Chapter 220: Enrollment Oath

Returning to school, a teacher gave some brief instructions, assigned dormitories, and handed out textbooks before disappearing.

Because they had undergone military training for a year, the students hadn't been home. Now that the training was over, there was a one-month break, allowing the students to go home and see their families. Of course, the main purpose was to let the students adjust and prepare for the upcoming academic life.

After all, once back at school, serious classes would begin. Since they were all medical students, the academic intensity would be far beyond what they experienced during military training. Health and life were at stake; there was no room for the slightest carelessness.

Students going home threw their luggage into their dorms and left without a second word; Qiu Shui, Xin Yi, and others were all like this. But there were also those who didn't go home. Like Hou Pu, whose home was far away and whose conditions were poor, they chose to stay at school. For one, they had never been to the great capital before and planned to walk around and see the sights. For another, they could go out and do some odd jobs to earn living expenses.

Wang Yan was assigned to a six-person dorm with Qiu Shui, Xin Yi, Du Zhong, Huang Qi, and Hou Pu. The other five boys were minor characters who lived next door.

Gu Ming was an international student, so he had a separate international student apartment and didn't live with them. Actually, Gu Ming had wanted to come and live with everyone before, but after taking one look at the environment, he abandoned this immature idea. After all, he lived alone there, and the environment was quite good—truly comfortable. This way, he also had the opportunity to invite Xiao Hong over as a guest...

In the dorm, Wang Yan put away his luggage, looked at Hou Pu, who was tidying up his bed, and asked, "Really not going home?"

Hou Pu let out a long sigh, his eyes a bit red: "Not going... The cost of a round-trip ticket, all that time spent on the road, and going home would just trouble my parents. Why go back? I'll wait and see..."

Wang Yan knew that this "wait" of his would be at least four years, and if things didn't go well, it might be until he started working and had money in his hands—only then, when he had "made something of himself," would he go home.

"Alright then. When I'm free, I'll come by to take you out for a stroll and get some good food."

Hou Pu grinned: "That sounds great. You must not forget, okay?"

He wouldn't refuse a chance to take advantage of a situation. Besides, he quite liked interacting with Wang Yan because he was the only one who had never looked down on him. Even though Wang Yan had won the heart of his beloved Zhao Yingnan...

"No problem. I'm off."

After agreeing, Wang Yan went downstairs with a smile to meet up with Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue.

Both of them lived in the capital, so they didn't plan to stay at school and wanted to go home to play the little princess. Truth be told, they couldn't get enough pampering when they were with Wang Yan, so they wanted to go home to enjoy some comfort. But they were both reluctant to leave Wang Yan; after all, they knew he was "fatherless and motherless," so how sad it must be for him to be home alone.

Plus, since they hadn't been home for a year, there must be a layer of dust, so the two of them put their heads together and decided to follow Wang Yan to his home to help clean up. Of course, the main thing was to learn the way so they could come over during the break.

Of course, their hearts might be in the right place, but to really clean it thoroughly would take several days. After all, his residence was a three-courtyard mansion of over nine hundred, nearly a thousand square meters. Wang Yan didn't have high hopes for these two girls who had never done manual labor...

Seeing Wang Yan come out, they greeted him, and Zhao Yingnan asked, "Where is your home?"

Wang Yan said, "You'll know when we get there. Let's go, let's take a taxi."

On this point, Yang Yue was much stronger, which could be considered her greatest advantage. Otherwise, in terms of looks, figure, or family background, she couldn't compare to Zhao Yingnan, so why would she still be thinking about Wang Yan? It was all down to her self-confidence.

Their location was inside the Second Ring Road. Although taxis were relatively scarce now, in a place like the capital, there were still quite a few. Of course, there were more pedicabs on the streets at this moment. But pedaling a pedicab would take over half an hour, while with the current traffic conditions, taking a taxi was just a matter of stepping on the gas—a ten-minute trip, and it was more comfortable too.

Along the way, Wang Yan listened to Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue talking about the changes in the neighborhood over the past year, and they arrived at Beihai amidst laughter.

Strolling along, he led the two girls into a hutong not far from the lake, and after a few steps, he stopped in front of a gate. Wang Yan fished the key out from his space, opened the door, and pushed it open with force, turning sideways to look at the two girls: "What are you standing there for? Come in."

The two girls looked at each other, nodded silently, stepped over the threshold, bypassed the screen wall, and walked inside.

