In many novels, movies and TV series, the protagonist will encounter something when he takes a train, such as train robbers, liars, and an elderly man who has a sudden emergency and needs someone to rescue him.

However, Zhao Yan and the others had always been very calm. The four of them gathered together to play cards happily. They were tired and had some food and drink some water, and arrived at Nanjing Station smoothly.

When the four of them came out of the station with the crowd, there were already many buses parked in the square in front of the station, and many bright red banners were pulled on the square.

"Nanjing University welcomes all freshmen"

"Nanjing Agricultural and Forestry University freshmen's gathering office"

"Hanlin College welcomes warmly to enter the school"

"Nanjing Medical College..."

"Nanjing Business School..."

"Nanjing University of Science and Technology..."

"Nanjing Film and Communication University..."

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As the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Nanjing was second only to Beijing in the city. Before today, Zhao Yan had learned about the number of universities here, which is said to be more than 30.

"A Yan, let's send two beauties into the car first?" Lou Wenhao looked a little excited when he saw so many welcome banners in the square.

"Yeah. Let's go"

Zhao Yan helped Huo Qinqin carry a luggage bag and walked towards the Nanjing Medical College bus first. Lou Wenhao, Huo Qinqin and Wang Ting hurriedly followed.

"Zhao Yan comes to play with us when he has time."

When getting in the car, Huo Qinqin played up the courage several times, and finally gave Zhao Yan an invitation with a slightly blushing face. Zhao Yan nodded with a smile.

"Of course we will definitely come to see you, haha," Zhao Yan smiled and waved to her.

"Get in the car quickly and Zhao Yan will come early to treat us to dinner. You are a rich man now."

Wang Ting couldn't wait to push Huo Qinqin into the car, but turned her head to talk to Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan smiled and nodded.

He does have some money now. A few days after he sent the manuscript of "Rebirth of the Great Sword of the Soldier" to Jiuzhou on August 9, Jiuzhou Reading sent more than half of the manuscript fee for the first episode of 200,000 words, and the remaining half was said to be used as a deposit. After the book was completed, he would pay it all to him.

Even if he bet on a small half of the royalties, the royalties transferred from Jiuzhou Reading to Zhao Yan's bank account were 20,000 yuan. In addition, before the college entrance examination, when Zhao Yan transferred to Class 6, Xiao Lei, the head teacher of Class 6, promised to give him a bonus of 3,000 yuan.

If it weren't for the fact that there was so much money in the account, Zhao Yan wouldn't have the money to invite Xiao Mengyue to so many places to play in the last month of the summer vacation just now.

Speaking of this money, it is not easy for Zhao Yan to keep it in his own hands.

He was almost confiscated by his mother again.

"I will accompany you to Hanlin College first when A Yan leaves."

After sending Huo Qinqin and Wang Ting onto the school bus of Nanjing Medical College, Lou Wenhao excitedly wanted to send Zhao Yan, and Zhao Yan gave him a look.

"Don't talk nonsense and go to the business school first"

As he said that, Zhao Yan couldn't help but say that, and took a big step towards the business school.

When Zhao Yan came to the Hanlin College school bus alone with his bag and his suitcase, it was more than ten minutes later.

It was already evening, and the seniors on the Hanlin College bus were busy for a day. They were no longer energetic. When they saw Zhao Yan, who was tall, long and handsome, walked over, and the two seniors had not had much trouble yet, they had already lit up their eyes.

By the way, this guy Zhao Yan is really good-looking. Although he is only 17 years old, he is nearly 1.8 meters tall. His short hair, with a bit of unruly long face, is shining, but also has a bit of lazy eyes. A man may not be able to have a good impression of him when he sees him, but he is extremely lethal to girls who yearn for excitement.

Many honest boys always have a kind of depression that is difficult to let go, that is, why beautiful girls know that some boys are bad, but they just like to join those boys.

Even if I was deceived and injured, I still fell in love with me intoxicated.

The two seniors who welcomed the freshmen in Hanlin College are both quite beautiful. One is tall, with long hair, fair melon-shaped face, and a pair of beautiful eyes with slanted upward corners.

The other one is the red apple face, which looks shy every moment, and has bright eyes. Such a girl is also very lethal to boys.

Seeing Zhao Yan carrying his bag and dragging his suitcase towards the school bus at Hanlin College, the two girls walked up to him almost at the same time, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

The tall and long-haired girl swept her long hair in her ears with a charming look and asked with a smile: "Hello classmate, are you a freshman from our Hanlin Academy?"

Zhao Yan nodded and smiled a little.

"Yeah, right"

The two girls smiled even more. The tall girl enthusiastically stepped forward to take Zhao Yan's backpack, and the apple-faced girl took Zhao Yan's suitcase, both of which were not allowed to be rejected by Zhao Yan.

"Welcome to school, we are all your senior sisters. I am Lu Yinghui, who is your senior sister Xin Tong, what do you call me?" The tall girl was very straightforward, and Zhao Yan was still surprised by their enthusiasm. She not only introduced herself, but also introduced the girl with Apple-faced face, but also asked what his name was.

At this time, the two seniors next to the school bus also came over, showing a kind smile to take Zhao Yan's luggage from the two girls.

"My surname is Zhao Zhaoyan"

While talking, Zhao Yan walked towards the school bus door surrounded by four people. The enthusiasm of these four people, especially the two seniors, made him a little flattered. As soon as he said that his name was Zhao Yan, the apple-faced girl Xin Tong followed and asked: "Zhao Yan? The name is very nice. What kind of inkstone is it? The color is the face? Or the majestic strictness?"

"Inkstone of pen, ink, paper and inkstone"

Lu Yinghui: "Our school bus is about to drive, junior Zhao Yan, who are you from? This time I took the exam for what department and major in our Hanlin College?"

Zhao Yan: "Oh, I'm a writing major in the Department of Humanities in Xicheng"

Xin Tong: "Xicheng? Which province does Xicheng belong to?"

Lu Yinghui: "Ah? Are you from the writing class this year? Then your writing style must be very good? I heard that the writing class has published at least some articles and even novels before entering school. What have you published before, Zhao Yan?"

Xin Tong: "Yes, what masterpiece is there? Can you show us some insight?"

It was Zhao Yan who asked himself that he was not an honest person who blushed when he saw a girl. When he sat down in the school bus, Zhao Yan still felt overwhelmed. It was already hot in September, and a layer of sweat had already oozed from Zhao Yan's forehead.

Senior sister is fierce

However, in the conversation with the two seniors, Zhao Yan also gained a lot of knowledge about the upcoming Hanlin Academy.

For example: Hanlin College is located on the bank of the most beautiful Crescent Lake in Nanjing University Town. You can see the famous Zijin Mountain Football.

For example: the proud Hanlin College Hall of Fame at Hanlin College. According to Lu Yinghui, the Hanlin College Hall of Fame includes hundreds of famous stone statues from Hanlin College, including Zhao Dexin, the Iron Blood Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, who was more than 60 years ago, during the period of Jibei Hou Yu Boyuan Xizong.

Thanks to Hailonhuhon, Zi Xuanwang and book friends 140501121404152 Er and others for the God-Slaying God-Scammering Ash Wuhen Pavilion and Xie Shao for rewarding 100 starting points coins. Thanks to the handsome Wenhao for rewarding 300 starting points coins.
Chapter completed!