In April, the spring flowers bloom and the warblers fly and grass grow.
At the gate of Beicheng University, Qiuli stopped his motorcycle and took off the goggles from Jiang Yu's head.
Beicheng University is a prestigious university for a century. The gate is relatively low-key, with a security pavilion plus a car stall, and the gate is made of black marble.
The words "Beicheng University" are also from the calligraphy masters of modern China.
After entering the campus, towering ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the road. The ginkgo branches and leaves are densely packed. It is difficult for sunlight to penetrate, and occasionally a few mottled spots of light appear on the ground.
Today is the last batch of independent art tricks from the Art Department of Beicheng University. Jiang Yu took the letter of recommendation written by Xue Jiayi to her and stood in front of the art building with a nervous expression.
Qiu Li stroked the bangs on her forehead carefully, and said slowly, "Don't argue with the teacher, listen to the suggestions you give you, don't refute."
"Ok."
"Knock at the door, remember to bring the door when you go out."
"Ok."
"When you see the dean or leader, don't call it a job title, just call it a teacher."
Jiang Yu saw that he was talking about it forever: "Mom, when will it be Qiu Li's turn to tell me to be polite?"
Qiu Li squeezed her little nose and pushed her into the building: "I'm going around, call me when you are finished."
"Okay."
Jiang Yu took a deep breath, calmed down his nervous mood, and walked into the gate of the Art Academy.
Qiu Li squinted his eyes and looked at the clock in the opposite library. It was 8:30 in the morning. It is estimated that there will be no two hours for such an entrance examination.
He locked the motorcycle and wandered around the roadside randomly, passing by a public map indicator.
The campus layout of Beicheng University is square, with colleges and colleges lined up one after another, located in different districts of the school.
Qiu Li saw the School of Physics, which was located by the lake in the southwest of Beicheng University.
With a heart move, he couldn't help but walked over.
A few minutes later, he stood in front of the red wall building of the School of Physics.
In his memory, there was a mother who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and he should have been working in this building.
Several youthful college students came out of the building carrying school bags, holding models in their hands, and discussing the problems of mechanical movement.
Qiu Li looked at them with some envy.
They may be his mother's students, and maybe they have taken her class.
Qiu Li stood in front of the door for a few minutes, finally made up his mind, and walked in.
In fact, at first, he was just curious, wanting to see what his mother usually works like.
But desire is like never ending. When I came here, I just thought... Maybe my mother is in this building now, if I can see her from a distance...
Qiuli took heavy steps and walked into the physics building.
Passing the dress mirror by the door, Qiu Li looked at herself in the mirror.
Not sloppy and very clean.
Today, I accompanied Jiang Yu for an interview. He specially wore a brand new light-colored loose sweater with straight black trousers, which looked like a well-behaved student.
Mother should like this look of herself.
Qiuli rearranged his clothes, smoothed the folds, and then went upstairs.
The building is relatively old and there is no elevator. There are pine potted plants at the corners of the stairs on each floor, which is very scent of books.
Qiu Li came to the office area on the second floor and saw signs hung at the door of every office, such as counselor's office, teaching and research room, classroom lounge, administrative office, and so on.
He walked around in the corridor of the office area, but did not find the familiar figure in his memory.
Qiu Li had no memory of his mother's appearance. Later when he was in junior high school, he learned that his mother was a professor in the Department of Physics of Beicheng University, so he went to the official website of Beicheng University to search for his mother's information.
For so many years, the photos of his mother winning the prize, the figure in the poster, and even the video of the online class...he collected them all, and pieced together his mother's appearance in his memory bit by bit.
In the classroom lounge, there are several teachers who are resting between classes, and there are several female teachers of the same age, but none of them is his mother.
Qiu Li looked around for a while, but didn't find it, with a touch of disappointment in his heart, he returned to the lobby on the first floor.
But at this moment, I saw a woman with a neat hair bun entering the physics building.