Wang Yan followed behind with a smile. The two of them weren't surprised that Wang Yan had such a large residence; after all, in this era, Sihe Academy weren't popular, and people preferred tall, small Western-style houses.

No one expected that Sihe Academy would skyrocket in price later. Wasn't there that story? A man sold his residence and ran to America to make money, worked hard for many years to earn a fortune, but when he looked back, he couldn't afford his original residence.

Perhaps they were surprised by the location of Wang Yan's residence. After all, it was adjacent to Beihai, with Jingshan Park to the south, and the Forbidden City just beyond that—it was truly at the root of the Jingcheng. Even if Sihe Academy weren't popular, the value of this location was there, not to mention the area wasn't small.

Wang Yan took the two girls around and introduced the place. Because no one had lived there for a year, there was indeed a thick layer of dust.

Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue looked at each other and turned to look at Wang Yan: "Such a big house, how long will it take us to clean it?"

Yang Yue also nodded: "Yeah, it's too big..."

Wang Yan said with a smile: "It's fine, no need to clean everything. It's just me, no one else is living here. We just need to clean the main rooms and the study. If you two stay here, the three main rooms are enough."

He wasn't in a hurry for success; he still had to study how to handle the two girls. Of course, Zhao Yingnan was definitely his designated main wife; there had to be a sense of order. And if they really spent a few years together without getting married, especially if he messed around with other girls, if Zhao Guosong found out, he had no doubt he would come over and hang him up to whip him.

Subsequently, Wang Yan got busy with the two of them. Drying quilts, sweeping the floor, tidying beds, wiping tables—by the time they finished, it was already evening.

Wang Yan looked at the two of them pounding their backs: "It's so late, don't bother anymore. Why don't you stay here tonight and go back tomorrow?"

The two looked at each other and nodded. Zhao Yingnan said, "I have to call home to let them know. My mom and grandma both know I'm back today."

Yang Yue nodded from the side: "Me too."

"Then let's go. We'll go to the shop at the end of the street to make the call, and buy some vegetables on the way back. Let you two taste my cooking."

When he was with these two, he never used sweet talk because there would be problems no matter what he said; everyone was just classmates. Only when he was alone with someone would he say a couple of flirtatious words.

Wang Yan took the two girls out to the shop to make the call, then bought some fish, meat, vegetables, and fruit, and made a sumptuous dinner.

When it was time to sleep, he had his own room, and the two girls didn't separate but slept in the same room—presumably for mutual supervision...

The next day, after seeing the two girls off, Wang Yan tidied up and went straight to the Electronics Street. With the Reform and Opening-up, the implementation of a series of policies, and dozens of surrounding colleges and universities, this place was definitely the frontier of China's technology.

Wang Yan didn't go there for anything else but to act as a middleman, bridge deals, and sell computers to earn his first pot of gold. After all, he only had ten thousand yuan in his hands, and after spending a few thousand during the year of training, he didn't have much left. Moreover, he still needed to invest in building his own medical laboratory to develop the secret medicine into a finished product. There were also two women to support, plus he himself was used to enjoying life—he had to make money.

The money was right there; for him, it was basically picking it up. As long as he worked hard for a period of time to get a good start, he wouldn't need to worry too much in the future; it was very easy. If he still lived in poverty under these circumstances, that would be his own problem.

Although it was the early nineties, a computer could cost ten thousand or even tens of thousands, but there were always rich people. Even if there were few home computer users, there were many units making purchases, so there was a source of wealth. Moreover, college students, as a group at the forefront, were also a major purchasing group. If they couldn't afford it themselves, couldn't they pool their money?

He was familiar with computers, and while he couldn't rattle off every configuration, he could look at the data and put something together that was sufficient. The main thing was that the current Electronics Street was a mixed bag of good and bad, and the water was deep. As an honest player with strength and means like him, as long as he got a start and had a certain foundation, making money was quite easy.

After all, he wasn't afraid of others; whoever messed with him, he would mess with them.

The situation now was different from when he was in "Rush to the Dead Summer"—that was around '98 or '99, and another wave of crackdowns had already happened. The overall environment was still okay, and he didn't have so many problems with bridging deals and acting as a middleman back then.

Now, after the '83 crackdown, evil had sprouted again after a few years. In these years, if you went out to do business, especially big business, you couldn't do it without getting your hands a little dirty. Most people relied on early accumulation to get started and then switched to other lines of work. After all, if you didn't get dirty but others did, what would you do if they played dirty to deal with you?

