With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

Zhou Yue originally thought that in the 30s when the economy was extremely underdeveloped, it would be good enough for the school to have bright classrooms.

But when she arrived at the gate of St. John's University, she was shocked.

Perhaps because it is a church school, the school architecture incorporates some Western features.

The teaching buildings look like works of art, and the school is very large.

The students walking around the campus are all full of energy and are the high-quality new youth of this era.

"Ayue, this is our classroom."

Lin Xiuhua took Zhou Yue and walked into a spacious and bright classroom with a sign on the door saying.

Department of Journalism.

There is a reason why I chose this department.

In the entire school, the Department of Journalism is the most exposed to the outside world and has the most advanced ideas.

This will be of great help to them in carrying out some work.

There were quite a lot of students in the classroom, and Zhou Yue and the others found a seat near the window and sat down.

The classroom soon became quiet, and a middle-aged scholar wearing gold-rimmed glasses stepped into the classroom.

Zhou Yue was filled with excitement. In her previous life, she only studied for an ordinary undergraduate degree.

I really want to see what it feels like to study in a top university.

Lin Xiuhua leaned close to Zhou Yue's ear and whispered softly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Our position is not in the classroom."

Zhou Yue smiled and nodded, but she thought in her heart that she would definitely understand, after all, she had received more than ten years of education.

But when the professor started to speak, she was stunned.

Huh? All classes taught in English?

In her previous life, Zhou Yue’s English was very average and she could only understand some simple English articles.

At this time, the professor spoke a lot in fluent English, and Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment.

[Tongzi, is education this era so outrageous? ]

Zhou Yue didn't understand, so she just daydreamed and started chatting with the system.

[That's for sure. The middle school here will read Hugo's English classics. Except for Chinese classes, all other courses are taught in English! ]

After hearing this, Zhou Yue secretly admired that college students of this era are really different.

All of them have real abilities and are definitely not the kind of people who just want to get by.

This class felt like a year, and Zhou Yue felt drowsy while listening.

But for Lin Xiuhua and Zheng Yi, this is a rare learning opportunity.

After class, Lin Xiuhua brought Zhou Yue to their real battlefield.

It’s not a very big study room, but it’s packed with people as soon as you enter.

As soon as she stepped in, Zhou Yue's hands were held by a pair of enthusiastic hands.

"Are you from the Shaanxi base?"

"It's been a long journey, you guys must have worked hard!"

"Now that you are here, we can do more!"

"Is the situation at the base okay?"

Zhou Yue and her group responded one by one, and soon she understood the situation here.

These students are comrades who have joined the organization.

From today on, we will fight together with them.

"Comrade Lin Xiuhua, Comrade Zheng Yi, Comrade Zhou Yue, welcome to join us!"

At this time, a thin man wearing round-frame glasses stood up.

He looks to be around twenty years old, but he is the leader of the St. John's stronghold.

Zhou Yue looked around and saw that there were only young students around.

It is obvious that they are different from the soldiers on the battlefield. Not to mention killing the enemy, they probably can't even do heavy physical work that is too tiring.

Zhou Yue couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could a group of students like them really create such a huge wave in Shanghai?