March 14, 1991.

Today is the day when Song Zhichao went to the affiliated school of the Chinese University of Hong Kong to report.

The Chinese University of Hong Kong is located in Sha Tin Malishui, New Territories, Hong Kong, but its affiliated school is located in Yuen Long, New Territories, Hong Kong.

The transportation in Hong Kong is very convenient. Take a bus and start from the Wan Chai Hotel you are staying at, you only need to reverse twice to get to Yuen Long directly.

So at nine o'clock in the morning, Song Zhichao arrived at the school on time.

As an affiliated school of the Chinese University of Hong Kong, it should not be too shabby in terms of storefronts or venues. Especially for schools like this that mainly focus on making money, the biggest advantage is that they are not short of money.

Therefore, when a magnificent university appeared in front of Song Zhichao, he was not surprised at all. After all, in his previous life, there were many pheasant universities and miscellaneous universities in China, and the magnificent and magnificent packaging was much sharper than this university.

When I entered the campus, there was a clean concrete road, and I saw that the entire road was extremely clean and spotless. Because I was in class, the huge campus seemed very quiet. Only on the playground not far away, there was a group of college students playing basketball.

Since she was here to register for the school, Song Zhichao was wearing very decent clothes. To be precise, it was still his invincible standard outfit, a Korean suit, a Moshiki hairstyle, and a coquettish and charming posture.

It was so eye-catching that when walking in the aisle of the school building, many male and female teachers couldn't help but look at him a few more and guess whether he was a TVB star. After all, in this era, only celebrity schools like TVB could cultivate such handsome boys.

Song Zhichao ignored all the eye-catching eyes. To be precise, he was already immune to such eyes.

The school is quite large, and it is not easy to find the school affairs office accurately. In addition, students are in class, so it is difficult to even ask someone for a question.

Fortunately, in a remote place in the aisle, Song Zhichao saw a tall woman leaning against a pillar, holding her arms and smoking, so he walked over to ask.

The woman raised her head and was blowing the smoke diagonally upwards. When she saw someone, she hurriedly threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground and crushed it to the ground.

As she approached, Song Zhichao saw clearly that the other party was a beautiful woman of 27 or 28 years old, with almond eyes, peach cheeks, cherry lips, black hair was cherry on the back of her head with exquisite silver butterfly hair. She was wearing a professional suit, with a women's black and gray suit on the upper body, and a white shirt inside the V-neck suit, tightly surrounding her surging waves, a black skirt on the lower body, the skirt was well-tailed, and her peach-shaped ripe buttocks were perfectly wrapped around her peach-shaped buttocks. Below were slender legs wrapped in black stockings. If you don't look at your appearance, just look at your figure, you will be a sexy beauty.

"Well, how can I get there?" Song Zhichao asked politely.

The woman in black looked at him, pointed to a corridor on the left and said, "Go up to the sixth floor and turn right, the third room."

"Thank you!" Song Zhichao nodded, smiled, and expressed his gratitude.

The woman smiled at him politely.

Following the route mentioned by the other party, Song Zhichao quickly went up the sixth floor, found the school affairs office, and after a little inquiry, he found the principal's office.

Knocking at the door, a male voice came from inside: "ein (please come in)!"

Song Zhichao pushed the door and saw that the office was very spacious, with large bookshelf inside, a large number of books and many bright trophys. In addition, there were two bright red banners with two lines of big characters "Teaching without distinction" and "Teaching according to aptitude".

Behind a curved desk was a gentleman in a shirt and vest and a bow tie on his neck.

The man's temples were gray, about fifty years old, with a slightly bald head. He was wearing glasses and correcting documents. When he saw Song Zhichao coming in, he raised his head, put down his pen, and looked at Song Zhichao with a puzzled look.

Song Zhichao glanced at the nameplate on the old man's seat, and the principal - Chen Dewen.

So he said, "Hello, Principal Chen, my name is Song Zhichao, I'm here to report."

Chen Dewen seemed to remember something, and said "Oh", then began to get up and search for documents.

Soon, he found Song Zhichao's file, sat down, opened it and looked at Song Zhichao a few times, and asked, "Are you recommended by Pan Yusangao?"

Song Zhichao nodded.

Chen Dewen dipped his fingers and spitted out a few more pages of the files before he raised his eyes and said to Song Zhichao: "Your file is not a big problem - I'm sorry, can you understand what I say in Cantonese?"

"I understand a little." Song Zhichao said with a smile.

Chen Dewen nodded. In the past, those mainland students came to him to register and could not understand Cantonese. After speaking for most of the day, they often talked to each other.

"Although our school is only an affiliated school of Chinese universities, the diplomas issued in the future are the same. Therefore, we have high requirements for students' quality and cannot be easily attended by money..."

"The school's purpose is on this leaflet, as well as the school's policy on building the school, as well as the future development direction, etc. I hope you can take a good look after it when you go back."

Chen Dewen handed Song Zhichao a school promotional color page, which was beautifully printed, in two fonts, Chinese and English, and was equipped with large color pictures.

Song Zhichao took it and knew that this must be the school’s regulations. Every freshman must give a leaflet such as this so that he can get a preliminary understanding of the school through the leaflet.

Immediately afterwards, Principal Chen Dewen told Song Zhichao some things to pay attention to when going to school here, as well as the specific class time of Song Zhichao's elective courses, etc., and finally said to him: "This is the specific situation. If you don't understand anything, you can ask... But one thing I want to make a point is that the annual tuition fee must be paid on time, because our school opened an account at HSBC Bank, and the annual tuition fee must be transferred on time, which cannot be delayed. If there are any problems with tuition fees, you must contact your tutor or me in time, do you understand?"

Of course, Song Zhichao understood that such schools are actually the same as enterprises. Every year students pay tuition fees, it is the time when enterprises generate income, which directly affects the performance of the principal.

You should know that many private universities in Hong Kong are controlled by the school board of directors, and the school directors on these boards can hold meetings at any time to propose removal or appoint principals. Therefore, it can be said that these principals are actually workers of many chaebol consortiums.

Although it was just a simple interview, Principal Chen Dewen was very satisfied with Song Zhichao's performance.

First of all, Song Zhichao has an advantage in appearance. He is not like many students from mainland China. He is so rustic that he doesn’t look like students from colleges no matter how he looks.

Secondly, Song Zhichao can understand Cantonese. At least when talking to him, he understands what he said. Unlike other mainland students, they don’t understand, so they don’t say it out loud. When he asks, he doesn’t know what he asks.

Finally, what satisfied Principal Chen Dewen the most was that Song Zhichao had no objection to the high tuition fees. Unlike some other mainland students, they were shocked when they heard the tuition fees and bargained, and they simply regarded this place as a vegetable market.

Based on the above points, Chen Dewen quickly stamped the seal on Song Zhichao's academic record, then answered the internal phone number to help Song Zhichao arrange a tutor, and be responsible for his study and life in the future.

Not long after the phone call, a knock on the door came from outside the office.

Chen Dewen shouted in English: "Come in!"

Then a female teacher came in.

Song Zhichao stood up to greet him politely. After all, he was his own teacher, so he should be polite.

But when she met the female teacher, Song Zhichao was stunned for a moment.

The other party saw Song Zhichao clearly, and his expression was a little stunned.

It turned out that this female teacher was no one else, the woman in black smoking just now.

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