"Mr. Fu."
As soon as Fu Jingchuan reached the door of the office, Ke Chen came forward with the information and stopped him.
Fu Jingchuan looked at him.
"Principal Zhang said that he hopes you will speak on stage as an outstanding student representative at the centennial anniversary. In addition, he also hopes to communicate with you in person about the design draft of the Science Museum." Ke Chen said.
"Make an appointment to meet him at school in an hour." Fu Jingchuan said.
"Ah?" Ke Chen was a little surprised, "Do you want to go to the school now?"
"Yeah." Fu Jingchuan responded calmly and walked out.
If he wants to go to the interior of the restaurant school building, he needs Principal Zhang to lead the way.
Moreover, he was the one who brought up the cultural corridor, so it was still necessary to inform Principal Zhang.
Ke Chen quickly followed suit: "I'll contact Principal Zhang right away."
While he was talking, people followed him to the elevator.
"You don't have to follow." Fu Jingchuan stopped him, "I can go alone."
Ke Chen gave him a surprised look. He didn't need to follow him, it was a private trip.
"Okay." Ke Chen nodded kindly, turned around and called Principal Zhang, and asked him to meet at school in an hour.
Principal Zhang was surprised when he heard that Fu Jingchuan was coming to the school to discuss the science museum in person, but he made arrangements immediately.
As soon as Fu Jingchuan arrived at the school gate, he saw a large formation welcoming him.
Not only the principal came in person, but also several school leaders, all waiting at the school gate, glancing at the passing cars outside the door from time to time.
Fu Jingchuan couldn't help but frowned, but he still opened the door and got out of the car.
Principal Zhang's sharp eyes caught sight of Fu Jingchuan getting out of the car, and he quickly greeted him with a smile.
Although he was not Fu Jingchuan's teacher and leader when he was in school, Principal Zhang recognized this business tycoon who came out of Xicheng Affiliated High School.
Others also came forward, most of whom were not Fu Jingchuan's previous teachers and leaders at school.
The teachers in the key classes of Xicheng Affiliated High School have always been senior teachers. Now ten years have passed, and the previous teacher leaders Fu Jingchuan and Shi Yang have basically retired.
Fu Jingchuan's temporary schedule made it impossible for Principal Zhang to invite Fu Jingchuan's former head teacher or other teachers at the school so that they could get closer by reminiscing about old times.
Therefore, although there were many people welcoming him, because no one had actually taught Fu Jingchuan, no real teacher-student relationship was established. Facing the powerful Fu Jingchuan, everyone could not get as close to nature as they did with other ordinary students. Instead, they brought Fu Jingchuan with them. Silk and polite.
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Shiyang came here by bus.
It's not that I can't afford a car, it's that since I've become a stranger to this world, I no longer have the rush to fight for life, and the pace of life has slowed down unconsciously.
She likes to sit in the bus and follow the slow swaying car to experience the city up close, feeling a long-lost sense of relaxation. At this time, her brain is most active in creative thinking.
The reality of losing her past memories did not make her feel frightened. Instead, she often felt a sense of relief at letting go of everything and traveling light, except for the occasional sense of confusion that she had lost something very important.
When the bus stopped at the stop closest to the school, Shiyang got off.
This is a secluded path that is completely different from the bustling shopping mall opposite the school gate. The green plants along the way cover the walls, giving it a tranquil and secluded feel.
As Shiyang walked, he couldn't help but picture the cultural corridor in his mind. As soon as a person enters the world of design, he forgets about his surroundings and just follows his instinct to move forward until he turns a corner and Principal Zhang smiles. A voice came from the front: "I didn't expect that you would suddenly be free today, and I didn't have time to inform the old principal in advance. He has been thinking about you over the years and mentioned you to me several times. Today is a good time to meet you. Someone is attracted."
Shiyang couldn't help but look up at the sound and looked at the school gate. From a distance, she saw a tall man standing in front of the car surrounded by Principal Zhang and others. She couldn't help but pause in her steps.
The man stood in the crowd with his back to her, wearing a crisp black suit. He was tall and tall, with a cold back. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, and he had a cold and distant aura of indifference around him, which was formed with the enthusiasm of other people. There is a strong contrast, but there is a sense of being out of reach.
Shiyang was a little startled, looking at the man's tall and cold back, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling of sadness and satisfaction intertwined in his chest.
Shiyang was stunned even more. She even forgot that she was standing in the middle of the road. She was just staring blankly at the tall man surrounded by the crowd from a short distance away.
Fu Jingchuan, who was shaking hands with Principal Zhang and others, seemed to feel something. His hand that was halfway intertwined with Principal Zhang stopped slightly, and his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
"What's wrong?"
Principal Zhang looked at Fu Jingchuan in confusion.
Fu Jingchuan shook his head slightly: "It's okay."
He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Principal Zhang in a symbolic gesture, but his movements were no longer as neat as before. Instead, there was a sense of confusion and confusion, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted.
"Jingchuan?" Principal Zhang called him directly by his name in confusion.
Fu Jingchuan didn't pay attention, just glanced at him, and then slowly looked back.
