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

Chapter 230

"I've been here once. I'll take you to school first, and then I'll report to Peking University."

I took the earliest high-speed train in the morning and arrived in Yanjing at around 11:30 am.

Peking University has arranged vehicles to pick up and drop off students near the station.

However, Lu Qingfeng came with Liu Xin, and it was his best friend's first time in the capital city, so he thought of registering with him and then going to Peking University by himself.

Liu Xin looked around and found everything new to her.

Although it was not the first time I traveled far away, it was the first time I was away from my parents and lived alone in a foreign place.

Psychologically, I am still in a state of excitement of letting myself go.

Hearing this, he immediately said.

"Let me go to Peking University with you first. I haven't seen what the best university in the country looks like yet, so I'd like to take this opportunity to broaden my horizons."

"also."

Lu Qingfeng thought there was nothing wrong with it, so he took him out of the high-speed rail station.

There are a lot of young people leaving the station today.

They are all students like them who come to Yenching to study. Some come alone, some come with friends, and some are accompanied by their parents.

Like Liu Xin, these young boys and girls looked around with beautiful expectations for college life.

Lu Qingfeng took Liu Xin directly to the subway.

There were quite a few students who did not take the welcome vehicle and chose to go on their own.

Inside the carriage, you can hear various accents from all over the world.

Get off at Peking University East Gate Station, where there will be orientation for new students at the entrance.

Many freshmen and parents surrounded the volunteers and asked them questions.

"Let's go."

Lu Qingfeng took a look, walked around them and entered the campus.

"Do you know where to report?"

Liu Xin caught up.

“There are process guides online. I’ve read them.”

Then Lu Qingfeng led him to the Khoo Teck Puat Sports Center.

From the moment you enter the school, the atmosphere of the start of the school year is very strong. Signs welcoming new students from various departments can be seen on both sides of the road.

There are even KT boards that simulate WeChat Moments for checking in and taking photos.

When we arrived at the stadium, buses were carrying busloads of newcomers.

There were so many people at the scene.

Lu Qingfeng and Liu Xin walked straight in, and the huge venue was filled with constant noise.

The two of them directly found the volunteer wearing a white T-shirt and carrying a heavy badge.

"Senior, can you tell me where the registration area for the Chinese Department is?"

This senior with short, messy hair had just helped some junior girls answer questions, and he immediately turned around enthusiastically when he heard the words.

"Oh, right at South B, right in the middle, in the direction of my finger, you..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly got stuck.

"You, you are Lu Qingfeng, right?"

"Yes, he is Lu Qingfeng. Senior, do you know him?"

Liu Xin said excitedly on the side.

"I've seen news about you online. I've read your book 'Astrology Murder Magic'."

The senior suddenly calmed down and adjusted his hair awkwardly.

"The registration area for the Chinese Department is in that direction. Go ahead."

"Thank you, senior."

Lu Qingfeng pulled Liu Xin away, who was about to say something.

After the two turned around, the senior's expression suddenly became complicated. Sometimes he gritted his teeth, and sometimes he looked very frustrated.

A boy next to him finished his work and saw his appearance and asked with a smile.

"What are you doing, playing face-changing?"

The senior sighed.

"There's a big shot coming to this freshman class."

"Who?"

"Lu Qingfeng."

"Lu Qingfeng?"

"That's Lu Qingfeng, the man who wrote 'Warm a Pot of Moonlight for Drinking' and 'Mountain Moon'. Don't you remember him?"

The boy suddenly realized.

"Oh, oh, I remember now. It's that writer who was on the show with Shen Ruishu. Your goddess really liked him, so much so that you even got the same hairstyle as him."

"Fuck, I told you, it's just hot weather, so I cut my hair shorter."

The senior student instantly became angry and embarrassed.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right."

"grass!"

……

"Do you think the guy's hairstyle is the same as yours?"

Lu Qingfeng walked in the direction pointed by the volunteer student, and Liu Xin beside him suddenly said.