Chapter 1782 Arrival

Yanjing International Airport.

The passenger plane coming from Quhang landed slowly.

Zheng Qiuchan looked through the porthole at the bustling city in front of her.

As a first-tier city in China, Yanjing has not only high-rise buildings and mansions, but also more places. If you look around, you can see those old and dilapidated houses.

Many years ago, Zheng Qiuchan studied here and waited four years for the man named Xiao Jianhan who is now named Qinglong.

For the impression of Yanjing, Zheng Qiuchan is more of the campus corridor of Huaqing University and the dusty and noisy night market vendors outside the campus.

Back then, I could still see quite a few rock youths, with guitars on their backs, long hair, learning to sing Cui Jian, and wandering on the singing stages of bars with so-called dreams in mind.

The youth that was so reckless back then, now that so many years have passed, those youths who were once full of enthusiasm and blood, after all, there are more people, returning to the ordinary, annihilated among the crowd, and living an ordinary life according to the rules.

Zheng Qiuchan's eyes sighed slightly, and she glanced at Lin Yi beside her in a blink of an eye. Seeing Lin Yi closing his eyes and resting his mind, she was a little lost in thought.

"When you get to the place, don't run around."

Zheng Qiuchan gave a warning, fearing that any unnecessary trouble would be caused.

Before she came, she also called Zheng Jiayun to inform her, and Zheng Jiayun's hesitant tone still remained in Zheng Qiuchan's ears.

Next to him, Zhao Shengping, Han Yuan and eleven other students from the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University were sitting there.

Zhao Sheng looked towards Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi from time to time, his eyes were not friendly, he had a sprained foot and it was still not healed, originally Director Chen of the Department of Mathematics planned to bring someone here this time, but He temporarily had a topic to deal with, so he asked Zhao Shengping to lead the team.

A group of people walked out of the airport. Not long after they left, they saw a man with glasses holding a sign with a slogan welcoming Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, which was very eye-catching among the crowd.

Seeing that person, Zhao Shengping limped towards that side with a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Shengping from Jiangsu and Zhejiang University!"

Zhao Shengping held out his hand.

"Hello,

I am a volunteer for the National College Students Mathematical Modeling Contest this time, and I will pick you up to the hotel, and the rooms have already been booked. "

The man shook hands with Zhao Shengping. He looked handsome. He looked at Zhao Shengping and was full of surprises: "Mr. Zhao Shengping, I have heard of your name. I have read it, and I especially like your paper "On the Practical Significance of Calculus" published in the Journal of Mathematics!"

"Trouble."

Zhao Shengping nodded, listening to the man's words, he couldn't help but straighten up a bit, his face became more smiling, and he kept the appearance of a leader.

Zhao Shengping is not a big figure in the mathematics circle, but he is also a little famous. After all, he is a doctoral student at Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, and he will become a doctoral supervisor in one year. The status is not low, and there are many people who want to curry favor.

What the person in front of him said gave Zhao Shengping enough face.

In order to ensure a good ranking in this mathematical model competition, the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University has been struggling a lot during this period.

A group of three, a total of four groups of twelve people, such a formation also shows how much Jiangsu and Zhejiang University attaches importance to this numerical competition.

"Isn't the number you reported earlier thirteen people? This... two more?"

When everyone arrived at the parking lot, there were already quite a few people sitting on the bus parked behind the man. He got on the bus and glanced at the vacant seat, then turned around and looked at Zhao Shengping and the others behind him, his eyes skipped one by one, feeling a little embarrassed immediately : "I saw that the number of people reported by the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University was four groups plus one leading teacher. It seems that there are two more, and the seats... are not enough, and one place is missing."

"Oh, yes, I am the teacher of our Jiangsu-Zhejiang University Mathematical Coefficient Model Competition. I brought twelve students, a total of four teams."

Hearing what the man said, Zhao Shengping nodded again and again, and then turned his eyes to Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi who were at the back of the line: "Then the remaining two, one is the counselor of the Department of Horticulture of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, and the other is the counselor of the Department of Horticulture. s student."

"They are not considered members of our Department of Mathematics, Jiangsu and Zhejiang University."

Zhao Shengping mentioned this, and the students from other schools who got on the car earlier looked at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan through the car window one by one.

"Department of Horticulture? Isn't this a digital simulation competition? Didn't the Department of Horticulture come to plant trees?"

"Is this going to rub the car?"

Someone in the car had already laughed, but a few boys saw Zheng Qiuchan's appearance, and their hearts were a little moved.

The schools that can be personally arranged by the college students' math and simulation competition group are all 985 and 211 double first-class universities, and the quality of the students there is naturally extremely high, and the spirit is also high.

As for schools with lower university rankings, you have to find a car and find a place by yourself.

"This...Then Mr. Zhao, you go up first."

The man nodded to Zhao Shengping first, then walked a few steps quickly, and arrived in front of Zheng Qiuchan and Lin Yi, with a guilty expression on his face: "I'm sorry, two, our car is specially for the students and teachers who participated in this digital simulation competition. prepare."

"So, if you come here to play, you may need to find a car by yourself. Also, this time, we only have rooms for thirteen people."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped: "If you need to take a taxi, you can walk five hundred meters ahead, and you can take a taxi there."

"Of course, the taxi fare is not reimbursed either."

As the man spoke, he pointed in one direction. From this side, the line waiting for the rental could not be seen at a glance.

"This is a special car for those of us in the mathematics department. Mr. Zheng, student Lin, why don't you wait for the taxi obediently. The queue doesn't seem to have many people. Besides, the taxi must be faster than ours. This bus is comfortable."

In the car, Han Yuan poked his head out of the car window, looking at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan with a loud voice.

"Yes, Teacher Zheng, student Lin, you are not from our mathematics department, so there is no need to go with our mathematics department."

"Speaking of which, it's not good to want to travel by car or lodging. Teacher Zheng, as a teacher in our school, you should set an example."

A few students from the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University are also talking to each other at this moment.

They emphatically emphasized the words, rub the car, rub the car, the words fell into the ears of students from other schools, and they looked at Lin Yi and Zheng Qiuchan with a little more disgust.

They are still students in the ivory tower, and with high spirits, most of them still despise the phenomenon of eating and drinking with public funds in society.

Zheng Qiuchan frowned. She helped Lin Yi sign up and failed to pass the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University. Obviously, Director Chen of the Department of Mathematics of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University did not report Lin Yi's name through the school this time.

Because of this, there was no question of arranging his car and accommodation here.

"It's okay, we can do it ourselves."

Zheng Qiuchan felt a little suffocated in her heart, and while she was talking, Lin Yi behind her glanced at Han Yuan, and then casually took two steps forward.

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