Chapter 774 Teacher?

"White Lion, Cher, go back, why are you following me?"

Zhuang Rui was a little depressed. He looked at the white lion and snow masturge following him and stopped.

Today is the day of his admission report. Although Zhuang Rui had such an experience when he was in college, and his postgraduate admission was also very loose. There were several days of reporting time, Zhuang Rui still got up early and washed up and was ready to go to school.

Zhuang Rui applied for unified recruitment of graduate students, that is, full-time study, which is exactly the same as the previous college life. The first two years are basic courses and professional courses. Usually, you can complete most of the credits, and the third year is used to complete graduation thesis, internship and job hunting.

Of course, what Zhuang Rui went to school did was just to study and re-experience the life in the ivory tower. He had nothing to do with job hunting. If Zhuang Rui really graduated from archaeology and went to any archaeological research institute to work, I'm afraid that Huang Fuyun and Zhao Hanxuan, who worked for him, would quit.

In fact, if Uncle De didn't say that full-time study would help him develop solid theoretical knowledge, Zhuang Rui would still prefer on-the-job graduate students, so that he could also take care of some business matters.

Perhaps there is more time to take these babies out these days. When Zhuang Rui was about to go out, the white lion and the snow mastess also came up, as if they still wanted to go out for a walk.

"Ah!"

A eagle sound accompanied by a loud whistle, and the little golden eagle also flew over from the front yard, but Fortunately, the little guy fell on the white lion and did not spoil Zhuang Rui's clothes again.

"Go back, Jin Yu, I can't go anywhere today. I'm staying at home, otherwise those people in the small park will pull out your feathers sooner or later..."

Zhuang Rui patted his forehead and said something to intimidate the little golden eagle. The little guy repeatedly taught him to eat other people's birds and birds for fun. In the nest Zhuang Rui built for him, he often found a lot of colorful bird feathers.

"Ah..."

The little golden eagle tilted his head, like a disobedient child, with a soft sound in his mouth, helping the white lion comb his hair with his claws. The white lion's skin was thick and his hair was long, but he was not afraid that the little thing would fall on his body.

"Brother Zhuang, do you want to go out? Why don't you call me?"

Just as Zhuang Rui had a headache for these guys, Peng Fei ran over with a small basin. When he was feeding Xiao Jinyu just now, the little guy suddenly flew to the backyard, and Peng Fei knew that Zhuang Rui should have come out.

"Well, stop, stop...

White Lion, take Xue'er back to your room, Jin Yu, don't go anywhere today, er... Peng Fei, go back to accompany your daughter-in-law, buddy, I went to school, and I'm not going to the Amazon jungle to explore, as for it?"

Zhuang Rui is a little popular. He has to take these guys to school. I'm afraid that Peking University will become a zoo. I guess he will definitely become a student who will be persuaded to quit on the first day of reporting in the history of Peking University.

When the white lion saw that Zhuang Rui was angry, he slipped back to his room with great eyesight. Xiao Jinyu sold small, and his eyes slipped around, but he still honestly followed Peng Fei back to the front yard.

"What are you going to study? It's better to stay at home with your daughter-in-law..."

Peng Fei lowered his voice and floated out from behind Zhuang Rui, so that Zhuang Rui, who was driving the garage, almost staggered. These days, people's hearts are not ancient and morally corrupt. Dudes really want to learn some knowledge, but even there are so many criticisms at home.

......

After entering the garage, Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and drove the black Audi. The car was not ostentatious and did not want to be so eye-catching. Although Zhuang Rui is now a small man with a family, as far as Peking University is concerned, he is only one of the thousands of candidates every year.

"Good boy, are there so many people?"

When Zhuang Rui drove the car to the gate of Beijing, he couldn't help but be stunned. First of all, he didn't mention the buses from the station airport, that is, cars with *** license plates, which also blocked the gate of Beijing.

Sweaty parents are helping their children carry their luggage to the campus, and they are still saying something at ease.

These should be all *** candidates, with slightly youthful and childish faces, with an inexplicable sense of superiority. In their hearts, what their parents have done is taken for granted.

Zhuang Rui looked and shook his head. When he was in college, he was really alone. He rolled up to Zhonghai with a bedding on his back and carried a thermos bottle in his hand. At that time, he was laughed at by several unkind senior students and almost didn't do it.

"Di...DiDi..."

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Zhuang Rui couldn't help recalling his past on campus, but his car was not parked in a position, and the horn behind him sounded everywhere, which woke Zhuang Rui up.

Looking at the school gate, Zhuang Rui gave up the idea of driving the car into the school, because many Mercedes-Benz and BMWs were blocked there at the door. Obviously, there was no school pass, and foreign vehicles were not allowed to enter.

