Chapter 880 Freshman Report

"Miss Song, do you report to school first?" Huo Jiu asked.

"Let's take a look first, take the textbook and go back."

Fengcheng Drama Academy opened three days ago. At that time, many reporters stood outside the school, trying to squat down to Song Yaoyao, but they all returned without success.

However, each year's freshman reporting season, there will be a wave of discussions on Weibo.

Even if there is no Song Yaoyao, there are many bright faces, which are remembered by many people.

"The daily necessities of the dormitory have been prepared for you, Miss Song, do you really want the dormitory to participate in military training?"

Freshmen must participate in military training.

Someone on Weibo was speculating whether Song Yaoya would participate. The keyboard guys took the opportunity to bring rhythm, and they mocked Song Yao.

"Of course it is!"

Hearing this, Song Yaoya answered firmly.

Her eyes were shining, and there was obvious expectation when she looked closely.

Before half-dead, physical conditions were limited. Let her not do this or that.

She had missed the military training in high school. Song Yaoya didn't want to miss the military training in the university anymore.

Not surprisingly, this will be the last time in her life to participate in military training on campus. In the future, they will be very precious memories.

Song Yaoya first went to the teacher's office to pick up his textbooks, and then went to the girls' dormitory.

The military training will not start until tomorrow, and Song Yao is not too late to come.

"Miss Song, do you want me to go up with you?"

Huo Jiu looked at the thick stack of books in her hand, and tried to pick up Song Yaoyao and escaped.

I saw her stepping up the stairs with ease, looking at her hard after hearing the words, and using her chin to click on the warning posted on the side of the corridor.

The boy stopped--

Huo Jiu was surprised, "The university still has this rule?"

Song Yaoya was even more surprised, "Isn't it?"

Huo Jiu innocent shook his head.

"No."

How could he know that he has never been to college.

Song Yaoya looked at him sympathetically, "Just wait for me here. If you follow, you will probably be—"

"Hey hey! What's the matter with the person at the door? I don't know if this is a girls' dormitory! The boys stop, do you see the boys stop? Can't you read? Go away, don't mess around here!"

Huo Jiu's ear hurt with the sharp voice of the middle-aged woman. He took a breath and turned his head.

I saw the woman wearing the armband with her hands on her hips, staring at him sternly, as if he was an apprentice who intended to break into the girls' dormitory and do something wrong.

Huo Jiu: "I..."

"What am I? It's useless to say anything! Hurry up and don't stand here!!"

"Puff--"

Song Yaoya laughed loudly, gave him a sympathetic look, and ran away quickly.

Her dormitory is on the fifth floor, 506, a standard quadruple room.

It was long past the new student report time, and the dormitory was already full of students.

When Song Yaoya went up holding the book, she could still see the female students in pajamas coming and going, sleepy-eyed walking around holding a basin.

Song Yao Tian smiled and greeted everyone he met, walking briskly, counting the room numbers one by one.

The person who was greeted was stunned for a moment, and watched Song Yaoyao go away.

Suddenly there was a scream, "Fuck!"

Then she was holding the basin, the clothes were not washed, and she hurried back to the dormitory on flip flops.

The door was slammed open, frightening the people inside.

"Guess who I saw just now?!"

"Saw a ghost? So excited?"

"Fart! I saw Song Yaoyao!!! Alive! Alive Song Yaoyao! She came to school, and she laughed at me my mother!!"

(End of this chapter)