As a private university, Stanford dormitories are fairly divided into the environment according to the fees. Unfortunately, since the graduate dormitories do not have strict schedule management, Zhang Lisheng cannot be cared about according to Lili's requirements, and the good rooms that graduated undergraduate students have already been booked out by wealthy freshmen.

So he can live in only the largest number of double rooms, which are usually directly allocated without a living room.

Thinking about it, I could not drop out of Stanford on ridiculous reasons such as "not willing to live in school". And if you are optimistic, maybe Stanford University will soon obtain permission to build a biological laboratory in "Shangs No. 2 World", and then I will be able to leave openly, and the young man finally chose to compromise.

However, after completing the entire admission procedures and allocating the dormitory, his face naturally became very unhappy when he left the office of the "Student Management Office".

Walking in the shaded corridor, Stephen didn't know how to persuade the students and "financial owners" around him. The two left the office building and got on the bus. They walked around the campus without saying a word, and came outside a Stanford University apartment building.

This is a six-story and a half-old building surrounded by green trees and lawns. The exterior walls are painted milky white and beige. From the tree-shaded path outside the building, the environment inside is at least a spatial environment. In terms of university dormitories, it should be first-class.

"Li Sheng, in fact, Stanford's superior accommodation conditions are among the best among all American universities..." After getting off the bus, Stephen pointed to the apartment building not far away and made a pertinent evaluation. However, seeing that Zhang Li Sheng's face had no intention of ease, he shook his head and said, "Of course, you have your own opinions.

This building can't prepare two indoor and outdoor swimming pools for you. Well, I'm going back to the laboratory. You can take a break in the past two days and adapt to college life.

Remember to buy a bicycle first. If you drive, sometimes it takes longer to find a parking space than you can walk.

Finally, I would like to give you a word of advice to your children that wealth and influence may help you get most of the things in the world, but it does not include becoming an excellent biologist.

To do this, you have a lot to learn.

goodbye."

"I understand Professor, goodbye." Zhang Lisheng's face turned aside, nodded seriously, waved to Stephen, walked to the front hall of the apartment building, showed the newly issued badge to the dormitory administrator, and walked into the dormitory.

The corridor inside the building is very spacious. At first glance, countless freshmen who have just entered Stanford are walking around the corridor, busy meeting new friends, but they are just slightly crowded.

Zhang Lisheng looked at the door number with empty hands and expressionless face, shuttled through a group of cheerful young people, and finally stopped in front of a door with the words "A011".

"Bangbang..." knocked on the door a few times. He found that the door was open, so he pushed it in directly. He saw a short white boy cleaning the bed. When he saw himself coming in, he immediately reached out his hand and said nervously as an adult, "Oh, hello man, I am Jerry. Courtfin from San Francisco."

"Zhang Lisheng, from New York," Zhang Lisheng looked around at his dormitory.

The room has an area of ​​about 30 square meters. There are two wooden beds with bedside tables on the north-south direction, one left and one right. The wooden beds are placed against the wall with a computer desk. Next to the computer desk is a large closet, and next to the closet is a bathroom.

The environment was not too bad, his face finally eased a little, and he shook hands with his new roommate, "We will be roommates in the next few years."

"Oh, oh, God, you live in this room and are my roommate!

Yes, but why didn't you take anything? I thought I was here to say hello..." Hearing the young man's words, Jerry's reflection was unexpectedly strong, and he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted in surprise: "Thank God, I have always been afraid that my new roommate will be a big guy, you know, that kind..."

Looking at the boy's incoherent appearance, Zhang Lisheng suddenly thought of the way he looked when he first met George, and smiled kindly, "Now you don't have to worry about Jerry, I'm a good person to get along with."

"You can see that guy, you can see that you are a very... "Jerry was cheering, and suddenly the door was opened. Three or four young men wearing T-shirts and sneakers ran into the room. One of them was handsome but had a tall and strong young man with freckles hugged Zhang Lisheng's new roommate and said impatiently: "Jerry, have you finished cleaning up? The girls in the friendship are already waiting."

"I, I, I haven't packed my luggage yet..."

"Carry it out again when you come back, man. You don't want to give up the first chance to get rid of singleness in college just because you want to put a few pairs of smelly socks in the closet." The tall and strong young man said, looking at Zhang Lisheng beside him, "Come together, man, this is a friendship on the small half floor."

"Thank you, I'm going to buy a bicycle and then go to the library, so I won't go." Zhang Lisheng smiled and refused politely.