Zhuang Rui drove the car forward nearly a kilometer before he found the parking lot, which made him quite speechless. If he had known this, he might as well have taken a taxi.

After wandering for more than 10 minutes, Zhuang Rui slowly walked back to the gate of Beijing. Inside the campus gate, there were two long rows of tables. Zhuang Rui knew that it was the senior students who were helping freshmen register. In this way, Zhuang Rui University began to work in the second year.

Beijing University recruits 3,000 to 4,000 undergraduates every year, and there are more than 1,000 master's and doctoral students. The registration time is only three days, so the first day of school is the most popular. Almost next to every desk, there are students consulting or going through the procedures.

The archaeology major that Zhuang Rui applied for is a relatively remote major. There is also a long queue in front of the table. The students who graduated from Peking University, no matter how unpopular the major is, can get a good job when they go out. Of course, the classmate who wants to be the boss to sell pork goes out.

At each registration point, those young and beautiful female students are the most popular. Whenever such students come forward to go through the formalities, the male seniors who felt impatient because they were busy always became extremely patient, and Zhuang Rui, who had a gentle voice, got goose bumps.

Zhuang Rui was not in a hurry. Anyway, he didn't need to apply for a school or something. He could do it sooner or later. He held the admission notice in his hand. Zhuang Rui was close to the registration point of the Department of Archaeology. He found a cool place and lit a cigarette and waited.

"Teacher, how can I get to the School of Economics and Management?"

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a girl's voice sounded in Zhuang Rui's ear.

Looking up, there were four or five girls standing in front of him, all with simple luggage. It seemed that it was a province or city in another city. She was talking about a girl dressed in fashion, and Zhuang Rui, who blinked the false eyelashes in his eyes, was a little dizzy.

"Teacher? Me?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment and looked down at the plaid shirt and suit trousers he was wearing, as well as the polished leather shoes. The most important thing was the cigarette on fire in his hand. If he was a student, no one would believe it.

Although smoking is not prohibited in universities, a famous university like Peking University will always bring some pressure to the freshmen. No freshman dares to smoke in the admissions office. In addition, Zhuang Rui, who is old and young, is not too old to say that he is a teaching assistant.

"Eh, teacher, just the teacher..."

Zhuang Rui was a little depressed and didn't explain. He raised his hand and shouted to an old student standing more than ten meters away: "That male classmate, yes, just call you, come here..."

"Teacher, are you calling me?"

Not to mention that Zhuang Rui's school has even taught the old student, but the old student's talk is obviously not as shy as the freshman.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "Well, take these new students to the dormitory of the School of Economics and Management..."

"Oh, okay, thank you, teacher..."

As soon as the old student heard Zhuang Rui's words, he immediately opened his eyebrows and smiled. He almost took out a cigarette for Zhuang Rui from his pocket. After proudly looking back at his classmates, he took a few female students to the dormitory.

Zhuang Rui couldn't laugh or cry. He dared that this buddy was from the Department of Archaeology. There were not many girls who came to sign up. When he was greedy for several other registration points, Zhuang Rui arranged a good job for him.

There are too many students who came to sign up today, and they are very busy with those better majors. Zhuang Rui stood under the tree for a while, and unexpectedly four or five groups of people came to ask for directions. Zhuang Rui didn't know where the dormitory of Peking University was. He directly put on the teacher's airs air and instructed the students at

After about half an hour, Zhuang Rui saw that there was no one at the registration point of the Department of Archaeology, so he walked over and handed over the admission notice to the registrant.

"You...aren't you a teacher?"

Zhuang Rui has been standing there for a long time. These students all thought that Zhuang Rui was a teacher of supervision and discipline. They didn't dare to whistle at the girls who came and went just now. Now when they look at Zhuang Rui's admission notice, they are dumbfounded.

"I didn't say I was a teacher. What's wrong?"

Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard the words. There were many people who called him teacher in the antique industry, but none of them were students.

"no...it's okay..."

The student in charge of registration saw that Zhuang Rui was a graduate student and knew that the guy opposite was an old fried dough stick, and now he completed the admission procedures.

"What did the teacher do just come here?"

When the old student who first went to see off his female classmate came back, he happened to see Zhuang Rui leave.

"Fating teacher, that's a graduate student..." Someone next to him said disdainfully.

"Damn it, this is a good move. Didn't you see so many beautiful women asking for directions just now? If I'm not busy tomorrow, I'll stand there and pretend to be a teacher..."

Zhuang Rui didn't know that he smoked a few cigarettes under the tree, resulting in the shade of Peking University the next day, full of students pretending to be mature with a cigarette in his hand. Of course, these unlucky buddies were finally invited to the teaching office.