The next morning, Chen Jingbing finished breakfast and went out with his admission letter. The house that Fatty Song Que bought was not far from Fudan University. In just a few minutes, Chen Jingbing arrived at the gate of Fudan University.

Unlike the deserted days in the past, Fudan University is very lively today, with crowds coming and going at the school gate. Many students come and come alone with their luggage, and some parents are accompanying them.

At the school gate, a bright red banner had already been pulled up, and there were banners that welcomed freshmen to enter the school everywhere. When you entered the school gate, there was a small square about the size of a football field, with several desks placed separately, which was the place to sign in to the school entrance.

There was a long queue in front of each desk, indicating the enrollment of Fudan University this year. Chen Jingbing reported the Department of History. In addition to his interests and hobbies, the mysterious veils of ancient China also deeply attracted him.

However, Chen Jingbing searched for most of the day but couldn't find the registration position of the History Department, which made him ashamed. Although there were indeed many people in this small square, he wouldn't be able to find it even if he couldn't find it!

As a last resort, Chen Jingbing had to ask a senior sister from the Department of Journalism and Communication who was registering for freshmen.

Of course, if he really wants to know, he can also find out about the staff who maintain order next to him, but who made this senior sister look so beautiful?

According to the guidance of the beautiful senior, Chen Jingbing finally found a freshman in the history department in a small corner to register with a desk with a stack of registration forms on it. A senior in charge of enrollment was lying on the desk and was sleeping soundly.

Chen Jingbing was a little surprised. Fudan University’s History Department is ranked third in the country. How could it be so deserted? It’s so unscientific!

"Senior, senior." Chen Jingbing gently shook the senior who was sleeping soundly. What made people laugh and cry was that the senior seemed to sleep very sweetly. He didn't know what beautiful thing he dreamed of, but a small pool of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zheng rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered in a daze: "The Department of Journalism and Communication on the left is the Department of Economics on the right, and the Department of Literature on the opposite side. Go and find the others yourself, don't disturb the date with the school beauty."

After saying that, he wiped the corner of his mouth and was about to continue looking for the school beauties in his dream. Chen Jingbing, who was standing in front of him, turned green. He really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to choose the History Department. As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. If the students are like this, what can the teacher be so awesome?

Putting his admission letter on the table in front of him, Chen Jingbing said lightly: "Senior, I'm here to report."

"What, what!" Xu Zheng suddenly became energetic, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, held his golden-framed glasses, looked at Chen Jingbing calmly and said, "What do you say you are doing, say it again?"

He suspected that he had heard it wrong and had hallucinations. It was all morning! So far, no student had received it. In Xu Zheng's heart, he was already desperate. He remembered the promise he had made in front of the teacher, patting his chest and making a promise, and he had the heart to cry.

"I said, I'm here to report." Chen Jingbing pushed forward his admission notice, indicating that he was indeed here to report.

A green light suddenly appeared in Xu Zheng's eyes, and he took Chen Jingbing's admission notice. He was afraid that Chen Jingbing would take it back, so he looked carefully, then put it seriously in a small wooden box. Finally, under Shen Jingbing's glaring gaze, he took out a small lock from his pocket and locked it with a click.

Chen Jingbing's forehead was leaping wildly. What was going on? Isn't it just to fill out a registration form to report? How come it was like being guarded against thieves?

After taking out a form for Chen Jingbing to fill it out, Xu Zheng then breathed a long sigh and waved to the few people sitting on the ground fighting against the landlords, saying, "You guys come here and take this new report junior to the physical examination and pay for the school uniform."

Wang Teng threw the card in his hand to the ground, patted his butt and stood up, and said to the other two roommates who were staring at him in a daze: "I won't fight anymore, I'll take my junior to have a physical examination, you guys are having fun!"

Looking at the departure of Wang Teng and Shen Jingbing, Ye Qiu suddenly remembered something, picked up the card that Wang Teng threw on the ground, and suddenly shouted and started to curse at the top of his throat, which attracted some freshmen passing by to watch.

Hearing the angry curse coming from behind, Wang Teng laughed with a vulgar look on his face, and reached out to hug Chen Jingbing's shoulder and said, "Senior brother, it's really ape dung! You are my lucky star. You are the heavenly soldiers and generals sent by God to save me. If you have any trouble in the History Department in the future, I will protect you."

Chen Jingbing reached out and touched his shoulders, and he had goose bumps. With his current peak strength in Mingjin, not to mention walking sideways in school, it is still okay to protect himself. In addition, he was in the hell training at the Dragon Slaying Base before, there was nothing to say about physical strength and ability to fight against attacks.

As for attack power, there is no need to say more. His power is also comparable to that of ordinary powerful people who have just entered the dark power. Of course, skills and other skills have always been his shortcomings. No matter how strong the attack power is, it is a scumbag if he can't hit anyone.

After paying the fee after the physical examination, Wang Teng took Chen Jingbing to collect his various supplies, then went to collect school uniforms and military training uniforms, etc. Finally, he came to the dormitory of a freshman in the Department of History.

There was no one here at this moment. The huge dormitory was deserted. Chen Jingbing chose a bed near the window. After Wang Teng sent him to the dormitory, he went back, leaving only Chen Jingbing alone here.

Listening to the sound of fighting from other students in the department outside, Chen Jingbing lay on his bed, quietly looking at the ceiling, and Shen Jianhao's figure appeared in his mind, his thoughts gradually drifted away and he soon fell asleep.

When Chen Jingbing woke up, the sky was getting darker outside. When he got up, he saw that there was one more person in the dormitory. He lived opposite his bed, about 1.75 meters tall, and was very handsome. He had an inexplicable temperament in every move that could deeply attract your attention.

Seeing Chen Jingbing woke up, Li Jiuge smiled at him and said softly: "Hello, classmate, I am Li Jiuge, a freshman in the History Department. Please take care of me in the future."

"Chen Jingbing, a freshman from the History Department, is very happy to know you." Chen Jingbing rubbed his aching head, his face looked tired, he slept for an afternoon, but didn't even eat lunch, and had a severe headache.

"Have you eaten?" Chen Jingbing asked.

"Am I?" Li Jiuge looked at Chen Jingbing in shock, then smiled slightly and said, "It's not yet, I'm about to go, you just woke up, why don't we go together."

"Okay." Chen Jingbing nodded and said, "When I wash up, I'll call Wang Teng and Senior Xu Zheng and others together."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!