Ye Hong has extraordinary feelings for Zhicai Middle School.
Zhicai is not only his alma mater, but now also an asset in his name.
As a school director, Ye Hong has never stopped investing in Zhicai over the years.
With the continuous inflow of money, Zhicai was forcibly promoted from a middle school in the middle and lower reaches of Anming County to the number one middle school in the province.
Both the architectural environment and the teaching staff are the envy of students from major middle schools in Jiangnan Province.
Today, Zhicai has opened branches all over the province.
The next step is to march into the entire Yan Kingdom.
However, the most sacred place regarded by the education community is the headquarters of Zhicai Middle School in Anming County.
And if Anming County has undergone tremendous changes, then Zhicai Middle School has definitely undergone a complete change.
Walking on campus, the old buildings that Ye Hong was familiar with were no longer there, replaced by brand-new buildings.
The students were still in class at this point, and Ye Hong didn't want to disturb them, so he walked around the school alone.
Because I informed the school's senior management before coming and told them that I wanted to visit alone, no formation was arranged to greet or disturb Ye Hong.
Only the occasional teacher who passed by looked at Ye Hong curiously.
There are even more responsible teachers who come over to ask for Ye Hong's class information.
Because Ye Hong's appearance is so young, no one would doubt that he is a high school student.
So these teachers thought that Ye Hong was a student who skipped classes in some class.
Not only was Ye Hong not at all upset about these responsible teachers, but he patiently explained his identity one by one.
The teachers who knew Ye Hong's identity were also extremely embarrassed. They apologized and left cautiously.
Finally, the bell rang, and Ye Hong returned to Class 18.
However, Class 18 at this time is no longer the Class 18 of his first year of high school.
Two years later, these former classmates are now seniors in high school and are sprinting towards their favorite universities.
Although it is still half a year before the college entrance examination, it is obvious that the study atmosphere is already quite solemn.
After all, too many things have happened in the past six months, which have greatly affected this class of students.
So they can only race against time and are not willing to waste any rest time.
Even during breaks, the entire class is almost in the classroom.
The last class seemed to be an English class, and the English teacher in charge was packing up the teaching materials and preparing to leave the classroom.
The English teacher is also an old acquaintance. It is Miss Zhang, Zhang Xuewei’s mother, also known as Zhang Xiaoran.
The English teacher who smashed Ye Hong's chalk on the head seemed to be younger and more intellectual than before, and his face was no longer so fierce.
Thinking of the time when he fell asleep while listening to Zhang Xiaoran's class, Ye Hong couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
Because Ye Hong was standing outside the window, Zhang Xiaoran looked up and saw Ye Hong.
His eyes widened and he almost shouted.
If Ye Hong hadn't made a silent gesture in time, he would have alarmed the entire class.
Zhang Xiaoran quickly covered his mouth, but sat back on the podium.
And he sat upright, as if facing the inspection of the school leaders.
But in terms of actual status, Ye Hong is indeed Zhicai's school leader, and he is still the top one.
Although the students in Class 18 were confused about Zhang Xiaoran's return, they just raised their heads to glance at her and continued to read and answer questions.
At this time, Ye Hong quietly walked into the back door of the classroom.
And take a seat in the last row.
Although the classroom, tables and chairs have been replaced, this location is still empty.
And this position is where Ye Hong used to be.
Even though he didn't specifically explain it, everyone from the principal to the head teacher always reserved this position for Ye Hong.
The other half of the table remains the same, unchanged.
A girl with a ponytail was lying on the table with her eyes closed to relax.
The eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the dark circles under the eyes.
Even when he was lying down to rest, he was whispering and reciting the knowledge points in the book, and he didn't even miss this little rest time.
Seeing the girl's tired face, Ye Hong suddenly felt distressed in his eyes.
How long does this silly girl fight until what time every night
The beautiful girl in front of her is Zhang Xuewei, Ye Hong's former deskmate.
She is also the first girl Ye Hong has developed a crush on in his high school career.
In the past period of time, Zhang Xuewei and Li Muya often worked part-time at Night Food.
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying liked these two girls very much, and they had discussed in front of Ye Hong more than once which one they should choose as their daughter-in-law.
However, since she entered her senior year of high school, Zhang Xuewei rarely went to eat at night and concentrated on her studies.
However, the contact with Ye Xiaoan Xiaoying and the others did not stop, and they would still call and care about them frequently.
Ye Hong and Ye Zhinuo are often not around their parents, but Zhang Xuewei is more like their daughter.
Fortunately, the exiles did not target Zhang Xuewei last time, and they were not taken to Haiye Island by the magma organization. Therefore, Zhang Xuewei still doesn't know that Ye Hong has returned.
And there is never a shortage of greetings from this girl in Ye Hong's e-mail.
But because I was too busy, I had no time to reply.
Thinking of Zhang Xuewei's silent contribution, Ye Hong suddenly felt guilty.
Perhaps the most difficult thing in the world to repay is this touch of girlish affection.
At this time, Zhang Xuewei, who had her eyes closed, stopped reciting the knowledge points and spit out two soft but firm words from her mouth: "Jiang Da."
Hearing these two words, Ye Hong's eyes suddenly trembled.
Jiang University was the university he was admitted to!
Ye Hong's thoughts suddenly became extremely complicated. He sighed silently, took off his coat, and carefully covered Zhang Xuewei to prevent her from catching cold.
Zhang Xiaoran on the podium saw Ye Hong's concerned expression throughout the whole process, and his eyes couldn't help but sparkle with emotion.
As a mother, doesn't she know her daughter's little feelings
However, she was worried more than once because the gap between her family conditions and Ye Hong's status was too far.
Although she only knew the tip of the iceberg of Ye Hong, she also understood that it was not something that ordinary families could reach.
Therefore, she tried to give up Zhang Xuewei's thoughts more than once, but she was defeated time and time again under Zhang Xuewei's firm gaze.
Now seeing Ye Hong taking good care of Zhang Xuewei, he instantly felt that his silly daughter had not waited in vain.
And no matter how lightly Ye Hong moved, how could Zhang Xuewei not feel that there was an extra piece of clothing on her body
His eyes suddenly opened.
At that moment, a pair of starry eyes widened with an incredible look.
She looked at Ye Hong, who was sitting next to her, and murmured to herself, "I wasn't dreaming, was I?"
Ye Hong shook his head with a smile and said softly: "No."
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Xuewei's eyes widened even more.
Then, there was a scream that shocked the entire class.
(End of chapter)