Southern University is located in the old archway of Nandu City, now called Xuefu Street, which is an old street with a history of 1,600 years.

Next to the quaint Xuefu Street is the famous Confucian Temple Street.

Dating back 4,800 years to the Spring and Autumn Period of the Yu-Xia Dynasty, Su Jiuwen, the most famous literary giant in Southern Capital, was born in Wenmiao Street!

Although Su Jiuwen was a celebrity more than a thousand years ago, his poems, songs and a full list of dishes and recipes handed down by Su Jiuwen are still talked about by later generations.

Many popular allusions originated from Su Jiuwen.

If this person lived in the modern era and was a well-known traffic figure in the live broadcast industry, and he was also talented in literature and flirting, what else would you want?

As a first-tier undergraduate university, Southern University is located near the Confucian Temple and enjoys the aura of outstanding people, poems and books, which is considered a unique blessing.

Taxis cannot drive into Xuefu Street and Wenmiao Street because there are so many vehicles today and the streets have already been blocked.

Song Ziyu got out of the car five hundred meters away from the school, then pulled her suitcase towards the entrance of the university.

As a new history student of Southern University, Song Ziyu quickly found the reception point of the history department.

Several polite seniors were holding signs in front of the table: Welcome new juniors from the History Department to report.

Song Ziyu stepped forward and reported his name. A senior student wearing square glasses did a simple search on his tablet and quickly found Song Ziyu's identity information.

"Welcome, junior fellow student." A senior stretched out his hand and patted Song Ziyu on the shoulder and said, "Wait a moment and wait for some new classmates to come together. I will take you to the dormitory later."

Song Ziyu obeyed and sat down on the chair behind him.

"Southern University is a large-scale school, enrolling tens of thousands of students every year. The main campus alone has about 4,000 students, and several other campuses are also enrolling today."

A junior named Song Dongyang was very talkative and explained the situation of Southern University.

Song Ziyu was listening to senior Song Dongyang’s popular stories about southern universities, while watching the busy traffic coming and going.

Suddenly, Song Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

A sapphire blue Panamera appeared in front of it. The Panamera ran rampantly, forcing the surrounding people to panic and avoid it, showing that it was extremely domineering.

Finally, we squeezed to the school gate, and the car stopped at the fire exit. A young man with a cigarette in his mouth got out of the car.

The young man has green hair, beach pants and a T-shirt, and flip-flops on his feet, and his hands, legs, and neck are all covered with fancy tattoos.

Song Ziyu recognized this guy at a glance!

That night in front of the bar, the person who drove a drunk driver and killed someone was this second-generation ancestor!

Why is he here?

Shouldn't someone who kills someone deserve to go to jail?

Song Ziyu had several questions in his mind.

The second generation ancestor strutted towards the school gate with a cigarette in his mouth. The beautiful young woman driving the car lowered her window and seemed to give some instructions to the boy. However, the boy impatiently walked into the school.

The security guard at the school gate seemed to know this guy, and he nodded and bowed without actually stopping him.

Is this guy also a student at NTU?

Song Ziyu's favorability towards NTU dropped by several percentage points in an instant.

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Without waiting for too long, Song Dongyang picked up several other students and then personally drove a shuttle bus to take everyone into the campus.

With a cheerful atmosphere, everyone is roaming around the campus.

"Southern University occupies a huge area, and 80% of the campus is dedicated to Su Garden. In other words, we are now in the home of the great writer Su Jiuwen!" Song Dongyang introduced enthusiastically.

At this moment, Song Ziyu felt that Song Dongyang was not like a student at Southern University, but more like a tour guide on the way.

After driving around in the school for almost half an hour, Song Dongyang led everyone to visit most of the main campus of Southern University. Song Ziyu finally had an intuitive understanding of this No. 1 school in Nandu!

In terms of floor space alone, this school is at least as large as four Longshan settlements.

After a long "travel", the shuttle bus stopped at a dormitory building. A man in his twenties wearing a white shirt and black trousers stood in front of the building. Song Dongyang parked the bus and bowed and saluted.

: "Counselor, you have a lot of work to do next."

The man in the white shirt waved his hand very ably and said: "Leave these students to me. You can go back to the school gate to help. Thank you for your hard work."

"Okay!" Song Dongyang drove the shuttle bus away.

Song Ziyu followed the newly minted counselor into the dormitory building.

