Chapter 150: , Statistics Class 1 (Please subscribe!)

The Second Teaching Building and the Third Teaching Building are adjacent to each other, not far from the school gate, near the Xi Garden, and directly opposite, one can see the statue of a great man.

After the meal, Zou Ping drove the van back to Jing'an District.

Mai Sui led Li Heng into the school gate, heading straight for the Third Teaching Building.

Mai Dong and his wife followed slowly behind. For a prestigious institution like Fudan University, even though they had walked through it once, they were still full of curiosity.

At this time, the campus paths were crowded with people. Mai Sui asked while walking, "Which classroom in the Third Teaching Building are you having your class meeting in tonight?"

Li Heng said, "Classroom 201."

Continuing forward for about a hundred meters, Mai Sui stopped and said softly, "We're here."

Li Heng looked up at the teaching building in front of him. It was an old-fashioned architectural style from the 1950s, with four stories, a V-shaped cyan tile roof, and red brick exterior walls. Under the golden sunset, the entire building was glowing with a faint red light, appearing somewhat archaic and mysterious.

After staring for a while, Li Heng asked, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Mai Sui shook her head gently, "There are too many people coming in and out of the teaching building now. We don't have a class meeting tonight, so we won't go in. We plan to take Mom and Dad for a walk around."

"Alright, keep the key safe, see you tomorrow." Li Heng handed her the key to Building 26.

Mai Sui took the key and asked, "Are you not going back to the rented place tonight?"

Li Heng thought for a moment and said, "I'll see. If it's too late, I won't go over; I'll go back to the dormitory with my roommates."

Mai Sui understood his underlying meaning, smiled and agreed immediately, then turned and left with her parents.

The 1987 Management School had seven majors, including Finance, Accounting, Statistics, and Management Science.

As for how many freshmen were recruited this year and how many people were in each major, Li Heng had no time to find out and didn't know. However, on the way here just now, he had heard Mai Sui mention that both the Accounting and Statistics majors had two classes.

In his past life, during his university years, he had been to Shanghai several times, but he didn't study in Shanghai. Every time he came, it was to go to Shanghai Medical College to find Xiao Han.

He had never been to Fudan before.

Not having been here meant it was unfamiliar, and unfamiliar meant it was novel. Li Heng checked himself slightly, then stepped toward the stairs.

But after walking only about ten steps, a shout came from the path on the left. Someone was calling his name: "Li Heng! Old Li!"

Li Heng turned around at the right time. It was no surprise; it was indeed the group from 325.

Being new to the school, these were the only people he knew so far.

Li Guang, Zhou Zhangming, Li Guoyi, Hu Ping, Zhang Bing, and Tang Dailing—the six of them walked over neatly, lined up like Yakult bottles.

In order to leave a good impression on their classmates, the six were in high spirits and seemed to have dressed up deliberately.

Especially the city boys Li Guoyi and Hu Ping; their clothes were crisp and had new creases, clearly new clothes bought not long ago. Li Guoyi had a side-part hairstyle. Hu Ping seemed to have styled his hair slightly, which wasn't very obvious, but it couldn't fool Li Heng's sharp eyes.

But to be fair, Hu Ping did have good assets; his face was recognizable, and he would be more than enough to be a male lead in a TV series.

Li Guoyi wasn't bad either; wearing a pair of glasses, he looked scholarly and was more than a cut above many so-called "little fresh meat" of later generations.

As for the other four, Zhang Bing and Li Guang's looks were decent, but the former was wearing a slightly yellowed old shirt and white-soled sandals, which could be seen at a glance as cheap street-stall goods.

Li Guang inherited the characteristics of a grassland man, being somewhat carefree. He had deliberately styled his hair into a slicked-back look like Chow Yun-fat, and his shiny black hair glittered under the sunset.

Zhou Zhangming and Tang Dailing seemed more mediocre; their looks were average, and their skin was not only dark but also peeling. It would have been fine if they weren't walking with Hu Ping and Li Guoyi, but walking together, there was a bit of a black-and-white contrast.

How to put it? The difference between city people and country people in this era was reflected not only in their dress and appearance but also in their confidence while walking. At this moment, there seemed to be a boundary, clear at a glance.

Sigh, actually, Li Heng could empathize very well.