"Oh, hell, 'buy and go to the library', today is your first day in college. Although the Stanford library is full of nerds all day long, there are absolutely no..."

"There are always exceptions." Zhang Lisheng choked the tall and strong young man with one sentence, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

"Oh, what a strange man who is not sociable." The tall and strong young man looked at Zhang Lisheng's disappearing back, mumbled in a low voice, and forced Jerry and several of his friends to push the door and leave the room.

Zhang Lisheng took off the dust and walked out of the bathroom very refreshedly. He saw that the dormitory was empty. He smiled silently and walked out of the room.

After leaving the apartment building, he took out his cell phone and searched the Stanford University map and opened it. After searching for it, he could not see the store. He had to come to the side of the road and blocked a bicycle and asked, "Sir, how should I go to buy a bicycle?"

“Sir, do I look like ‘Sir’?

Junior, you are not so clever in your way of calling each other like this.” The cyclist in a loose sportswear puts on one foot, takes off his sunglasses, puts his neat short black hair into his mouth, and says in a nice female voice.

In the United States, acknowledging the gender of a strange lady is a very impolite offense, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing the beautiful facial features of the short-haired rider in front of him, the young man immediately apologized, "Oh sorry, miss, I'm so sorry."

Me, I just searched for maps on my phone and found nothing, so I stopped you directly, admitted your mistake, yours..."

"Gender," the girl said the word he was embarrassed to say for Zhang Lisheng, "I have never seen a freshman who calls people a 'sir', 'Miss', 'Miss'. You're not an international student, Chinese?"

"I am indeed a Chinese," Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "But it's not studying abroad..."

"Where is a Chinese person, Peking or Shencheng?" The girl was surprised to block his chance to continue speaking in Chinese.

"I am from western Sichuan."

"Oh, you may be the first Sichuanese who came to Stanford to study for undergraduate studies. I am from Beijing," the girl said with a smile: "Although we are far away from China, we are a real fellow in the United States. Come get on the bus and I will take you to find a bicycle."

"Then, that's it, no need, sister, just tell me a place and I'll go by myself."

"Come on, my fellow villager, you call me sister. If you are a sister, you can ignore you. Come on." The girl pulled Zhang Lisheng's arm hard and insisted on pressing him on the back seat of the bicycle.

I felt that no matter how hard I tried, my clothes might be torn. The young man could only say, "Sister, thank you." He got on the back seat of the bicycle.

The girl giggled... and joked, "No need to thank you, because my name is Lei Feng." She pedaled hard and rushed forward.

It was almost afternoon, and the hot early autumn period had passed. Sitting in the back seat of the beautiful girl's bicycle, enjoying the cool breeze and the pleasant scenery on both sides of the road. If it were the person, he had already started chatting happily, but Zhang Lisheng never said a word until the girl asked, "What's your name, little fellow villager?"

He then asked back: "Zhang Lisheng, are you sister?"

"My name is Guo Caiying, which do you live in?" Seeing the young man's dull appearance, the girl asked with a giggle again. The two of them talked questions and answers for a while. The girl took Zhang Lisheng to a four-story British building surrounded by a lawn flowerbed and stopped her bike.

"Sister, is there a car shop here?" Zhang Lisheng asked in confusion when he saw that the young girls entering and leaving the building were holding heavy books or tablets.

"Of course not. Didn't I just say I wanted to take you to 'find' a bicycle?" Guo Caiying said as she took out her cell phone and dialed, "Chuhe, I met a fellow villager from western Sichuan. She was so funny that she just stopped me as a boy and asked me where I could sell bicycles.

When I thought that Lao Wang had graduated and left, didn’t he keep his white car? I brought him to you. You didn’t deal with it, right?”

"No, wait, I'll go out." A female voice with a calm tone came from the phone, and then she was hung up.

"As Li Sheng, you will have a bicycle to ride in a while."

"It's not my sister. I'm going to buy a car. How can I just ask others for whatever I want..."

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of 'My fellow villagers, tears in my eyes'.

It's just a bicycle, and it's left by our senior who graduated and returned to China. Although the car is well maintained, it's a little more than tens of meters above the top of a used car, but it's expensive if you want to buy a new car." Guo Caiying smiled sweetly, blocking Zhang Lisheng's ruthlessness.

"Caiying, the car is being pushed." At this moment, a tall young girl with long hair and red and swollen eyes pushed a milky white medieval road car out of the apartment building and came directly to the girl.
Chapter completed!