The shirt and small suit on her body are tailored to fit, and the one-line skirt outlines her soft curves. Holding the lesson plan in her hand, she walks in sonorously.
Qiuli's heart contracted.
Yes...Mom.
Ren Xian passed by Qiu Li and was a little surprised when he saw him staring at herself like this, and then said: "The classroom is here. Class is going to take place. Where are you going?"
Qiu Li didn't react, a little startled.
Ren Xian took a few steps, and saw that he hadn't followed up, and said, "Let's go, class is about to start."
He suddenly realized that his mother should have regarded him as her student.
She didn't recognize it at all...
That's right, how old was he when she left.
Qiuli felt disappointed, but he was relieved again.
Fortunately, he didn't recognize it, otherwise he really didn't know how to end it.
He was not ready to see his mother at all. The reason why he came here was just to take a look from a distance, and it was enough to be able to take a look.
Qiuli's mind was empty, following her house like a robot, and came to the lecture hall at the end of the third floor.
The classroom was already full of students. After Qiuli entered, he simply sat down in the last row of the classroom and sat in an empty corner.
Ren Xian teaches basic physics. Because Qiu Li only has knowledge of high school physics, he can understand part of the contents of Ren Xian’s class, combined with the physics principles learned in high school, and take out the notebook that he carries with him. Made notes that belonged to Xueba.
Ren Xian's classroom atmosphere is very active, and it can be seen that the students like her very much.
She has humor and humor that is not suitable for her age, her manners are very elegant, her conversation is generous, and her voice is very tasteful. Even if it is just a boring knowledge point, she will not make people dizzy. Feeling sleepy.
In her class, the classmates were very active in speaking, and the students who did not speak concentrated on taking notes, and the atmosphere was particularly good.
One class time passed very quickly, the get out of class bell rang, and the classmates walked out of the classroom one after another.
Qiu Li didn't leave immediately. He looked at Ren Xian from a distance, who was packing his notebooks and lesson plans across the huge lecture hall, with a little bit of reluctance and nostalgia floating in his eyes.
Before leaving, Ren Xian glanced at him and said with a smile: "Are you here for a lesson?"
"I'm."
"No wonder, I didn't bring the book. If you are a classmate in our class, I will criticize you." Ren Xian laughed, her eyes curled up and her cheeks had very sweet dimples.
"Sorry."
"Which college are you from, can you understand basic physics?"
"Not very capable." Qiu Li explained: "I...I am a high school student. I want to take the college entrance examination this year and want to take Beicheng University."
"That's the case. It seems that you came to listen to the class ahead of time. Does the teacher meet your expectations?"
Ren Xian's personality is very cheerful, and she doesn't have the air of a teacher at all, and communicates with her classmates very cordially.
Qiu Li's mouth bends slightly, and said, "The teacher is very good, I have taken notes."
After speaking, he held the notebook in his hand and showed it to Ren Xian. "
"You're serious!" Ren Xian flipped through his notes, and a trace of surprise passed between his eyebrows. He basically understood the content of her course, and it was hard to imagine that this was an understanding that a high school student could make.
She exchanged the notebook for him, and then solemnly asked him: "Are you interested in applying for the physics major of Beicheng University?"
"I... am going to fill in psychology."
Hearing the three words "psychology", Ren Xian was lost for a few seconds, and then said: "Oh, psychology, our school's psychology major ranks among the top in the country, very good."
Qiu Li immediately caught the strange color in Ren Xian's eyes. He didn't know if she thought of the terrifying demon father, or some memories about herself.
Ren Xian looked at the time and said, "Then I will leave first. I wish you a gold list title in advance."
"Thank you…"
When Ren Xian was about to leave the classroom, Qiu Li suddenly stopped her: "That..."
Ren Xian turned around and asked with a smile, "Is there anything else?"
Qiu Li's "mother" had already reached her throat, but looking at her amiable face, he still...
Flinched.
Mom doesn't remember him at all.
Mom is fine now...
It's just him, not so good.
