After wearing it back, I am in the Shura field every day

"Aren't you going with us?"

Before leaving, Lin Mo asked Bai Shiyuan with his stomach full that the crew of "Nine Songs" left early, and the teachers and students of Peking University also left by bus.

Bai Shiyuan shook his head, he came by car, and he wasn't used to being with so many people.

Without waiting for the obviously disappointed person to answer, he approached suddenly, touched Lin Mo's body before he had time to react, and asked, "Where is the phone?"

Lin Mo was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said: "Right, right pocket."

Bai Shiyuan took out the phone, asked Lin Mo to unlock it, entered his number, and then put it back again, "Remember to contact me."

Seeing that the other party was still in a daze, he leaned over and rubbed his hair, then turned and left.

A student on the bus sighed enviously: "Wow, it's Bai Shiyuan's phone number, I want it too..."

"Stop dreaming, how could I give it to you."

"I'll just say..."

Lin Mo looked down at his mobile phone. There were messages from Zhan Wenshuang and the other three on it. He went back one by one, then turned and got in the car.

Because I wasted some time with Bai Shiyuan in the end, when I got up, there were not many seats left.

Looking around the car, Meng Jirong and Zhong Ning had vacant seats. The two looked at Lin Mo together, with one elbow on the window and a chuckle, and the other looking serious and expectant.

Lin Mo: "..."

Embarrassment... It is very embarrassing at this moment.

Lin Mo's eyes wandered, trying to see if there were any other seats. At this moment, the driver came up and said, "Are there any vacant seats? Pull two more people, both of whom are going to Beijing."

The bus is not full, and the driver wants to earn more money.

Professor Zhang was sitting alone. Hearing this, he carried his bag and said, "Mr. Meng, why don't we sit together and make room for others."

Meng Jirong's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Okay."

He got up and asked Professor Zhang to sit inside, but his eyes stayed on Lin Mo for a long time, and finally he turned his head and sat down.

Wei Xiaoxiao shouted: "Master Lin, come and sit here."

He lay on the back of the chair behind Zhong Ning, pointing to the vacancy beside Zhong Ning.

Lin Mo nodded and walked over.

The bus started quickly, and the road was bumpy and unstable. The shoulders of the two touched each other, and they bumped into each other lightly from time to time.

Zhong Ning cleared his throat: "I forgot to ask before, you were admitted to the history department of Beijing University, why didn't you report?"

"There are a lot of things... I forgot."

"If there is something special, you can delay the registration. If you want to go back to school, you can contact Professor Hu, the dean of the history department."

"Yeah." Lin Mo scratched his face: "You are already a junior, if I want to go to school... Is it a junior?"

With a smile in his eyes, Zhong Ning nodded.

Lin Mo looked at him, suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and hummed, "So happy."

The action was a little intimate, Zhong Ning's smile widened, and he let Lin Mo pinch his face back and forth, humming.

back row.

A girl whispered to Yin Baiwei: "The relationship between Zhong Ning and Guanzhu Lin seems to be very good. They seem very close. I have never seen him and Wei Xiaoxiao fight like that..."

Yin Baiwei looked sideways out of the window, but did not answer.

The girl said without realizing it: "Hey, Guanzhu Lin seems to have a good relationship with Bai Shiyuan and Mr. Meng, otherwise the three of us wouldn't have taken care of them all night yesterday...Bai Wei, what's wrong with you ?”

His face looks so ugly...

Yin Baiwei raised the corner of her mouth: "Oh, I'm a little motion sick."

"Then I won't quarrel with you, you can have a good rest." After the girl finished speaking, she lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

Yin Baiwei leaned her head against the car window, staring at the seats in front of her with a dull expression, her fingertips tightly pinched in her palm.

Although she couldn't see the whole picture, she could see their heads leaning close together, whispering and laughing, which made her extremely ear-piercing.

Zhong Ning...how could he like him? !

Yin Baiwei lowered her eyes and touched the white jade bracelet on her left wrist.

After the bus arrived in Beijing, it was almost dark. Lin Mo leaned on Zhong Ning's shoulder and took a nap. He was still a little dazed when he was gently shaken awake.

"Well, is it here?"

"Yes, Master Lin, let Zhong Ning take you home." Wei Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared.

Lin Mo woke up from the sudden enlargement of his face.

"..."

Zhong Ning took Wei Xiaoxiao aside, "Momo and I live in the same building, of course we go back together."

"Mo, Mo."

Wei Xiaoxiao watched the two of them giggling, beat Zhong Ning, and winked: "It's so close."

"Can we go back together?" Yin Baiwei suddenly came over and said.

Wei Xiaoxiao was puzzled.

Yin Baiwei pointed to the two of them, and said with a smile: "Actually, Master Lin and I met each other a long time ago. Zhong Ning, I, and the three of us live in the same building. Can we go back together?"

"Wow, why haven't I heard you say it before, Bai Wei." The two girls hugged Yin Baiwei's arms and said.

"Yeah, it's a blessing to be able to live so close to the school grass of our department."

Yin Baiwei's face turned red little by little, she peeked at Zhong Ning, and said in a low voice, "What's there to publicize... Hey, you guys go home quickly."

The two girls were full of jokes, their eyes were ambiguous, and they joked a few more before leaving.

Yin Baiwei bowed her head shyly: "I'm sorry, Zhong Ning, they are just..."

"Won't you take a taxi and go back by yourself?"

"What, what?" Yin Baiwei looked up in a daze.

