(A slightly silly and lighthearted ghost style, we just want to have a sweet romance)
Why do retired people still have to do missions? Why are there mountain and sea monsters and ghosts in a ...
"Let's talk as we walk."
Even when facing the president of the prestigious Jinghua University, Yan Chiyu showed no stage fright or obsequiousness.
He seemed like a born leader, a general who controlled everything on the battlefield, and the people around him were his subordinate commanders.
"Okay, okay."
A smile appeared on Zhang Yunling's wrinkled face. He walked ahead, but did not move forward, only half a step ahead of Yan Chiyu.
People of all ages and genders have a love for gossip.
He coughed lightly twice, glanced at Wu Yue, and couldn't figure out what relationship this girl had with Boss Yan.
Just as Wu Yue was about to introduce her as a classmate, Yan Chiyu spoke up first: "My girlfriend, who is also my classmate. Wu Yue."
[Official announcement, hahaha]
[Domineering CEO, Young Master Yan? ?]
[Real Jinghua University: Becoming Boyfriend and Girlfriend]
[Yan Mei is really good at word games!]
Wu Yue: Fine, fine. Whatever you say, I'll accept being your girlfriend for a day.
"Hello, Wu Yue. I am Zhang Yunling, the principal of Jinghua School. You can call me..."
Uncle Zhang? The generational hierarchy is a bit messed up.
Xiao Zhang? Hmm... no.
Yunling? That's too intimate... Chi Yu would probably kick himself into a shooting star.
A simple title could cause Zhang Yunling so much distress that her old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.
Wu Yue seemed to sense his inner struggle, and politely smiled slightly: "Hello, Principal Zhang."
Zhang Yunling breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Yunling knew that Yan Chiyu was currently studying at Shuangyi High School, and figured that since his girlfriend was his classmate, her grades should not be bad either.
The thought crossed his mind and he blurted out, "I'll have Lao Song prepare two admission notices for you from Peking University right away."
"..."
Yan Chiyu was already used to Zhang Yunling's style. If he asked Zhang Yunling for the position of vice president of Jinghua University now, Zhang Yunling would probably agree without hesitation.
Wu Yue, on the other hand, had a look of utter astonishment on her face.
She looked past Yan Chiyu's chest and said in a low voice, "Principal Zhang, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not used to using connections."
Zhang Yunling blushed immediately upon hearing Wu Yue's words.
He realized he was getting a little too anxious to get Yan Chiyu to join his group.
Fortunately, the people around him were all knowledgeable elders; otherwise, if others had heard him say that, he would have become the target of public criticism and would have been gossiped about.
"Yan Chiyu and I are tied for first place in the grade, so getting into Jinghua University shouldn't be too difficult."
The girl smiled slightly, squinting her eyes, which eased Zhang Yunling's embarrassment a little. "So please don't rush to accept me. It's not too late for you to admit me after I become the top scorer in the national exam."
Yan Chiyu turned his head and glanced at the smiling girl beside him.
A slight smile played at the corners of her lips.
I love her brazen way of speaking.
After a few moments, he got to the point: "Alright, tell me what's going on with the art exhibition?"
"This year's exhibition features works entirely by Rembrandt Harmensson van Rijn, and in addition to art students, many internationally renowned painters have also been invited..."
Zhang Yunling, who was used to launching into long-winded speeches, was ruthlessly interrupted by Yan Chiyu half a minute into her speech: "Get to the point."
Having lived to this age and risen to this position, no one has ever dared to speak to Zhang Yunling like that. If it were anyone else, he would have been so angry that he would have sent them away long ago.
But this person happened to be Yan Chiyu, and he obediently changed the subject: "This morning, several art students went in to tidy up the exhibition hall and suddenly disappeared. We haven't been able to find them yet. Also, there's a strange painting in the exhibition hall that doesn't have any signature. As soon as the staff moved it away, it reappeared a few minutes later. It's very strange."