In his past life, he had gone through university the same way. City kids were talented, eloquent, and stood out in big scenes. And he was usually like everyone else, silently watching from below.

This situation was especially obvious in the freshman year, and it only started to change slowly after the sophomore year.

And as for the junior year, ha, his mentality had been tempered, and he had adapted to the rhythm of the city, becoming an old hand.

Li Guang walked over quickly and laughed, clapping his hands: "I won, see? I said it was Old Li. His silhouette looked like him from far away. Li Guoyi, do you accept defeat?"

Li Guoyi was a good sport: "I accept. My eyes deceived me. I'll drink two enamel mugs of tap water back in the dorm later."

So it was a bet. No wonder they were in such a hurry to call him.

Li Guoyi leaned over and asked, "Old Li, you were with a girl just now. Is that your girlfriend?"

Li Heng looked at him, "High school classmate."

Now it was Li Guoyi's turn to be happy. He turned back and winked at Zhou Zhangming, "I said it couldn't be a girlfriend. School just started, how could it be so fast?"

"Even if Pan An were reincarnated, he wouldn't have such ability. Old Zhou, two enamel mugs of tap water, don't try to welch. We'll drink them side-by-side later."

The tall Zhou Zhangming scratched his head, "That shouldn't be. Old Li looks so good. It's a waste that you didn't secretly have a girlfriend in high school."

Li Heng said straight away, "Our high school teachers were strict."

Zhou Zhangming grinned with his thick mouth and said, "Our high school was strict too, but on the day the college entrance exam results came out, the first and second place in our class got together."

Li Guoyi asked, "Where are the first and second place in your class studying?"

Zhou Zhangming said, "One at Tsinghua, one at Renmin University."

Tang Dailing chimed in, "Old Zhou, the second place only got into Renmin University? Then what rank were you in the class?"

Zhou Zhangming was a little proud, "Usually third place."

Li Heng thought to himself, this is just like me, the eternal third place.

They were chatting all the way. He noticed that the oldest, Zhang Bing, and Hu Ping didn't join in. The former was steady, while the latter's eyes were constantly and subtly glancing at the passing freshmen.

Suddenly, Hu Ping spoke, his voice very, very low, "Brothers, stop chatting for a moment. Look to the back left, be careful not to move too much."

Hearing this, everyone cast their peripheral vision to the back left.

Just one glance, and everyone in 325 stopped talking, their bodies standing straight unconsciously.

Including Zhang Bing, who was already married.

A group of girls came over from the side path on the back left. Judging by their appearance, they should also be a dormitory unit, eight of them.

Among them, a girl in coffee-colored clothing was very outstanding. She was about 167cm tall, her long hair hanging down lazily like a waterfall, the tips slightly curled. She had an exquisite oval face, and her skin was fair and delicate, like white jade frozen in the starry sky. Under the evening breeze, she was glowing. Even the most beautiful elf queen probably wouldn't be this spiritual.

With the appearance of the coffee-colored girl, the previously noisy stairs suddenly became deathly silent.

The boys were afraid of making a fool of themselves and tried not to turn their heads, but their peripheral vision was disobedient, constantly stealing glances at the girl.

It wasn't until the coffee-colored girl and her group passed that the male compatriots on both sides dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and then they could openly look at her back.

Li Guang clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "I don't know why I'm nervous, but I'm just so nervous."

These words spoke to the hearts of everyone in 325.

In this era where people would blush just by holding hands, how could this group of country boys face a girl of such beauty so suddenly and remain calm?

Even Hu Ping, a city boy, had lost his previous casualness and was secretly staring at her. However, he didn't dare to look openly, afraid that others would call him a hooligan.

Going up the stairs, walking through the lobby of the Third Teaching Building, turning up the stairs, and reaching the second-floor platform, they saw the coffee-colored girl turn and enter Classroom 201.

Li Guoyi grabbed Li Guang and Hu Ping's hands suddenly, whispering excitedly, "She's in our class, she's in our Statistics Class 1."

Hu Ping and Li Guang were happy too. At this moment, the boys' hearts were warm, and their adolescent hormones were erupting.

Seeing the three of them looking so happy, the girls behind them giggled, which immediately made Hu Ping, Li Guoyi, and Li Guang blush deeply.

