This morning and afternoon were supposed to have two classes each. In the morning, it was Accounting, and in the afternoon, it was Chinese Legal History. Accounting was as usual, making it seem more specialized than the major courses. As for Legal History, it’s not even worth mentioning. Originally, 88 people were supposed to attend, but only a little over 30 showed up. The reason is that Teacher Tao Yang said this course is optional—you can choose to attend or not, and listen or not. Naturally, many students who aren’t very self-disciplined didn’t go. But you can’t blame them for lacking self-discipline, since even the teacher himself said the course has little value. I guess he didn’t find it interesting either, so after finishing one class, he claimed he had a meeting to attend and ended the session early.

In the afternoon, I didn’t do much. I watched two movies: one was Resident Evil (I didn’t even figure out which installment it was, but it was the latest one), and the other was RoboCop. The first one was just average, still talking about Umbrella Corporation, zombies, clones, and Alice. As for RoboCop, if I had watched it ten years ago, I might have enjoyed it, but now, the visuals and technology seem quite rough.

This afternoon, I heard that a senior from our school, apparently from the Food Science major, jumped into the lake. These past few days, I’ve been seeing them taking graduation photos in front of the lab building, wearing their academic gowns, which felt a bit strange. Thinking about us, well, I just hope we don’t feel too down on graduation day. At least, let’s graduate without regrets.

As for the senior who jumped into the lake, I guess it could be one of the usual reasons—relationship issues, family problems, job pressure, or some sudden incident. I really don’t get it; no matter how big the issue is, it shouldn’t come to this. But it’s a personal choice, so there’s not much to say. After all, everyone has their own life and values, but for some unknown reason, his values and outlook on life might have gone astray. Out of boredom, I went to check out the scene. It seems he jumped from the bridge, and the police and school officials were there. Tonight, for the first time, the long bridge was lit up at night, with all the lights turned on.

According to the customs from my hometown, this is to guide the soul of the deceased! I hope he finds peace!

Today, Xiping asked about local specialties here, and I really drew a blank for a moment. I seriously handed the question over to our local expert, Brother Axi, who said the only thing is “Blind Man’s Cake.” But I don’t remember what’s so special about this cake—it’s a bit odd. It reminds me of the “Fa Cake” we used to have back home, which seems quite similar. I also recall eating the Xiqiao Big Cake that Brother Abin brought, which is probably made in a similar way, though I haven’t studied it closely. Honestly, I’m not very interested in it.