It would be a lie to say I wasn't excited.
Zhao Xuerou had lost count of how long it had been since she last saw Jiang Cheng.
However, she did find the voice coming from the loudspeaker somewhat familiar.
It was a man's voice.
Calm, magnetic, and giving off a decisive and aloof air.
While Zhao Xuerou felt the excitement of about to meet her sweetheart, the others did not. Most of these young students were driven by admiration for top researchers, a sentiment that became even more pronounced after seeing the mecha.
The man who created such a breathtaking and ingenious masterpiece, and who possesses countless luminaries in the scientific community, is about to meet them in person, and may even become their teacher in the future.
What incredible luck!
The power of idols is immense. The step China took back then was absolutely correct. Now, on every street corner, young and old, there are very few people who don't know the name "Jiangcheng".
The profound impact of this is that it has rekindled everyone's dream of becoming a scientist.
A man in a suit walked out from around the corner of the building next door. He adjusted his glasses, and his hair was neatly styled.
Zhao Xuerou squinted at the person in question. She was nearsighted and couldn't see who it was at first glance.
A brooch was pinned to her clothes, with the serial number 74. The people who came with her from Lanjing were Zhu Yibai (72), Luo Xiaoli (73), Ke Bing (75), and so on.
Each person needs their own unique sequence, named purely with numbers, just like brain-like systems, for the purpose of unified management.
Everyone, please stand in line according to your assigned number.
The first on the list is a boy from the Antilles in North America. The name of the place may be unfamiliar to many, but everyone knows that sea area.
You could say he comes from the Caribbean.
The boy was wearing a black windbreaker, loose pants, and hiking boots. His flaxen hair was disheveled and almost covered his eyes.
Brushing aside her bangs, you can see her deep, captivating, azure eyes.
The man who had just ordered everyone to stand in line stood in front of the group, looking around at everyone. His sharp eyes were very intimidating, and his figure was as thin as a knife.
"I am your superior, You Lixuan, from China, and also the general manager in charge of all affairs of the Mecha Academy in Jiangcheng. You can come to me with any questions! My office is on the top floor of this building in front of us."
Zhao Xuerou's breath hitched.
She finally understood why it had felt so familiar.
Unexpectedly, Jiangcheng brought this management talent over from Kyoto to take full charge of the affairs.
Not only does he hold the position of school principal, but he also has a team of people he can trust. Jiang Cheng has made a long-term strategic move without anyone noticing.
In fact, although the War Maidens were created to protect human peace, they are ultimately Jiang Cheng's personal invention. He used the first mecha academy as a testing ground, so that he could carry out special projects in China, cultivate talents, and gain teaching experience.
In the future, You Lixuan and the teachers in the academy can become the backbone of the entire huge organization.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
Watching the surging, thronging heads, You Lixuan said nothing. He waited until everyone had assembled, then pointed to the battle maiden standing on the ground.
“Let’s go there.”
The crowd followed his steps and walked forward, the large procession standing out conspicuously in the cold region.
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"Yes, a little higher, is it tied up properly?"
On the spacious racks are the controlled nuclear fusion carrier equipment that was just brought over from the warehouse. It has thick transmission energy tubes that can be linked to the interior of the War Maiden.
The engineer placed it on the elevator, and even though the physical frame had already secured it, he wasn't satisfied, so he tied it with rope several more times.
Jiang Cheng came over to check and confirmed that there was no possibility of it falling off before he allowed everyone to slowly start the machine.
The morning was chilly, but Jiang Cheng, who had been running back and forth, already had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and he no longer felt as cold as when he first arrived.
He turned his head and looked back.
The group has already walked this way, with You Lixuan at the very front.
Finally... are we going to meet?
Jiang Cheng couldn't quite describe his feelings right now—was it anticipation...or perhaps a bit of aversion?
Perhaps both.
The situation he least wanted to see still happened: the girl he longed to hide forever in the beautiful castle couldn't suppress her longing for her lover and her curiosity about the outside world, and reached out her hand.
When the students stood neatly in front of Jiang Cheng, they were slightly out of breath, and white mist rose from their mouths in the area.
It seems it could fall into the sky and form clouds.
The girls in the crowd froze, and through the gaps in front of them, they saw the person they missed the most.
Ke Bing stared intently at Jiang Cheng's cheeks, eyelashes, and mouth.
They wouldn't overlook a single detail.
In a simple yet fulfilling life, I can stop thinking about trivial matters and focus on work and studies, sealing away the inexplicable emotions in my heart. Only when the night is deep do these emotions surface and cause trouble.
Ke Bing thought she could overcome this completely.
Sometimes she would even tell herself, "See, Jiangcheng isn't actually that important."
However, in this scene, when the gaze falls on the other party.
The bubble of lies bursts without needing to be popped.
Ke Bing's emotions surged into her mind in an instant. There were no crowds around her, no cold wind blowing, only a grassy field and a handsome young man standing there. She ignored everything else.
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