The next day, the freshmen went to the classroom in groups.

In the three semesters of the first year, first-grade students need to learn basic courses including mathematics, physics, chemistry, experiments, as well as some scientific writing and humanities general courses. The school will not give them scores, but will only use "pass/no" to inform them of the learning results. This is because, although it is a basic course, it is very difficult and there are many courses. You should know that the total credits of the courses they have learned this year account for almost half of the graduation requirements. The school does not want students to be hit too much and affect their future learning enthusiasm. However, even so, most students still cannot complete the courses in the first year, and many people even drop out of school.

"Hey, Evan, can I check out your schedule?"

Although I really want to avoid him, the school is so big, Evan cannot avoid it. "William, you are civil engineering, I am physics, what's the use of reading my schedule?"

"Of course it's useful!" said Werner Boris Riesenfeld, who is a physics major with Evan. "Although the majors are different, many courses are the same. Many of the school's course assignments will require multiple people to cooperate across majors, and we can set up a group together. Come, William, I'll give you the schedule!"

"That's what I think..." William took the class schedule handwritten by Warner, and asked Evan while looking at it: "Evan, do you want to go together?"

Evan didn't comment, "Let's talk about it then!"

William returned the class schedule to Warner and said gossip: "Charles is so pitiful. He fell four feet in the bathroom on the first day of school. I don't know if it is serious or not!"

This Charles is also a freshman in the Civil Engineering Department.

William said with lingering fear: "Werner, do you know? He fell to Evan and me at that time, and almost implicated us!"

"So I decided that when I went to the hospital to see him in the evening, I would not give him apples. Not only would I not give him a gift, I would also eat one of him."

"Evan, what do you think?"

Evan gave him a blank look, suddenly stopped, pointed to the building next to him, and said, "William, that's the end, we're here, the math class you want to take is still in front, see you again!"

After saying that, Evan turned around and entered the building.

Warner patted William on his shoulder, said "See you back", and followed him.

William paused on the side of the road, looked at the crowds in groups of three or three on the road, and made a sudden decision. He trotted, caught up with Warner and Evan, put his arm around Evan's shoulder, and smiled: "I think physics is more interesting than boring math. Evan, I decided to take advantage of your class."

As a straight man in steel, Evan doesn't like a man so close to him. He frowned and spread William's hand away from his shoulders.

"William, stay away from me!"

Evan was able to distance himself from William, but could not stop him from speaking.

"Evan, don't, why did you get so cold after one night? Wait for me!"

Hearing William's words, all the students passing by were looking at each other.

Evan's face turned dark and could only pretend that he was not Evan. I don't know this person.

Walking into the classroom, Evan found a free seat to sit down. This was a large classroom, and there were many students coming to listen to the class, not just freshmen.

Warner and Evan sat apart, and William sat in a row behind Evan.

The course is called "Ordinary Physics". It has two words in its name, but it is not ordinary at all - it is worth nine credits. The lecturer is EARNEST WATSON. The professor with slightly white hair and bright forehead is actually only forty-nine years old. He is the acting chair of the department of Evan, the Department of Physics, Mathematics and Electronic Engineering (later changed to the Department of Physics, Mathematics and Astronomy). The former director of the department was Robert Millikan, who had just retired. He also spent 26 years as the dean of the California Institute of Technology.

In the first class of the school year, Ewen thought that Professor Watson would nag, talk about gossip, welcome freshmen, etc., but he didn't expect that he went straight to the topic, and one lecture was the content of a blackboard.

So everyone was fully focused and wrote the notes quickly. Only Evan, with a relaxed look on his face, took a long time to move his pen.

This "Ordinary Physics" is really ordinary physics to him.

Nearly two hours later, the course ended, and there was no time for everyone to complain about the homework assigned by the professor, so they had to pack up their schoolbags and transfer the room.

The next class is in another classroom.

This time it's mathematics.

Evan was still relaxed and relaxed.

Professor Eric Bell, who taught this course, specifically called Evan to get to know him before the lecture.

"You're Evan?"

After just asking this question, the professor asked him to sit down.

Others were confused, but Evan guessed something.

This is probably because the professor knows the relationship between his article discussing the principles of mathematics in the Rubik's Cube.

This is also the reason why Evan was still admitted to the school without Governor Earl writing a letter of recommendation.

After a break at noon, I continued in the afternoon.

Next comes "Organic Chemistry".

Well... This time Evan no longer had the ease he had before. There was no way. There were too many proper nouns created in this lesson. He had to correspond to Chinese and English in his mind.

Evan felt that tomorrow's biological life would probably be difficult.

In the evening, the freshmen returned to Hovses. After a day of knowledge bombardment, they had to make dinner together according to the rules.

Tonight, Evan switched to Dabney House. Rogers found him deliberately before dinner and asked him about his thoughts.

"Well, the professors are talking very quickly, and they have a lot of homework... I guess I won't think of sleeping before twelve o'clock!"

"...that's all?" Rogers looked at Evan's non-fake expression and felt powerless.

So, he is worthy of being a talented person who can start from scratch and become a millionaire by himself. He can't accept it.

I don’t know when I stood behind the two of them, and William, who heard their conversation, inserted it and said, “You want to sleep before twelve o’clock? It’s absolutely impossible. I guess I’ll get at least two o’clock!”

William, holding a plate full of food in his hand, nodded to Rogers and said, "I met my name, William, Evan's friend, can I sit here?"

"Of course..." William's "can" was about to say, and his words were interrupted.

"Ah!" William was suddenly hit from behind and leaned forward involuntarily. In order not to fall, he subconsciously raised his foot forward. But his body could maintain balance, but he couldn't do anything in his hands. So, amid the screams of William himself and the people around him, the plate fell on the table in front of Evan. Unpredictable, the splashed sauce made Evan and Rogers feel embarrassed.

"FXXK, William, what are you doing?" Evan yelled at William in anger.

"It's not my business, it's someone..." William shook his hands in panic, and looked behind him while explaining, trying to find the real perpetrator, but found that the person behind him was either innocent or looked at him in surprise.

There is no panic after making mistakes!

Uh...what should I do?

William scratched his head.
Chapter completed!