Chapter 86 Reporting Day
Chapter 86 Reporting Day
For Yu Zhen, changing his identity felt like "wearing" another body.
His former social circle has been temporarily cut off by physical means, and the outside world has no way of knowing where he is now or what he is facing.
Especially Serena von, an international friend with whom I had a close working relationship.
Even after returning to the capital and Yenching University, she kept trying to reconnect with him.
Unfortunately, it's as if we're on a magpie bridge at opposite ends of the Milky Way. We can send messages to a special mailbox, but for a short while, we can't get together to play ball and have fun.
In Shanghai, Zhang Fushi, naturally, had received some kind of hint from Director Qin, knowing that Yu Zhen had taken on a more important mission and that it was temporarily impossible for him to return to Shanghai to study or work at the Literature and Art Publishing House.
Aurora University does indeed have records of the relevant procedures for Yu's enrollment and registration.
It's just because Yu is too famous.
According to the school, Yu will have maximum autonomy in her daily life and studies.
The implication is that all teachers and students should not be surprised if they have not encountered Yu even once on campus by the end of the semester.
This kind of treatment means that Yu's achievements in society are beyond what university education can improve. Even if he were to be admitted through normal means, there would be almost no teachers who would have the qualifications or confidence to impart any more advanced knowledge or skills to him.
Special talents deserve special treatment.
Therefore, no one should be envious, and no one should try to find out where Yu went or what he was doing.
The two-bedroom apartment that Yu Zhen rented on Shangxie Road is currently vacant.
However, considering that the place contains a vast number of letters from Yu's readers.
After a series of official coordination efforts by relevant municipal departments and the publishing house, it just so happened that the original landlord had successfully completed his emigration procedures and wanted to sell the property. The landlord owned the entire building, and it would not have been easy to sell the whole thing. However, after the relevant departments heard the news and actively intervened, the entire building was bought in Yu Zhen's name.
What?
I wonder who will help Yu Zhenren pay for all the paperwork since he's not in Shanghai?
Not to mention that the Shanghai municipal government had been actively trying to allocate welfare housing to the great writer Yu based on his achievements and contributions. He was originally qualified enough to be allocated a three-bedroom apartment in the Shanghai Writers Association compound.
Unfortunately, there are far too many wolves and not enough meat, and there are simply too many veteran artists waiting in line for a spot.
In addition, the number of newly built houses by the collective is extremely limited.
Yu Da, a writer, is qualified enough to be allocated public housing without spending a penny, but in the circle of seniority and personal connections, no one can bypass it.
Even though Yu Zhen is already a well-known cultural figure both at home and abroad.
I'd like to force him to cut in line, not that it's impossible, but doing so would cause Writer Yu to offend a large group of veterans both inside and outside the industry.
The literary scene in Beijing has become one where Yu, the great writer, is universally hated.
If Shanghai were to become like this, it would be too embarrassing.
Taking advantage of the fact that some locals were selling their houses to settle abroad, they quietly arranged for a building to be built for the great writer Yu.
Moreover, it's a five-story villa in a prime location in Shanghai.
What's this called?!
This is what is meant by the way of man: to take from those who have less and give to those who have more.
In the world of business, once you reach a certain social status, it becomes a source of wealth and capital, attracting everyone to vie for it and actively seek to attach themselves to you.
It is quite obvious that Yu Zhen has no idea that he has become a major real estate tycoon in Shanghai, owning a detached villa of nearly 2 square meters.
Yu Zhen, who is currently on the train, has just spent dozens of hours on a slow, green train.
He was now getting off the train with the crowd, looking exhausted. He was carrying a sturdy bag of bedding tied with thick hemp rope. He kept yawning and lazily walked out of the train station exit.
The heat in Beijing was still unbearable at the end of August.
His skin had become dark and rough, and with a messy head of hair, he was drenched in sweat and his mouth was so dry that his throat felt like it was on fire when he stepped out of the station exit.
"Damn, going undercover with a different identity means you have to endure all sorts of hardships without any real suffering..."
After getting off the train, he searched everywhere for a mobile cart selling water or something similar.
It was clearly a bit of an overreaction. Not only were there none inside the station, but even now that they had exited the station and arrived at the station square, there were crowds of people everywhere, yet there wasn't a single vendor selling water.
Young faces holding up various signs to greet people were everywhere in the square.
During the start of the new school year at universities, there are countless young faces like his, carrying their luggage and stepping out of the train station.
Moreover, when the vast majority of young faces appeared in the station square, their first subconscious expression, besides being bewildered, was still one of helplessness and confusion.
Fortunately, the young faces holding the signs were very enthusiastic.
"Hey student, we're from Tsinghua and Peking University. Which university are you a freshman from? Let me see your acceptance letter! Don't panic, don't be so wary. There won't be any bad people trying to trick you here. This whole area in front of the station is full of people from major universities in Beijing here to welcome their new students..."
Similar conversations and exchanges took place frequently.
At that moment, Yu Zhen also encountered an equally enthusiastic senior student who was there to greet him.
Surprisingly, she was a tall, slender senior with big eyes. She had two shiny black braids, and her smile was bright and enthusiastic when she asked questions. She had a set of clean, even teeth and spoke with the purest Beijing accent, which made people feel very friendly.
But how did she figure out at a glance that I was a freshman at Tsinghua or Peking University?!
Yu Zhen subconsciously glanced around, trying to see if any familiar faces were hiding nearby.
He was wildly speculating whether Director Qin's men were hiding nearby.
"classmate??"
"Uh," Yu Zhen didn't recognize any familiar faces, and grinned subconsciously, "Senior, where can I get some water? I'm so thirsty. Oh, by the way, I'm a freshman at Tsinghua or Peking University, and this is my admission letter..."
The senior student with big eyes reached out and took Yu Zhen's admission notice.
After carefully checking and confirming everything was correct, she became even more enthusiastic. "Qin Feng, welcome! Come on, let me take you to the vicinity of our school bus stop. There are drinking fountains there provided by the school. Oh, by the way, my name is Jin Feng, and I'm from Beijing. I'm a year ahead of you. I just saw that you're in the Computer Science department, and I happen to be in it too..."
Yu Zhen smiled, subtly revealing an expression of excitement.
"Oh, what a coincidence! Senior, please take good care of me in the future!~~"
Jin Feng looked at him and smiled, "Qin, you really are quite different from the average freshman!"
"Well……"
Yu Zhen was surprised. What was going on? They had only exchanged a few words. Could it be that his undercover identity had already been exposed? If that were the case, then there was no point in continuing. He should call Director Qin as soon as possible and confess his incompetence!
"Senior, why do you think that way?"
"Qin, other freshmen are used to calling each other 'comrade' when they meet."
You call her "senior sister" when you meet her, which is quite sweet of you, but you should try not to call her that so casually in the future.
Some so-called fashionable trends are best avoided.
In short, you'll gradually understand once you get into school...
Yu Zhen's heart skipped a beat. Well, that's exactly how it is.
So that's where the clues were revealed.
In this day and age, even on university campuses, students don't casually use more affectionate and fashionable terms like "senior sister" to address each other.
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