After more than ten hours of bumps, I finally arrived at this dream place.
My name is Huang Liang, and I am 18 years old. At this time, I am in a big southern city far from home. When I volunteered in senior high school, I resisted the pressure of my parents and teachers and volunteered for a comprehensive university in this city: the Department of Archaeology.
As for why I chose archaeology, there are actually many comprehensive reasons, the most of which is probably the influence my grandfather brought me.
My grandfather is a strange man. He is very famous in our hometown. My grandfather's forte is fortune-telling, divination and geomantic omen, and he also has a hobby of antiques. Every time I go there to play, he will take me to the top floor of his three-story building and tell me in detail the origin, appearance and some magical stories of every antique he collects. My name was also given by my grandfather. I was born before 1 midnight. My grandfather said that life belongs to water, so I must name it Huojin, but Huojin must be hidden, so I chose a bright word.
For some reason, my father is not interested in these antiques. He said that he was tired of seeing too many magical things in his grandfather since he was a child, but I was deeply attracted by his grandfather. When I was a child, I went to his grandfather's house for a holiday and listened to his endless magical stories.
In short, after more than ten hours of turbulence, I finally came to this university smoothly. After seeing my admission notice, the reception teacher gave me a suspicious look and then went through the formalities for me. After receiving my senior, I made some phone calls and wanted to know the address of the Archaeological Department. After taking me to the dormitory to settle down, I found a campus map and drew a detailed road map for me, which showed me how to get to the Archaeological Department.
According to this road map, I finally found the place I was looking for.
This is a three-story building, which looks at least several times bigger than me. The exterior walls are all dark brown blue bricks, but the roof is actually ceramic tiles. Doors and windows are very old wooden doors and windows, and they certainly look no smaller than me. In short, they are full of ancient meanings.
I can't believe that such a seemingly abandoned house is actually a department, unless there is an oblique sign "Archaeological Department" hanging at the door.
Walking to the door, I knocked on the door gently, and the heavy wooden door made a heavy sound, and then answered and opened.
With the smell of opening an ancient tomb, a man stood at the door and looked at me.
This man is about 60 years old and looks as thin as a bone. His whole face is like a skull covered with a layer of skin, and wrinkles are like dried orange peel. A pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle was placed on his nose, and a pair of bloodshot glasses lingered at the bottom of the beer bottle and looked at me.
"hello! I am a freshman in the department of archaeology this year, and I think ... "
Before I finished, the skeleton suddenly flashed with excitement, reached out a bony hand, grabbed me and said, "Are you the student who reported here this year?"
I nodded at once. Although his hand is thin, it is very strong, and he grabbed my shoulder like a hydraulic clamp.
"Then can you drive?" He asked at once.
I nodded again. I can drive. I got my driver's license in the summer vacation, but why did he ask?
"That's great! Come with me! " The thin skeleton was so excited that it seemed that the orange peel on his face had expanded, and he took me away without saying anything.
I was inexplicably dragged to the side of the house by him, and a car stopped at the side of the house.
That's a 17-seat Iveco off-road vehicle with a raised chassis. This kind of vehicle has no problem driving in the desert.
The thin skeleton excitedly took out a bunch of keys and stuffed them into my hand, then said, "hurry up, hurry up!" You drive, and we'll go to the West Times Square construction site. Where can I find it? "
"So ... I took a C photo, and this should be opened by B."
The thin skeleton has opened the passenger door and sat on it. He said impatiently, "What B is the same as what C? Open it quickly! " Urgent! "
I'm going to faint: "um ... I'm here to report to the archaeology department." Excuse me, is this ... "
Thin and lonely, even more impatient, shouted at me: "I told you to open it and come up." I am the head of the department of archaeology! " Say something on the road! "
Starting the car, Iveco roared and rushed out.
Although I am not familiar with this city, I do know what Times Square is, and the city is located in a plain area, and the roads are very easy to find, so I drove out without any effort.
"Are you ... the dean?" I can't accept it, and the thin skeleton around me squints.
"My name is Xi, my name is Xi deyang. You can call me Lao or Uncle Yang. " Thin skull, or old Xi smiled at me.
"I was told today that an ancient tomb was dug up in the construction of Times Square. Let's go now, son. Only two people have applied for the department of archaeology in the past three years. How did you want to apply here? "
I probably told him about myself, and he nodded and stopped talking.
Times Square will arrive soon. I drove directly into the construction site under the command of old Xi. A person in charge of the construction site with a red hat seemed to see who we were and waved to us quickly. I stopped right in front of him.
Old Xi couldn't wait to rush out of the car He ignored the red hat and rushed to a hole surrounded by many people at the construction site, forcibly separating the crowd and squeezing in. Red hat stayed for a while and immediately came at me.
"Are you from the Archaeology Department of XX University in XX?" This red hat looks unfriendly.
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