Zhong Ning: "Living in the same building doesn't mean we can walk together."

The atmosphere became tense and weird.

Yin Baiwei's expression changed.

Wei Xiaoxiao looked left and right, laughed and said, "Zhong Ning, don't be like this, she's a girl anyway..."

"Eh...how about I, I'll take you back?" Seeing that no one spoke, Wei Xiaoxiao said awkwardly.

No one spoke again.

Lin Mo pouted cautiously, he didn't want to put a girl between the two of them, besides, Yin Baiwei seemed interested in Zhong Ning...

"If you live together, it will be easy. I will send you back."

Meng Jirong came over and said, "I overheard your conversation just now, if you don't mind..."

"Don't mind, don't mind!"

Wei Xiaoxiao hurriedly said as if he was saved: "Mr. Meng, it would be great for you to send them back, then I'll go first, see you at school tomorrow!"

He has to run quickly.

Zhong Ning turned to look at him.

Meng Jirong smiled: "My car is parked nearby, get in first, and..."

He looked at Lin Mo: "Professor Hu from the History Department has a good relationship with me, and we need to talk about re-reporting."

Lin Mo nodded.

………………

after one day.

Lin Mo came to the History Department of Peking University with the documents and the application in hand. He had already contacted Professor Hu through Meng Jirong, and we will meet today.

After finding the office, Lin Mo knocked on the door.

"Please come in." An old and kind voice came from inside.

Lin Mo pushed the door open and entered, and saw an old man sitting behind the desk, correcting something with a pen, and only raised his head to look at him when he came close.

"Student, what's the matter?"

Lin Mo: "Hello, Professor Hu, I'm here to report."

He handed over the application form and materials.

Professor Hu suddenly said, "Oh, it's Xiao Lin, right?"

Lin Mo nodded.

Professor Hu took the materials and asked him to sit down, "Come on, don't worry about drinking a glass of water, let's chat with the teacher first."

Lin Mo was puzzled and sat on the chair.

He didn't understand until Professor Hu spoke.

When he was admitted to the university, he happened to be dealing with the funeral affairs of the old viewer. Professor Hu thought he was too sad to report to the school...

Lin Mo was ashamed.

In fact, he lived his whole life in the period of the Republic of China and came back...

When he came back, he was worried about Ah Ling's affairs, and he didn't think about going to college at all. Now because of the relationship between Meng Jirong and Zhong Ning...he came to report again...

In front of the old professor who persuaded me, I always feel guilty.

"Don't worry, I will study hard."

Professor Hu said with a smile: "This way I can rest assured, you young people, you must think clearly before doing things, otherwise once some things are decided, there is no way to change them, and you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Lin Mo was taught humbly.

Afterwards, Professor Hu flipped through the information and said: "It seems that the aspiration you filled out at the beginning was history, but the number of people for this major is full... If you checked the transfer..."

Professor Hu asked a little bit embarrassed: "There are only two majors that can be transferred, one is archaeology, and the other is cultural relic protection technology. Do you have any intention?"

Lin Mo: "It's because I missed the registration time, as long as I can go to school."

"I prefer archeology."

Professor Hu nodded and said with a smile: "Archaeology is very good. After graduation, you can engage in work such as antique identification, or stay in school as a teacher... Every major is useful..."

After reading the information, the form should be filled out.

Professor Hu: "Since you missed a lot of courses, you may not be able to keep up with your academic progress. The department decided to find someone to make up for you."

"It's also a coincidence. The person who will make up your lessons will arrive in a while. Wait a minute. Let's meet up."

Lin Moyi said to stay, and after waiting for about 10 minutes, he heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, Lin Mo looked over curiously, then opened his mouth in surprise.

"Li, Li Chi?"

The man leaning against the door raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's been so long since we've been apart, it seems you still remember me."

Professor Hu was surprised: "You know each other?"

Li Chi: "Yes, Professor, we have met a few times."

Lin Mo frowned: "You are not black..."

"Shh." Li Chi put his index finger on his lips, smiled and blinked, and said, "Student, please speak well. I am now a teaching assistant."

Lin Mo: "..."

See what you can, and bloom quickly.

Professor Hu didn't see anything, and said with a smile: "Li Chi is a junior of mine. He is very good at appraising antiques. Although he didn't major in this major in college before, he has become self-taught and obtained a certificate. He is fully capable of making up for you. Since you It will be more convenient if the two know each other."

Lin Mo: "..."

Can hackers still have anything to do with archaeology? !

Li Chi approached him, and slowly said: "Yes, I haven't seen Xiao Lin for a long time, and we will spend more time together in the future."

After Lin Mo left, Li Chi sat on the chair he had been sitting on and read the documents.

Professor Hu seemed to think of something, and said: "I remember you said before that this certificate is just for fun. Don't you like those programs and computers? You don't even want to find a stable job. How do you do it now?" Have the resources come to me to be a teaching assistant again?"

Li Chi: "Before I was too busy, I accidentally let a cat go, but the cat became wild. I know many dog ​​men, so I have to catch it."

Professor Hu felt a question mark in his head, patted his feet on the table, and said angrily: "You, you are always so out of tune, but it's okay to take the initiative to help people make up lessons, don't be perfunctory."

"understood."

Li Chi smiled at the photo on Lin Mo's profile, thinking that he must win.

The author has something to say: Li Chi: I scold myself.

[ps: Let’s make an update today, someone asked me to do the cover (finger) and earned eight dollars_(:з」∠)_jj forced me to be an artist (dog head)]