Bayi Agricultural College had already started its term. University terms started at roughly the same time as primary and secondary schools back then, unlike the much greater differences in later years.
Li Long arrived at the school gates with his backpack, showed his work ID, and said he wanted to see Professor Wu.
The gatekeeper checked Li Long's work ID carefully and asked him to explain his relationship with Professor Wu and why he wanted to see her.
Once he had clarified all that, he made an internal call, then told Li Long that Professor Wu was teaching and asked him to wait there for twenty minutes.
He could wait. This was the only thing he had to do today anyway, so Li Long was in no hurry. He waited outside the gates with his backpack on.
Perhaps feeling he stood out too much, he backed away to the roadside, found a clean stone, and took off his backpack to set it on the stone. He stood beside it, looking over the university.
In Li Long's eyes, Bayi Agricultural College, which would later become Xueye University, was still quite impressive. Of course, its rankings might not be good later on, but it genuinely addressed problems facing agriculture and farmers.
Of course, he had never attended university. He was only guessing.
Occasionally, students or teachers came and went on foot or by bicycle, and almost all of them glanced at Li Long.
With classes in session, faint sounds drifted from inside, but they were not loud. This was a university, after all, not a primary or secondary school where students had to recite together.
Across two lifetimes, Li Long's highest level of education was junior high, so he was quite curious about universities.
But he was already past school age, so