In this way, he could make a fortune just by cleaning up after people, if he wasn't careful. With his strength, whether now or in the future, it wouldn't be much of a problem if he really wanted to take a shortcut; the only difference would be that it would take a bit more effort.

And in the gaps when Wang Yan went out to make money, Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue would come over from time to time to get close to him.

The difference was that knowing Wang Yan was working hard to make money, Zhao Yingnan would wipe away tears, feeling that Wang Yan wasn't having an easy time, and then she would talk about how he spent money lavishly. This wasn't strange; although her father was a Chief of Staff, they couldn't have that much money. Of course, her perspective was there; after all, she lived in a military compound. It was just that she felt Wang Yan's consumption didn't match his actual level.

Yang Yue was much simpler. Without a word, she gave up her time for memorizing vocabulary, significantly increased the frequency of finding him, and directly helped with work, doing what she could, like handing out flyers.

Of course, it wasn't to say Zhao Yingnan didn't help, but her words were too dense.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and it was the end of August, the day before the '92 students officially started classes.

In such a large school, there were certainly more than twenty people in their clinical department, but they were considered the "seed players." There were also many others in other majors and those reading for undergraduate clinical degrees.

On this day, all the '92 students of Renhe were organized onto the school playground, and under the leadership of the principal, over a thousand people took a solemn and grave oath together.

"Health is the tie, life is the trust.

At the moment I step into this sacred medical institution, I solemnly swear:

I volunteer to dedicate myself to medicine, love the motherland, be loyal to the people, abide by medical ethics, respect teachers and follow discipline, study diligently, be tireless, strive for perfection, and develop comprehensively.

I am determined to do my utmost to eliminate human suffering, assist in the perfection of health, maintain the sanctity and honor of medical arts, heal the wounded and rescue the dying, endure hardships without complaint, pursue persistently, and struggle for the development of the motherland's medical and health cause and the physical and mental health of mankind for my whole life."

Wang Yan could see that many people's necks were bulging with veins as they shouted. Perhaps at this moment, under the sense of mission and belonging brought by this ritual, they really felt the heavy responsibility of being tied to human health and life. He didn't know if they would remember their original intention when they truly entered the profession later.

Of course, a school like Renhe attached great importance to the cultivation of students' moral character. Moreover, the atmosphere of the entire school was there, and there were countless real-life stories of medical predecessors who dedicated themselves. After being influenced for a long time, the overall quality would certainly not be bad.

After the dismissal, there was another class meeting, and Wang Yan was called to the office by the class teacher.

The class teacher was a doctoral student under thirty named Zhao Xinglin, who could be considered a senior fellow.

While pouring water, Zhao Xinglin greeted Wang Yan: "Sit anywhere, don't be polite."

After thanking him, Wang Yan sat down steadily on the stool.

Zhao Xinglin placed a cup of water in front of Wang Yan, took a sip himself, and sat down: "You kid are amazing. You haven't even arrived yet, and your reputation has already been made. Now you are truly known by everyone at Renhe. Not only are you invincible in the military camp, but you also wrote a song that was promoted throughout the army and appeared on the Spring Festival Gala. In the end, you even led our Renhe Medical College to win the championship in the knowledge competition, and your academic grades are also number one. This is truly..."

Wang Yan smiled and didn't speak.

Shaking his head, Zhao Xinglin continued: "The reason I asked you to come this time is, first, to see you, this capable person, and second, in view of your outstanding performance in the first academic year, the college has some rewards for you."

Wang Yan said: "Thank you for the college leadership's cultivation."

"No one is here to listen to your flattery." Zhao Xinglin rolled his eyes and took out two forms: "This is the reissued scholarship for the first academic year, and this is the application for joining the Party. Also, your military rank has been promoted to Captain, which is a reward for that song of yours. After filling out these two forms, go find..."

After listening, Wang Yan nodded and said: "Thank you, teacher, I understand."

"Alright, come find me if you have anything in the future. Go."

After Wang Yan thanked him, he got up and returned to the dormitory.

This was a full-time school, so one had to live in the dorm; one could choose not to stay on Saturdays and Sundays. It was mainly because he felt there was no point in going back; otherwise, he could have gone back, as the checks weren't that strict.

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A month passed, and the group of people who had become familiar with each other hadn't seen each other for a long time, including Gu Ming, who was currently chatting in the dormitory.

Seeing Wang Yan return, Hou Pu saw the two pieces of paper in his hand: "Wang Yan, what did the teacher want with you? And you even got two pieces of paper. Let me see what they are?"

