In July 200x, the square in front of the Central South University Library was crowded with people, and red flags were waving.

Zhang Peng saw a banner with the three big words "Materials System" from afar.

Compared to many new students carrying large and small bags, which were like escaping, who wanted to put all the benches at home in the package, Zhang Peng, who was just carrying an Adidas backpack, was like an outing or watching the fun, not a report.

Isn’t it enough to bring a bank card? You can buy whatever you want. If you don’t buy it, the extra money will be yours.

Zhang Peng has always been a smart person. From elementary school to high school, he basically got full marks every time he took the exam, and only failed the exam once.

The only time I failed was because of one sentence, I parked the car and sat in the love forest. Zhang Peng filled in the sentence behind, XX is a big fool! The reason I deliberately filled it out was because he counted everything else, except for the sentence, it was at least ninety points. But Zhang Peng did not expect that the name of the teacher Pijuan was the same as the name of XX, who had just fought with him.

Of course, a person as smart as him would not be nestled behind a large crowd of people. After staying for a long time, wouldn’t he be damaged by the sun? Zhang Peng looked at the crowded team in front of him and immediately shouted in one direction, “Look, UFO.”

“UFO?”

“Where? Where?”

The crowded team in front of Zhang Peng suddenly became chaotic. Many people looked around, looking up at 150 degrees to see where there was a UFO in the sky. And just took advantage of this chaos, Zhang Peng took the opportunity to squeeze in forward.

When squeezing in, Zhang Peng did not find that the banner of the Materials Department was as crowded as the banner of other departments. However, there were crowds of people in front of other departments and departments. Soon, old students pushed a cart and piled up bags of luggage, followed by groups of registered freshmen. However, there seemed to be no movement in front of the door of the Materials Department.

The difference is Yang Zhan.

At this time, Yang Zhan was standing absent-mindedly under the banner of the Materials Department. The table of the new student who reported to the Materials Department was behind him, but a lot of new students were shuttled nearby and dared not approach.

Yang Zhan’s figure of 1.85 meters is more like a sign than the red flag behind him. His shaved head reflects a faint green light. His figure and appearance are indeed more like a robber who blocks the road and wants to buy travel expenses, rather than a junior, the vice chairman of the Student Union of the Materials Department, and the captain of the Interstellar Team of the Materials Department. Compared to the top animals in the senior year, he did not have the qualifications to sigh or be dazed, but looking at those timid eyes, he unconsciously remembered himself three years ago. He never felt that he was old in this school. But the influx of freshmen made him know that some people in the past were no longer there. They seemed to be just going home like they were on the train, and there was no difference. But Yang Zhan knew that they might have disappeared from now on.

Sometimes life is so dramatic. Some people are right in front of you today, but they may disappear tomorrow. Originally, the Materials Department was considered a strong team in football, basketball, or interstellar and CS games. But in the morning, the Materials Department Star Wars team led by Yang Zhan lost to the Foreign Languages ​​Academy in the Yuelu Cup and was eliminated. In the past few years, this cup competition did not enter the quarterfinals for the first time. Before that, the Foreign Languages ​​Department was like a soft persimmon or a woman's breast sitting next to a rich man in a nightclub, and pinched whatever she wanted. But now, it seems that just because of the departure of a few people, the Materials Department is no longer the same Materials Department as before.

"I don't believe that the Materials Department is over." Yang Zhan is not the birds in the literary society who are sad about spring and autumn. Those birds usually say on BBS how awesome they are, but they often don't even dare to kill a chicken. Compared to them, Yang Zhan is more like a bandit who occupyes the mountain than his appearance. After breathing a hard breath towards the gray sky, Yang Zhan flicked off the cigarette butt in his hand and pulled a freshman who walked several times in front of him like a city gate. "Are you here to report on the Materials Department? Just here! Don't walk around, look upset!"

Before the freshman could figure out the situation, Yang Zhan had already stuffed a stack of information into his hand. He signed his name in a daze, and heard Yang Zhan keeping a string in his ear, "Go down from this road, go to the reception desk of Xinqian Education Building to get the dormitory number, prepare money to get the keys, the deposit plus accommodation fee is 1,200 yuan per year, large luggage can be registered here first, and students will find someone to deliver it to you later, and collect the valuable things by themselves. When you arrive in the dormitory, someone will explain to you what you will do the day after tomorrow. If you don't understand, you can ask the receptionist of Xinqian Education Building."

After saying that, Yang Zhan slapped Xinsheng on the shoulder, "Next."

After a staggering, Xinsheng woke up like a dream. Now, Xinsheng, who was originally gathered in front of the material-based flag, was patrolling and did not dare to approach, and knew that the bald boss was not a robber who blocked the road and robbed, but a receptionist. A group of people rushed towards Yang Zhan one after another.

At this time, Zhang Peng had just squeezed halfway through and had not yet understood what was going on. The crowd, which was originally calm, suddenly became as surging as the Xiangjiang River.

"Damn!" Zhang Peng was stepped on and pushed twice in a moment.

"Don't push, why are you in a hurry?" Zhang Peng stood firm and shouted in a straight voice. But as soon as Zhang Peng finished shouting, someone behind him arched forward desperately. "Are you wrong?" Zhang Peng was a little embarrassed, turned around and pushed him over, "Everyone said don't push, it's not that you are queuing up to the brothel, why are you in a hurry to rush forward?" Zhang Peng wanted to say that, but before Zhang Peng could say that, he exclaimed "Ah", and the crowd in front of the material system was quickly stopped like petrified magic.

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A pretty girl in the crowd looked at Zhang Peng with horror. It was obvious that she had just been pushed by the person behind her and accidentally pounced on Zhang Peng. But unexpectedly, Zhang Peng pushed him with his backhand.

If she hadn't protected herself with her hands in time, Zhang Peng's hand would have been pressed on her chest all at once. But even so, Zhang Peng's hand was still pressed on her arms that were wrapped around her chest.

Zhang Peng was also a little stupid. He felt that the place where his hands were pressed was a little soft, but he found that if the pretty girl's hands were not wrapped around her chest in time, the place where she pressed would probably be softer and slipperier.

"Misunderstanding, it is definitely a misunderstanding!" A few seconds later, Zhang Peng reacted, shamelessly took his hand away from the beautiful girl's hands, and then pretended that nothing had happened. Taking advantage of this, Zhang Peng also peeked at the admission notice in the girl's hand, and he found that the girl had a very easy name, Zhou Xiaoyu.

"This guy is so awesome!" Many freshmen looked at Zhang Peng with admiration. A person who can still remain ashamed of his face at this time is indeed quite awesome. Zhang Peng himself was also quite proud, but at this time, a roar rang in his ears, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? What am I doing?" If Zhou Xiaoyu was a dinosaur, Zhang Peng would definitely say so.

However, Zhou Xiaoyu is very pretty. A pretty girl can easily make people feel pitiful. The more you look at her, the more you like it. If such a girl is molested in a place like Zhongda, someone will definitely come out to save the beauty.
Chapter completed!