"Okay, then on the 30th in the afternoon, we'll take the high-speed train over."
The 30th is a Friday, and they have the afternoon off. From the 31st to the 2nd, it's the New Year holiday, a total of three days.
Xu Lin and the others plan to have some fun in the provincial city.
"Why take the high-speed train, not driving?"
"If we drive, it takes at least six or seven hours there, and another six or seven hours back. Adds up to at least thirteen or fourteen hours. The high-speed train is just over two hours. So, driving or train?"
"Oh oh!"
Rong Xiyi suddenly realized.
At 7:20, Xu Lin finally returned to school. He let Rong Xiyi head to the classroom first while he looked for a place to park.
Speaking of which, parking at the school is quite troublesome.
You have to register when you enter, and the parking lots inside are all for Finance University teachers.
Students' cars?
They can only park by the roadside.
But you can't always park by the roadside, can you?
That's exactly how Liu Longsheng's car is handled.
Xu Lin, being bold, just found an open-air parking lot to park in. It's usually where teachers park, but since there are no specific license plate markings, parking is freeform.
How can you tell it's not a teacher's car?
Don't underestimate them; quite a few university teachers don't lack money, and driving cars worth hundreds of thousands is not an issue.
Some teachers have some certificate hanging at a company, earning tens of thousands a month without working, making a big annual income, and the more prestigious the university, the more prestigious the teachers.
So Xu Lin glanced at the parking lot, and with his two hundred thousand RMB Porsche Panamera GTS, it was still the most expensive for the moment.
Actually, if it weren't for today's drizzle, Xu Lin wouldn't have even driven over; it's quite a hassle and prone to traffic jams. Riding an electric bike through the streets and alleys would have been much easier.
After the class meeting, Xu Lin went to find Ning Yuhuan, and they shared a warm meal of tangyuan at the cafeteria.
In a winter with temperatures in the single digits, having a bite of tangyuan is quite a treat.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing Ning Yuhuan deep in thought, Xu Lin asked casually.
"Professor Huang wants me to write an economics paper before the New Year, just for practice. But I don't know what to write about yet. She told me to gather data from public databases."
Public databases, which are those that the school has already purchased, like CNKI, Taian, and urban databases.
The data Ning Yuhuan collected before with Professor Huang and others is personal and not from public databases.
Any rigorous paper needs data. Without adequate data support, it's just nonsense.
Xu Lin then asked, "What kind of paper do you want to write?"
"Professor Huang said she would give me a topic related to economics in the next couple of days. From there, I should gather the necessary data and write a paper of no less than eight thousand words."
Ning Yuhuan shook her head, "Actually, I haven't written a paper before. I've just started reading various papers for the past month."
At Finance University, usually, at the end of the first semester of sophomore year, during winter break, the school arranges for students to write short papers related to their majors, a few thousand words. It's basically the first real exposure to paper writing.
"When the professor gives you the topic, send it to me, and I'll help you with some references."
"Okay, I'll send it to you then."
Initially, Ning Yuhuan wanted to ask subconsciously, "Do you know how to write papers, honey?"
But on second thought, considering Xu Lin's intelligence and strong learning abilities, she figured she couldn't really question him.
"Aren't you cold with just two layers of clothing?"
Ning Yuhuan pinched Xu Lin's clothes, realizing he only wore a short-sleeve shirt and the turtleneck sweater she had knitted before.
And the sweater wasn't too thin nor too thick, just moderate.
At night, the temperature was only 5 degrees.
"If I were cold, I'd be shivering by now. Do I look cold to you?"
Xu Lin chuckled. He really wasn't afraid of the cold now. With his strong physique, even single-digit temperatures were fine with just two layers of clothing.
"Style over warmth!"
Ning Yuhuan playfully scolded.
"Senior, if you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't feel cold. But since you did, how about a hug?"
Xu Lin pulled her onto his lap.
"Did you lose weight? You feel lighter."
Ning Yuhuan weighs 102 pounds, a bit lighter than Rong Xiyi.
Many girls pursue a body weight of ninety-something or even eighty-something kilograms, only to end up with no curves at all. After all, without some natural advantage, losing weight makes the bust flatten out, and the same goes for the butt.
Xu Lin never appreciated the beauty standards of being slim and frail; he preferred traditional aesthetics.
"No way! Plus, I don't feel like I've lost weight recently, though I haven't stepped on a scale for a while."
"Eat more from now on; I like girls who are curvy in the right places."
"Big bad guy!"
Ning Yuhuan's cheeks turned a bit red with shyness.
"This is the cafeteria!"
"Senior, give me a kiss."
"Mm-hmm."
Ning Yuhuan leaned over and kissed him.
The two continued to cuddle for another ten minutes, parting only until half-past eight in the evening.
Ten minutes later, Xu Lin returned to the dormitory.
There was a familiar sound of a guitar; Liu Longsheng was playing again.
However, this time it wasn't a sorrowful tune but a joyful one.
"Can't Help Falling in Love?"
Yes, it's this song, a product of the last century, yet still not outdated today.
Xu Lin didn't pay much attention, but later when Xie Zhengrong and the others discussed it, Xu Lin learned that Liu Longsheng had recently made some money selling shoes. He had invested a hundred thousand, initially losing a few thousand on one type of shoe, but another type made it back, earning over ten thousand in profit, covering the losses. Liu Longsheng ended up making about ten thousand in profit.
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