Wang Yan handed them over casually; this stuff couldn't be hidden anyway. However, the scholarship was one thing, but this was his first time applying to join the Party; in the real world, his status was that of a member of the masses. In other modern worlds, although he was quite impressive, it was basically the same. Mainly, at his level, whether he joined or not was about the same; what mattered was the heart.

Hou Pu took them, and after seeing clearly, he read them out loud unconsciously: "Scholarship application form, Party membership application?"

Others followed: "Let me see, let me see."

After handing them to the others, Hou Pu looked at Wang Yan: "Why don't we have them?"

Wang Yan thought for a moment and said: "Maybe you need to apply uniformly and then go through the process. My application is certainly the same as yours; it's just that they gave it to me first."

This stuff had rules and regulations, and he wasn't so impressive that he could break the rules. A song had brought glory to the school and increased the school's popularity. Even without Wang Yan, the school wouldn't have been bad. Moreover, it was a medical college, and he was famous for his singing, which was always a bit lacking.

Adding flowers to the brocade was certainly nice, and considering he was indeed outstanding and had excellent grades, the college leadership gave it with a clear conscience. Giving the child a little honor a little earlier wasn't a bad thing.

Hou Pu nodded and didn't say anything more; he would probably study it and go find the teacher to ask specifically later. His conditions were poor, so he could apply for financial aid, and since he was at the top of his class and a class monitor, he should also receive a scholarship. The two together were a large sum of money, saving him from doing a lot of work.

By now, the others had finished reading, took the things, put them casually on the table, and while making the bed, asked: "It's been a month, how is everyone?"

During this break, he had only seen Hou Pu, eaten two meals together, and found him a job in Zhongguancun.

Xin Yi grinned: "Don't you see I've gained a circle?"

Others also spoke one after another, basically saying they had eaten and drunk well and enjoyed themselves for a month.

After they finished talking, Du Zhong asked: "Hey, Brother Yan, I heard from Hou Pu that you worked in Zhongguancun? And you even introduced him to a job?"

"It's not like you don't know my situation. The money I had left was almost spent, so if I didn't think of a way, I'd just have to wait to die." Wang Yan looked at Du Zhong with a smile: "What's wrong? You want to go too?"

Huang Qi said: "He's with Gu Xiaoman, and his living expenses are only so much. He wants to earn more to spend time with her."

"Understood, you're quite fast."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. So, about the job?"

"The job is no problem. Just come with me when you're off this week. But I have to advise you: it's fine to earn money while dating, but don't let it delay your studies."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan, guaranteed no problem."

"Anyone who wants to go just find me. I'll introduce you." Wang Yan nodded and said to the others. The jobs he introduced weren't necessarily great—after all, it was just selling labor—but the wages and such were certainly not bad.

After speaking, he looked at Huang Qi: "How are you and Liu Tingting? I remember you two were together after military training."

Huang Qi looked a bit dejected: "Don't mention it, her family arranged for her to go abroad."

Hou Pu also just learned about this: "I was wondering why I hadn't seen Liu Tingting before. So she went abroad. Then, between you two... what are you going to do?"

Huang Qi shook his head: "I don't know either. She didn't say anything when she called me before she left."

Wang Yan understood that there would be no result for the two of them, so he advised: "Huang Qi, brother advises you, just let it go. We don't know what she's doing on the other side of the ocean, and she can't care about your warmth or cold. Hanging on like this is meaningless. If you don't cut it off when you should, you'll suffer the chaos later. Better to start a new life."

Xin Yi nodded: "I think Wang Yan makes sense."

Huang Qi wasn't a man of decision: "Let's wait and see, let's wait and see..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Du Zhong was near the door: "Who is it? Coming." The minor characters next door wouldn't knock, and everyone was in the room now; others basically wouldn't come over.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Yingnan walked in with a smile: "Everyone's here."

Hou Pu went forward eagerly: "Yingnan, you're here."

Zhao Yingnan nodded awkwardly, but Xin Yi was sensible and went up to pull Hou Pu aside: "You're everywhere."

Wang Yan smiled: "What are you here for?"

Scanning the room and seeing everyone staring at her, especially Qiu Shui, Zhao Yingnan walked up to Wang Yan: "I was afraid you wouldn't tidy up properly, so I came to help you make the bed."

"Hey, I can handle this little thing myself, no need for you."