The three men leaned against the railing in embarrassment, turning to look at the laughing girls in unison.

The girl who laughed was of average height, at most 161cm, but she had a rare blonde ponytail. Her hair should have been dyed. Facing everyone's gaze, she waved her hand in front of her chest very generously and greeted them in broken Chinese:

"Hi, good evening, classmates."

???

A row of question marks appeared over everyone's heads. Not Chinese?

But except for the blonde hair, everything else about this girl was exactly the same as a Chinese person.

With questions in mind, the group from 325 finally followed the crowd into the classroom.

At this time, the classroom was almost full. The seven of them were almost the last to arrive.

The counselor, Liu Jia, was already standing on the podium early, scanning the classmates in the class from a high position.

There were no good seats left in the front of the classroom, so the few who arrived late could only go to the last row. Li Heng deliberately chose a seat by the window, convenient for zoning out and looking at the night view outside. Zhang Bing sat next to him.

The first group had two seats, which could only seat two people. The other five squeezed into the middle of the last row, separated from Li Heng and Zhang Bing by an aisle.

After sitting down, Li Heng roughly observed the situation in the class.

There were 46 people in total, 15 boys and 31 girls.

Damn, the yin and yang are unbalanced; there are twice as many girls.

Honestly speaking, everyone was more or less surprised. Who would have thought that there would be so many girls applying for Statistics?

It's just that I don't know what the situation is in the neighboring Statistics Class 2? More boys? Or more girls?

Li Heng keenly noticed that the dress and appearance of the girls in the class were simply an expanded version of Dormitory 325, seriously polarized.

The fashionable ones were very fashionable, with floral fabrics, trendy outfits, and earrings and hairpins at the forefront of the big city. The vivid scene dazzled many boys from the countryside.

And a very small number of conservative girls still wore two long braids, carried canvas school bags, and their clothes and shoes were mostly dirt-resistant monochrome tones.

These girls usually chose to sit on both sides of the classroom. Compared with the girls in the center of the classroom, they were like fresh water and seawater at the estuary, intersecting with each other, but seemingly with a clear boundary.

"Fellow villager, where in Shaodong are you from?"

This was the first time Zhang Bing had taken the initiative to greet someone since enrolling today.

Li Heng pushed the window open, hooked it, and replied, "Longhui County, have you heard of it?"

Zhang Bing asked, "I know Dongkou County. My grandmother is from Dongkou. Is it far from Longhui?"

Li Heng took out a pen, drew a rough location on scrap paper, and said seriously, "Longhui is here, Dongkou is here, they are adjacent."

"And your Western Hunan is here. If you walk along the big mountain range, pass through Huaihua and Xupu, it takes about 7 days of hard walking to get there. If you want to go to your grandmother's hometown, it's best to bring a hunting rifle, hunting while walking to replenish your rations."

After hearing this, Zhang Bing hadn't reacted yet, but the two girls in the front row couldn't help but turn around and look at him twice.

Zhang Bing was thoughtful and said, "That's not particularly far. My grandmother hasn't been back to her hometown since she married over. She's been talking about it for the past few years. I'll try it one day."

"Ah?"

Li Heng was a little dumbfounded, "I was just talking nonsense, are you really going to walk?"

Zhang Bing indicated, "7 days is nothing. Two years ago, I carried tung oil and some medicinal materials with my family elders to Yiyang to sell. Once I left, it took 11 days, without stopping. I carried a few more sweet potatoes on the road. When I was hungry, I gnawed on sweet potatoes. When I was thirsty, I usually drank river water and field water. If I was lucky, I could meet someone and ask for well water to drink."

Li Heng felt a sense of awe.

There were also such people in Shangwan Village, several batches, commonly known as engaging in sideline businesses.

Every year, they would carry tung oil and tea seed oil to Hengyang and Xiangtan to sell, and then buy back some items that were rare to people in the small town. Going back and forth, they could earn quite a bit.

However, in order to save money and time, most of them walked on mountain roads. Occasionally, accidents would happen in the middle, such as encountering acute illnesses, encountering jackals and wild beasts, or landslides and mudslides, and then it would depend on fate. Those with strong fate survived, and those with thin fate could only blame their poor background.