The dormitory building has a very nice name: Bowang Building.

"Hello everyone, I am your counselor Guan Shaobai. This is my business card. It has my office and phone number. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can contact me.

The capable man behaves like an executive.

After a brief chat, the counselor began to assign dormitories.

The dormitories are all newly decorated, with four people per room.

The room is over 50 square meters, with fine wallpaper and solid wood floors, and is served by central air conditioning. The bed is a 1.5-meter-wide bunk bed, and the four people have their own desks and wardrobes. In addition, there is a separate bathroom in the dormitory.

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"Network cables are all available, and water and electricity are available. Even if you want to have a small kitchen in the dormitory, the conditions are allowed." Guan Shaobai said with a smile.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but secretly nod. After all, it was a major national university, and the dormitories were so comfortably decorated.

But Song Ziyu doesn't plan to live here.

Although this dormitory is good, even better than his home on Yuanta Street, Song Ziyu cannot live here!

The reason is very simple. I am taking care of "starting a business" at the same time, so it is not convenient in this place.

After completing the assignment, Song Ziyu said to the counselor Guan Shaobai: "The counselor can take a step to speak."

"What's the matter?" Guan Shaobai came to the door and asked.

"Counselor, I would like to apply for day study." Song Ziyu said.

"Oh? Are you a local?" Guan Shaobai asked.

"I have relatives locally and live very close to the school." Song Ziyu made up a lie to excuse himself.

Guan Shaobai said: "In principle, the school allows students to apply for day study, but you are a freshman in the first year of school, and the school has planned your dormitory space, so you need to pay the corresponding fees for this semester."

"This is no problem." Song Ziyu said.

"Well, later you can go to the Academic Affairs Office to find the leader to apply for day study." Guan Shaobai left after explaining.

Song Ziyu sent the counselor away and returned to the dormitory. At this time, three classmates were already staying in the dormitory. One of them was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and the other was tinkering with his computer.

"Hey, NTU's Internet speed is really fast!" The student who had adjusted his computer opened the game and was eager to try it.

Song Ziyu greeted the three of them one by one. Jiang Zhe, who was lying dead on the bed, and Liu Kun, who was playing games, were locals from Nandu City and ignored Song Ziyu. However, Lu Fang, a non-local student from the northwest province, was quite enthusiastic.

"Song Ziyu, right? You came last, and only the lower bunk near the toilet is left." Jiang Zhe lit a cigarette for himself, and acted like the big brother in the dormitory, gesticulating at Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, I will listen to your arrangements."

After saying that, Song Ziyu started to pack up.

Even if you don't live in the dormitory, your bed is your face, so you should take care of it no matter what.

"Song Ziyu, where are you from?" Jiang Zhe asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"People from Han'an." Song Ziyu said.

"Han'an is a poor place." Liu Kun answered.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhe had a look of contempt on his face.

Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously: "Although Han'an is not as wealthy as Nandu, everything is fine."

After speaking, Song Ziyu opened the suitcase and began to clean up his personal belongings.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the suitcase was opened, Song Ziyu was greeted with laughter.

"What kind of rags are these!" Jiang Zhe saw the clothes in the suitcase.

The clothes in the suitcase were all prepared by my mother for me. Those clean and tidy old clothes were the ones I wore all the time in high school, and I never got used to them... As for a few sweaters that looked very old-fashioned, they were all made by my mother.

Knit it for yourself with needle and thread!

Hearing Jiang Zhe's ridicule, Song Ziyu raised his head and smiled at Jiang Zhe and said, "It's none of your business."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Zhe exploded instantly. He didn't expect that Song Ziyu, who looked extremely old-fashioned, would dare to talk to him like this.

Seeing Jiang Zhe stand up, Liu Kun stopped playing games and stepped forward directly to help: "Young man from Han'an, please understand your position. You are just a foreigner. Live your life honestly. I advise you to avoid getting into trouble."

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Song Ziyu assessed the current situation

, Jiang Zhe and Liu Kun are both short and thin, so they should have no problem playing against each other.

"Do you feel that you are superior? I will not tolerate you." Song Ziyu said lightly.

Jiang Zhe sneered and stretched out his hand to poke at Song Ziyu: "Boy, I'm just threatening you. You'd better keep your tail between your legs, otherwise I've done nothing else in the past few years and just deal with you."
To be continued...