After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 231

He looked at his best friend strangely.

"Isn't this a very popular hairstyle? Six or seven out of ten people walking on the street have this hairstyle."

"It's just that the way he touched his hair just now was a little strange."

Liu Xin insisted that there was something wrong.

"you think too much."

Lu Qingfeng saw the registration table for the Chinese Department and hurried over to line up.

Next to them are teams from Guanghua School of Management, School of Economics, and School of Law.

There is anticipation in everyone's eyes, and some of the social elites are already communicating with those around them.

Lu Qingfeng's arrival attracted a lot of people's attention.

Lu Qingfeng has now become accustomed to this kind of gaze.

Liu Xin, who is a thick-skinned person, doesn't take it seriously at all.

He looked curiously at the mascots of various departments standing nearby and taking photos with the freshmen after completing the registration procedures.

The Chinese department is a little lion named Fermion.

The number of people in front decreased one by one.

Finally it was Lu Qingfeng's turn and he sat down on the stool.

The person in charge of the formalities was a woman wearing glasses. Her eyes lit up and she spoke in a soft tone.

"ID card, admission letter, student file, do you need to transfer your household registration?"

Lu Qingfeng nodded and took out all the prepared information from his bag.

Little-known fact: after being admitted to Peking University, you can transfer your household registration to the school collective.

However, if there is no job to accept you after graduation, you will move back to your hometown.

Lu Qingfeng wanted to move his household registration out, so he also brought the necessary things.

Before reporting in, he had already paid the fees online, so he directly took the campus card and dormitory key.

He was assigned to Room 316.

After all this was done, Peking University also arranged some interesting sign-in activities. For example, the School of Mathematics wrote names on paper cut into leaves and then hung the leaves on the wish tree.

The Chinese Department has arranged a large sign shaped like a book, called the Fenghua List, for freshmen to showcase their talents.

Lu Qingfeng took a look and saw some of them written about future visions, some written about famous quotes, and some written about funny things.

He smiled, picked up a marker, and began writing in the blank corner.

Weiming Lakeside

Guests play with the nearby fish, and the willows spread out in the warm breeze.

The spring peach buds bloom quietly, for fear of disturbing the scholars.

Write your name at the end.

Then take a photo with the mascot doll Fermion.

After finishing everything here, he and Liu Xin went to the May Fourth Gymnasium to pick up the checked luggage, and then went to the dormitory.

On the first day of school, the dormitory was open.

“There doesn’t seem to be anything special about the dormitories at Peking University.”

After entering 316, Liu Xin said with some disappointment.

They seemed to be the first to arrive, and there was no one inside yet.

The dormitory is a four-person room with bunk beds. There are cabinets and desks near the door and balcony.

"Peking University's dormitories are so old, how new can they be?"

Lu Qingfeng chose the lower bunk on the left, and also picked a desk and cabinet on the same side next to the balcony.

Then I went with Liu Xin to see the public washrooms, laundry rooms and other facilities.

"I wonder what my school is like?"

Liu Xin entered a junior college called Xinhai, to study new energy, just as his father expected.

"It should be about the same."

Lu Qingfeng said as he opened the door and saw two more people in the dormitory.

"I'm telling you, you need to air your quilt more often. Don't be so lazy. And you need to communicate more with your roommates. Don't be silent all day long. Do you hear me?"

Before entering the house, Lu Qingfeng heard a Sichuan-Chongqing accent coming from inside.

Then a reluctant voice answered.

"I know."

Lu Qingfeng looked strange, this voice was very familiar.

"Your roommate is here."

Liu Xin said.

He nodded, pushed open the door, and saw a short boy standing in the middle of the dormitory. On the other side, a parent was making the lower bunk.

Hearing the door open, the short boy turned around, a look of surprise on his face.