Age: My Small World

Chapter 428 An Ordinary Day

The capital city is even colder in January, and the air feels bitingly cold when you wake up in the morning.

When Yang Jun got up from the bed, he had to put on his coat while shivering.

As for the people in the dormitory, they were so cold that their teeth were chattering.

"Damn it, this weather is too cold." Wang Chong couldn't help but curse.

"Master Chong, aren't you from Tianjin? You should be used to this kind of weather by now."

Lego said in surprise.

"I can't get used to it. I've been afraid of the cold since I was a child."

Wang Chong shook his head.

"I originally wanted to go to university in the south, but my family wouldn't agree. Besides, the universities in the south aren't as good as those in Beijing. So I had no choice but to come to Beijing University."

"Tsk tsk." Lego clicked his tongue after hearing this. He didn't expect Wang Chong to have had such an idea before.

As for Lu Liangjun, he got up silently without gritting his teeth, because for them further north, this temperature was nothing, and he had experienced much colder temperatures.

Everyone in the dormitory wore fleece clothes to sleep, so it wasn't too cold. It was a pity there was no kang, otherwise it would have been warmer.

After getting up, they went straight to the cafeteria.

The icy ground on the road became an ice rink for several people. It would be incomplete if we didn’t skate on it for a few laps.

Everyone's shoes got wet very quickly.

However, Yang Jun was wearing long waders, so he was not afraid.

He wore these shoes specifically so that he could add fleece inside, and then he also wore thick, furry socks, which were extremely warm.

Some of the others were wearing old-fashioned cloth shoes, while others were wearing hand-sewn leather shoes, which were like Lego. They looked like grasslands and must have been made at home.

Wang Chong was wearing warm shoes, the same as most workers, so his family would not be short of money.

"Yang Jun, your shoes are not slippery."

Yang Jun also wanted to skate along, but his spikes didn't allow him to skate, and he got stuck as soon as he tried, so he could only watch them play.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, it was already bustling with activity and there was a very long queue.

They hurried to the end of the line and a few people looked around while holding lunch boxes.

"Today's breakfast has been changed to noodles."

Lego's eyes lit up.

As a person from northern Shaanxi, noodles and steamed buns are probably his favorites, but Lego personally prefers noodles.

"I'll take a look."

Yang Jun took a look and began to look forward to breakfast a little more.

He is already tired of eating steamed buns every day.

How can today's breakfast compare to the richness of the future? He will simply add spicy soup to mutton buns, fried dough sticks to soy milk, rice noodles to rice sausage, wontons to noodles, and there are so many varieties.

But now, it’s good enough to have steamed buns to eat.

Occasionally going to the street to eat two fried cakes is considered an improvement in life.

It's rare to be a good student today. It's better to think and do more than anything else. He attends classes with everyone. Such a peaceful and ordinary life is exactly what he wants.

After making a bowl of noodles and pouring some meat-oil sauce on it, several people couldn't wait to find a place to sit down and start eating.

"It tastes really good, and has the flavor of our place." Lego took the first bite, and then felt his whole body sublime.

"Is it that exaggerated?" Wang Chong took a bite.

“It’s just regular noodles.”

"Oh, you don't understand." Lego shook his head. "You don't know how painful it is for a noodle lover to not be able to eat noodles for several months."

"Forehead."

The three people were speechless.

Yang Jun tried it and found that it was not as delicious as the one he made himself.

But he was also right, he used a lot of oil and meat when cooking, and he also had all the seasonings, and he added spiritual water to cook it, so it would be strange if the taste was bad.

But it was pretty good anyway, so he ate it with relish.

After eating for half an hour, several people got up and went to class on time.

In the morning, Shen Tang taught the history of ancient literature.

Five thousand years of history make this course very enriching. Shen Tang will also intersperse various interesting myths or unofficial histories to amuse everyone. So don’t be fooled by Shen Tang’s usual seriousness, he is actually very popular in class.

When talking about the pre-Qin period, we also have to talk about historical essays and essays of various philosophers.

Yang Jun didn't dare to relax at all after hearing this.

He has always been interested in literature and often creates works, so this kind of course is very necessary for him to learn. In addition to expanding his knowledge reserves, he can also learn many uncommon skills, which can be applied to the writing process, which is a refinement of his writing style.

Unfortunately, he no longer submits articles now.

The newspaper contacted him twice, and the letters contained sincere invitations, but he eventually declined in writing.

For the time being, Yang Jun has no plans for his next work.

The group of writers has gradually become a target of attention. Who makes them make money so easily? They can earn a few hundred yuan just by writing something, and even get royalties if the article is published. Several big writers' books can easily fetch tens of thousands of yuan.

Yang Jun would not step forward at this time.

Originally, Jiang Xueying wanted to publish a few articles to give it a try, but he stopped her.

Even though she didn't understand why, Jiang Xueying obediently didn't do it.

Maybe some things that happened during this period will make her understand.

Shaking his head and not thinking any more, Yang Jun continued to listen to Old Shen bragging.

After attending another phonology class in the afternoon, I finally finished my study for the day.

Phonology tests memory, which is actually an advantage for Yang Jun, so he learns quickly.

The professor teaching the course is none other than Professor Wei Dongyan, the master of phonology mentioned last time. He is a leader in this field and even focuses his research on the phonological culture of Chinese characters. It is estimated that several more books will be published in the future based on his research.

The ordinary day was basically over. Yang Jun stretched and was about to tell Wang Chong and the others that he would be staying outside more often when someone interrupted him.

"Yang Jun, someone is looking for you." Squad leader Xu Yan called out.

Yang Jun looked over and saw a figure standing not far from the door.

"Huh? Why is she here?"

Yang Jun immediately placed his textbook next to Wang Chong and said, "Please take it back for me. Thank you."

He then left his roommates behind and ran away.

"Look, another girl is looking for Yang Jun."

"Who is this? He doesn't look like someone from our department."

In the corridor, Wei Ran naturally smoothed the ends of his hair on his forehead.

"What? Don't you recognize me?"

She smiled at Yang Jun, somewhat amused by his reaction.

"No, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)