"Since I'm already here, you go down and talk to them, I'll make it for you."

Wang Yan didn't spoil the mood, jumped off the bed, and let Zhao Yingnan go up to make it. He didn't even need to ask why Yang Yue didn't come; it must have been Xin Yi's reason, otherwise, she wouldn't have let Zhao Yingnan have the spotlight alone.

Next, the group of boys basically didn't speak, sitting or standing, staring at Zhao Yingnan who was busy, occasionally casting envious glances at Wang Yan.

Not to mention Qiu Shui, who still hadn't gotten together with Xiao Hong and was obsessed with Zhao Yingnan—it had become a demon in his heart. Moreover, he was particularly resentful of Wang Yan. Not to mention the distant past, just now, before Wang Yan came back, he was the center, but once Wang Yan returned, he was pushed to the side. He used to think Wang Yan spent money lavishly, but didn't he still go out to work during the break? What was he pretending for?

And now, the woman he dreamed of day and night came over eagerly to make the bed for the person he looked down on the most? This fucking...

Zhao Yingnan also felt the atmosphere was wrong, turned her head to look at the boys staring at her, and couldn't help but blush: "Don't just look at me, do what you should be doing."

Seeing it had no effect, she called out coquettishly: "Oh, Wang Yan~~~" That was truly winding and turning.

Xin Yi acted up, learned to say it, and even swayed his slightly chubby body to match.

Everyone laughed out loud.

Wang Yan kicked him irritably: "Alright, let's talk business. We haven't seen each other for a month. How about I treat everyone to a meal later?"

"Okay."

"No problem."

Everyone responded in unison.

Huang Qi said: "But forget about you treating. Let's split it. After all, you're not having an easy time. I felt bad enough eating so much of yours before; this time, I can't let you spend money."

Others nodded, thinking Wang Yan's money was earned from working, so it was indeed not easy.

"Hey, it's fine. I have money to eat out. You don't need to feel bad. If there's a day I really don't have money, just remember today's words and help me out."

After speaking, Wang Yan turned to look at Zhao Yingnan: "Today it's a group of boys, so I won't bring you."

Zhao Yingnan thought for a moment and said: "How about calling the girls together? They are also chatting idly in the dorm with nothing to do. Everyone hasn't seen each other for a long time and is a bit estranged, and our class has a new person named Yuan Baihui. It's a good chance to get familiar. What do you think?"

The newcomer Yuan Baihui was capable; after all, parachuting directly into the best medical college in the country was a problem in itself. Most importantly, in the original story, what were the conditions of the person this girl introduced to Xiao Hong? A master's graduate from Columbia University in America, studying information technology, returning to start a business, his father was the third-in-command of a state-owned enterprise, and his grandfather was a first-generation high-ranking official. With conditions like that, Yuan Baihui wouldn't have been able to meet him even if she wanted to.

Once these words were out, some were tempted, some felt it was a nuisance, but clearly, more were tempted.

Especially Gu Ming, who grinned: "Good idea, I agree."

With him taking the lead, others who agreed followed suit, and those who didn't were too embarrassed to say so.

Wang Yan looked around and said: "Alright, that's settled. It'll be noon soon, let's have lunch directly, how about that?"

"Good."

"No problem."

Xin Yi waved his hand: "But let's agree first, this time we split the cost, really don't need you."

Wang Yan didn't speak; he would just wait and see. Of course, he wasn't short of money, and there was no need to explain to others how rich he really was. If these people insisted on splitting, then they would split. Anyway, he would pay the bill in the end; if someone gave him money, he would take it, and if not, that was fine too.

Zhao Yingnan winked at Wang Yan and continued to tidy the bed with a smile.

The group of boys started discussing where to eat. If it were just the dozen or so boys, wandering around to find a place would be fine. Now with a group of female classmates, being indecisive would be too much of a hassle.

It was just that some were from out of town, and even those who were locals didn't know much about the surroundings. In the end, Hou Pu suggested a nearby restaurant. He hadn't been inside, but said it smelled very good when he passed by...

Everyone had no choice, so it was settled directly.

Zhao Yingnan helped Wang Yan tidy the bed, said goodbye, and went back to gather the female classmates, agreeing to meet at the school gate in half an hour.

After chatting for a while, estimating the time was about right, the group of boys, including Qiu Shui, set off in a grand manner to the school gate.

After the girls came to gather, the twenty-four people went directly to the restaurant Hou Pu mentioned... ===== CHAPTER 221 =====