The two were fellow villagers from Xiangnan and had a natural affinity. Li Heng asked curiously:

"It is rumored that there are corpse-driving teams in Xiangxi. Have you ever seen a corpse driver?"

Zhang Bing looked at him and said, "I can do it."

The two girls in the front row who were pricking up their ears to eavesdrop couldn't help but turn around and look again. This time they didn't look at Li Heng, but at Zhang Bing. Their eyes were faintly filled with fear, and in the fear, there was also curiosity.

Li Heng became interested and asked, "Tell me quickly, what is going on? How do you transport corpses? What are the conditions for being a corpse driver?"

"This is actually not that mysterious. It is mainly about carrying corpses on the back and lifting corpses. The conditions are generally having great courage, a strong body, a good sense of direction, and not being too good-looking..."

Just as Zhang Bing was talking with interest, the counselor in front of the classroom suddenly cast his gaze over, his face serious. The two immediately stopped chatting and looked ahead.

When the classroom became completely quiet, the counselor, Liu Jia, raised his right wrist to check the time, then picked up a piece of chalk and wrote the two big characters "Liu Jia" on the blackboard, cleared his throat and said:

"My name is Liu Jia, and I will be everyone's counselor from now on. It is exactly 6:30 now. Next, we will take roll call. Please raise your hand if you are here."

After speaking, the counselor shook the roster in his right hand and began to call:

"Chen Jinshi."

"Here."

"Li Guang."

"Here."

"Sun Qi."

"Here."

"..."

Every time the counselor read a name, the whole class was like a laser, accurately finding the classmate who raised their hand and answered, looking at what the other person looked like? Tall or short, fat or thin, beautiful or ugly?

This kind of looking didn't carry much subjective color; it was purely a passive, subconscious desire to get to know the classmates in the class.

"Liu Yue."

"Here."

When they heard the name Liu Yue, the boys in the class looked at each other. They finally waited for the name. It turned out that the girl who was more spiritual than the elf queen was surnamed Liu.

The counselor continued to call down. After a while, everyone learned the name of the blonde girl who spoke broken Chinese: Li Xian, a very regular, very authentic Chinese name.

After the counselor finished calling the roll, he put down the roster, then held his head high and chest out, and said to everyone with emotion: "Hello everyone. First of all, a warm welcome to the 46 new classmates joining the big family of the Management School. Thank you for bringing youthful vitality and vigor to the school."

"At the same time, I would also like to take this opportunity to extend cordial greetings and sincere thanks to the teachers and parents who have worked hard to cultivate you!"

"Classmates! Mr. Lao She once said that the most memorable part of life is the 'university life' period, because it is a sober, conscious, automatic, and upward-striving life, and it is the foundation of the second half of life..."

"..."

"Classmates! We come from all over the world, and we have come together for the same goal. A sharp sword comes from sharpening, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. I hope you will study hard for the four years of university and become useful people to the country, society, and family."

Li Heng had heard this set of chicken soup from the counselor many times, and there was no ripple in his heart.

But others were different! After a set of combination punches, everyone was like they had been injected with chicken blood, full of enthusiasm, ambitious, and eager to try, wanting to achieve something in the four years of university.

The next part was the old-fashioned self-introduction. The counselor called a name, and one went up.

When everyone went up to introduce themselves one by one, Li Heng was quite indifferent and only listened carefully to a few.

For example, there was a girl in a wheelchair in the class, named Bai Wanying, who was quite beautiful, second only to Liu Yue in appearance.

However, Bai Wanying was different from what he imagined. She was very optimistic and could be said to be smiling all the time.

As soon as she went on stage, the whole class was silent, everyone stretching their necks and pricking up their ears.

She said: "I was originally the same as everyone else, with a healthy body, but when I was riding a horse in my sophomore year of high school, I accidentally fell off the horse's back and injured my spine. I still can't stand up to this day."

"At first, I was very frustrated, not eating or drinking for a long time, going on a hunger strike, washing my face with tears all day, and even thinking about ending my life. But one day, when I learned that my mother had lost 30 pounds in a month because of me, I was in a daze for a long time."

"That night, I thought all night about the scene of my mother coaxing me to be happy when I was a child. After dawn, I made a decision to live well and not hold back the mother who loves me and this family..."

Bai Wanying's language was plain, and she spoke for more than 10 minutes as if telling an autobiography.

