Chapter 2 Chapter two

I have a good impression of this young man, and I can say without any concealment that it is entirely out of a secret heart.The first time I saw him was on the lawn of the campus, he was talking to a girl, they seemed to be from the same village.The two spoke quickly and with a firm tone, and it looked like they had met by chance.He gestured, the girl listened carefully, and then added a few words. In fact, they were talking about me and my courses.Because my public class of "Animals and Humans" attracted many students.Many students from other departments came to listen to it, and I know its influence has now spread to the entire Lost City University.Of course, I am very happy.First the girl recognized me, otherwise, I would have walked past them.I have forgotten the girl's name, she was a very ordinary girl, not the pretty one.What aroused my interest was the young man in front of me. He made me seem to see the shadow of my youth.With his square and slightly elongated face, and his slender and straight figure, I smiled at him.

Even if it wasn't recommended by that girl, he would have sat in the class. I thought he was studying this, and he had no choice.In fact, I still have to thank the girl with the buck teeth, although I forgot her name.He often sat in that seat in the middle on the south side, and he listened very carefully.But I can tell from his cruising eyes that he is pretending.At least it's for yourself.He seemed to be thinking of something. In addition to my open classes, my "zoology tutorial" is also very exciting.I enjoy talking with my students.I learned about Zhang Yu's interests and aspirations from another student named Cheng Qing.At that time, we seemed to be talking about personal hobbies. Cheng Qing was eating bread in his mouth and sucking milk with a thin straw. He told me, teacher, Zhang Yu should actually go to the Department of Chinese, not the Department of Biology. His ideal is to be a graduate student. a writer.He is writing a novel titled "The Rain Whisperer".His mind is not here at all.I said, is it.It's good to be a writer.But the Chinese department is not necessarily a place to train writers.I thought to myself, this is actually more like when I was younger.Our topic changed from her drinking straw to breakfast. Cheng Qing told me that we often did this. We couldn’t get up in the morning, so we had to sip some bread and milk between classes.Then the bell for class rang.Cheng Qing came into the classroom shaking her ponytail in front of me.Cheng Qing is a nice girl with a lively and lovely nature.

It’s not clear what happened later, I don’t know if he was finally chosen as an assistant to go to Box Rock just because he resembles me.I happened to be going to the department that day, and I ran into Zhang Yu on campus. When I told him that I needed an assistant, and it was him, he was obviously very happy.He would have bowed to me if it wasn't for the waist-high bushes.At the beginning, the department didn't agree very much, they thought that an undergraduate student didn't have the qualifications yet.But later, because of my insistence, I agreed. We left Los Angeles one morning two weeks later.It takes three or four hours by train from Luocheng to Luocheng.How should I put it, I am revisiting the old place.