Chapter 328: Start class!
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Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming
- Erbao Angel
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- 2021-03-02 09:38:50
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John didn't explain too much, and when they actually started the class, they understood the school's painstaking efforts.
The buildings turned down, and finally reached the two libraries that Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were most interested in. When they entered the building, the sober and simple style really did not have the bells and whistles of New York.
This is the fifth most comprehensive library in the United States. There are thousands of ancient books in it. In addition to the wooden brown floor and chairs, it also has a more private compartment.
Students who study here can choose more.
It is still a vacation holiday. The seats inside have a 40% attendance rate. The people visiting the library just hurriedly scanned the books and retreated.
"Here are usually open 23 hours, there will be an hour every day to organize and summarize the returned books, other times you can come here to review your homework at any time."
"But to tell you the unfortunate news, don't look at it can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, the space is very large, but on the school day, if you want to find an empty seat, it is almost always difficult."
"So Columbia University is considered to be a highly academic institution. The specific feelings will be clear when you start the first class."
This kind of thing can only be understood or not. For these students from the most learnable countries in Asia, there are also many people who disdain the alarmism of the older brothers of Columbia, and they will not cry until they are really in class. .
After a few people visited the basic campus facilities, they discovered that there was a strange independent iron gate on the campus of Columbia University.
The all-black design and the European-style logo stand on the campus of Columbia University. I feel that it is out of tune with the style here. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei are a little curious, and they signal to John to wait for the other party's introduction.
As soon as John looked at each other's expressions, they knew their curiosity. He shrugged a little helplessly and introduced: "This is Barnard College."
"Oh, I know you want to continue to ask what kind of college this is. I regret to inform you that this is an independent college at Columbia University."
"To put it simply, this is a middle school, this is a girls' school, not Columbia...although they can get and apply for a Colombian degree after graduation..."
"But our students don't admit it, because their graduation certificates are also independent records of Barnard College graduation certificates, and their colleges are independent from childhood to teachers, and financial operations are also separated. of."
"As you know, this is our sister's school. Of course, if you are not smart enough, then just apply to Barnard College."
After talking about it, John shook his hair proudly. As a proud Columbia University student, what should I do if he was misunderstood and lowered his standard?
Qin watched the freshmen who came out holding books inside. The summer uniforms in their hands were purple, and the emblem on the top was also the symbol of a bear. It is really different from the lion of Columbia University. This is really interesting.
It is like Peking University in China, where a second-class elementary school is nestled in, and the people inside have a little bit of light, because they are also entitled to all the resources on the campus of Columbia University, including the library and gym.
Of course, when it comes to here, John's expression suddenly brings a hint of men's unique aftertaste. He deliberately throws away his girlfriend and hugged Qin Guan's neck: "The girls here are all art majors, bringing together The most beautiful and temperamental girls in the United States, their favorite is the orthodox student dating of Columbia University, you know."
I know a ball of yarn. Brother, you are talking to me about Barnard’s beautiful posture at such a short distance from my girlfriend. Are you suitable?
You hammer me two, and I poked you side by side out of Barnard's small door, which leads directly to Broadway.
If you are a person with a sunset scene, please come here to see. There is a rare quiet during the peak hours of get off work. The warm sun of the setting sun on the cracked asphalt road is sprinkled with his unique orange halo.
At this time, a group of friends chatting happily found out that the naughty child at night was secretly descending, chasing the little tail of the sunset, and painting the sky with his own color.
A few people went west unknowingly. An American university that had no walls was an exception here at Columbia University. This small campus has a majestic wall, and you will come to the river through the side door.
A little bit of starlight across from it shows the noisy city, while the clusters of purple hydrangeas blooming by the river gently tell about the tranquility and prosperity of Colombia.
"Thank you for your hospitality, see you at school!"
A few people waved goodbye on the tree-lined path by the river, and next to it was a place to struggle in the future, a beautiful and gorgeous paradise.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei will walk along the river to Broadway Street to make a perfect stop for their school trip.
The slightly humble restaurant on the street, with the most swinging boss lady, and her cheap burger with french fries, a special breakfast of $1.99 specially prepared for Columbia students, leaving a wealthy space for those who are not rich. .
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The morning of the next day was still so beautiful. Under the watch of AlmaMater, the two who got the student card, one left and one right, embraced their new school year.
Qin Guangang sat in the first classroom according to his schedule, and found that weird things had been set up in front of the podium table, Chinese tea cups, clean handkerchiefs and a retro cigar box.
What's wrong? The teacher who taught our first class today, which ethnic group is it? The style is really chaotic.
After waiting in the classroom for seven, eight, eight, according to the time of the class, Professor Martin walked into the classroom at the rhythm of Shi Shiran.
In the old place of the business school, the thing prepared on the table must be Kuhn's idea. Teacher Martin glanced at the position in the first row a little, and there was indeed a blond guy who grinned towards his teeth.
Martin sighed helplessly at the other party and looked at the boy with thick bottom glasses next to Kuhn. Alas, Xiao Xiao, the classmate, also chose his course.
This little tail who listened most to Kuhn also passed the examination of the Graduate School of Economics, which was not easy.
Say where is the Chinese kid he likes the most? Won't you be late for class the first day?
The old dizzy Martin, after sweeping around, didn't see his interested Lord. Forget it, let's name it first.
"Kun..." "Yes..."
"Qin Guan..." "To..." (Unfinished to be continued.)