Everyone listened very carefully. The counselor and many girls in the class were infected, and they all cried silently, wiping the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs.

After listening to so many self-introductions, Zhang Bing was the first to empathize and say to Li Heng: "It's so inspiring. Bai Wanying is my idol. She has difficulty walking, and we should try our best to help her in the future."

Li Heng nodded involuntarily. Being physically disabled but mentally strong, and still being able to be so transparent and free after being disabled, is indeed not an ordinary person.

For another example, the blonde girl, she said in broken Chinese: "Hello everyone, my name is Li Xian. My father is Chinese, and my mother is from Korea. Because of some special reasons that are not easy to explain here, I went to school in Hancheng from preschool to high school, and I only returned to China this summer vacation."

When she said this, she paused, narrowed her eyes, and smiled worriedly:

"But don't misunderstand, everyone. I am Chinese, I have Chinese nationality, and except for my mother, my ancestors are all Chinese. I am Han nationality on the household register. Um, my Chinese is not very standard. I am working hard to learn, and I ask everyone for more advice."

The sentence "Except for my mother, my ancestors are all Chinese" made the whole class burst into laughter. Everyone could see that this classmate named Li Xian was very afraid that everyone would exclude her.

At this time, Wang Qi, a girl in the front row, muttered, "It is rumored that her father is a spy, who has been incognito in Korea for many years, and only returned to China now. Is it true?"

Another girl asked in a low voice, "How do you know?"

Wang Qi asked, "Haven't you heard? That's how it's rumored in our girls' dormitory."

To be honest, her blonde hair was really eye-catching, and it was hard not to attract everyone's attention. Rumors about her family had already spread in the girls' dormitory of the Management School, and I don't know where the source came from? Anyway, it sounded plausible.

When Liu Yue went on stage, the class became quiet again, but unfortunately, this girl's introduction was very short, only saying her name, 18 years old, from Ningbo, Zhejiang Province, loves learning, likes listening to opera, and hopes everyone helps each other.

The self-introduction was less than ten seconds, and she went off the stage, leaving the boys who were looking forward to it disappointed.

Finally, it was the turn of Dormitory 325.

Li Guang was the first to go on stage. He said that in order to come to study, his family deliberately sold a cow.

Someone asked, "How many cows do you have left at home?"

Li Guang pondered for a while, and finally said, "I haven't counted, I have to write to my dad to ask."

Listen! Listen! Is this human talk?

I thought he was a poor boy, but this sentence directly broke everyone's defenses. This is showing off wealth! Naked showing off wealth!

Li Guang said, "I want to be the monitor and serve everyone. Please give me a chance, classmates."

A girl said, "No problem, if your dad gives us one cow each, we will vote for you."

The whole class laughed and started to boo.

Not everyone was as cheerful as Li Guang. Zhou Zhangming, Zhang Bing, Tang Dailing, and Li Guoyi behind him all formulaically stated their names, hometowns, and hobbies, and then shyly came down.

Hu Ping was very popular with girls when he went on stage. When he said he loved singing, the girls shouted for him to sing one on the spot. He really generously sang a new song "About in Winter" released by Qi Qin in February this year. His singing skills were excellent, and he won thunderous applause.

I don't know if it was intentional, but Li Heng was the last one called up by the counselor.

The class meeting had been going on for too long, and it was already dark outside. Li Heng just wanted to end it early. Like everyone else, he picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, then said his age and hometown, and prepared to go off the stage.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the counselor suddenly said, "What about hobbies? Everyone else said their hobbies, don't you have any hobbies?"

I only love big beauties, Li Heng muttered in his heart, then perfunctorily said: "I can play basketball, billiards, and chess, but my level is average."

The counselor asked again, "Can you play any musical instruments?"

Li Heng was dumbfounded. Is this asking a bit too much? "I can play the flute and erhu."

Actually, he could also play the suona and piano, and he was best at the two-stringed fiddle and piano. He was really that talented.

Just as the old people in the village said, if you don't study, you can completely cover all the red and white affairs to make a living.

The counselor nodded and said, "Go down first, come to my office tomorrow."

Li Heng heard it and was confused, muttering as he walked down.

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(Stomach pain rested for a while, sent late, sorry, update first then edit)

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