"I want to say, goodbye, teacher Ren."
"Goodbye."
Ren Xian left with a smile, leaving him alone, standing in an empty classroom.
It should have been a particularly happy thing to see her mother, but I don't know why, Qiuli just can't be happy.
Another unspeakable sense of loss hung over his soul.
After so many years, has my mother occasionally thought of him?
Even if there is a trace of concern.
But why didn't she come to him before?
Many cherry blossom trees are planted on the campus of Beicheng University. At this time, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the school has become a sea of pink flowers.
Qiu Li returned to the art school, Jiang Yu had already finished the interview, and even waited for him for a long time.
He found her under a big cherry tree.
The girl squatted on the ground, her slender and white fingertips picking up the cherry blossoms, not between her hair, and she took a selfie with her mobile phone in her other hand.
The wind passed, and there was another large rain of pink cherry blossoms, and her thin hair was also scattered by the flower wind, and she ran across her bright and beautiful face.
Turning around, I saw Qiu Li behind him in the selfie camera.
Jiang Yu turned his head and smiled at him.
A warm wind suddenly blew into Qiuli Jiji's heart.
Jiang Yu threw away the petals in his hand, ran towards Qiu Li, jumped up and plunged into his arms--
"Passed! I succeeded! The teacher said that as long as my cultural class passes the line, I can go to Beicheng University after passing the line!"
Qiu Li steadily caught her, was infected by her excitement, and picked her up by the way--
"It's amazing."
Jiang Yu put his arms around his neck, eyes shining brightly: "If the university is also together, maybe you will stay together in the future. You won't have the chance to meet other girls."
Qiu Li looked at the girl's tender face close at hand, and smiled: "I have a sister, I am happy."
"Speaking so well, then you can talk more."
"Sister is so heavy."
Jiang Yu curled his lips and jumped off his body, too lazy to care about him.
Qiu Li caught up with her, took her hand silently, and walked with her along the cherry blossom trail.
Jiang Yu saw that he seemed to be worried, and asked, "Where did you go just now?"
"Walking around, looking at the other girls in the school by the way, to see what scenery I missed."
Jiang Yu shook off his hand and said, "Did you see it? Do you regret it?"
"I did miss a lot, but I don't regret it." Qiu Li said seriously: "In my eyes, Xiaoyu is the best scenery."
Jiang Yu paused, covered his face and laughed, and pushed him away disgustedly: "It's so earthy love, for what you said so serious..."
Qiu Li was a little embarrassed when she saw her laughing at herself, and followed her behind her with broken steps: "Don't laugh."
Jiang Yu turned around, looking at him with curvy eyebrows and a smile.
Qiu Li was embarrassed to see that she was still laughing at her, her cheeks were red, and he caught up with her in two steps, holding her hand: "Don't mention it!"
"I want to..."
Qiu Li didn't know what to do, so he hugged her tightly in her arms, and threatened in a low voice, "Say it again."
"Xiao Yu is..."
Before he could say anything, he lowered his head and bit her lip.
Jiang Yu opened his eyes wide, watching the handsome facial features of the young man sticking to her eyes, biting her hard, a little bit fierce, and making her mouth hurt.
The little girl's ears were hot, and she subconsciously pushed her with her hand.
However, it didn't work at all, it ignited his emotions.
He opened his eyes and pursued her, forcing her to look at her.
Jiang Yu saw strong emotions in his eyes.
Still shouldn't... just kidding him.
Jiang Yu put his hands on his chest, finally broke free of his entanglement, and muttered in a low voice: "You bite me."
Qiu Li squeezed her chin, gently brushed her wet lower lip with her fingers, her voice low: "Sister still laughs at me?"
Jiang Yu is also a stubborn temper, and said in a soft voice: "Just for this... you bully people like this, then I can't make a joke anymore?"
"It's obviously my sister who bullied me."
Qiu Li's cold lips pressed against the corner of her mouth and lightly pecked: "Bullied me for so long..."