Jiang Xing even more incredible is that Yu Zhigao, who had a conflict with him on the train, is also a student in the art department and is in the same class as him.

    At that time, when Yu Zhigao saw Jiang Xing, he smiled softly. The smile was full of provocation and even more contemptuous.

    Jiang Xing was helpless. He was in the same class as Yu Zhigao, and trouble would be inevitable in the future. It was obvious that the boy had not forgotten what happened on the train.  He must have a grudge against himself.

    At night, the tutor Wang Chuangzhi came to Jiang Xing¡¯s dormitory again.

    "Military training will begin tomorrow. These are the camouflage uniforms issued to you. Try what size you wear."

    The ones following Wang Chuangzhi seemed to be freshmen as well. The two freshmen were responsible for carrying the bags, which contained a complete set of camouflage uniforms.

    After Jiang Xing and the four of them each picked out a suitable set of camouflage uniforms, Wang Chuangzhi added: "During the military training, I don't want anyone to miss it. Military training is very important for a student's physical fitness. Without a good body, he will not be able to go."  If you can¡¯t study hard, if there are students who are being cunning and deliberately don¡¯t go, then let¡¯s meet at the Academic Affairs Office!¡±

    What Wang Chuangzhi said was extremely forceful and there was no room for rejection.  If Jiang Xing hadn't secretly held Yang Jiahao back, the rich young man would probably have been willing to take action, and a tutor wouldn't have reached the point where he was afraid.

    Jiang Xing and four others went out drinking last night. It seemed that Wang Chuangzhi left a bad impression on him and directly classified the four of them as "bad students". Therefore, both their words and their attitudes made people want to be violent.  The urge to beat him up.

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