"Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao, you don't know that during your one year in this school, you have charmed these young girls. You are finally leaving. I was very happy at first, but now I feel a little reluctant. Oh, never mind. Since you have already made an agreement with the principal, you must come back in the future!"

Zhao Beichen listened to them coming up to him one by one and telling him their true feelings.

At this moment, Zhao Beichen finally realized that he had already been recognized by these teachers, and they were all reluctant to let him go.

Zhao Beichen was filled with mixed emotions for a moment. He had no idea that one day he would have such complicated feelings in a school...

In the next two days, Zhao Beichen continued to tidy up his office and organize his belongings.

He compiled the lesson plans and teaching materials he had accumulated over the past year into a book and prepared to take it away.

Whenever he sorted out the homework of a graduated student, he would stop and carefully savor the progress and efforts of each student.

Zhao Beichen still remembers that when he was transferred here and took over the first high school class, he felt a little uneasy at the time, thinking that he would not be able to manage them well, but he didn't expect that.

Finally, they also gave themselves a unique warmth.

If it weren't for Yan Ruyu's guidance that day, I would not have known that even after I put down my seriousness in front of them, they would still listen to me.

As for Yan Ruyu... I don't know how she is doing in Hong Kong City now, whether she is having trouble adapting, or whether she is being bullied...

Thinking of Yan Ruyu, Zhao Beichen's expression became even more sad.

Zhao Beichen put down the homework book in his hand, moved it to one side, and gently patted the book with the word Yan Ruyu written on the top.

He whispered, "It won't be long before I can see you again."

On the third day, Zhao Beichen packed up his last things, walked out of the office and went to the door of his classroom.

He looked at the classroom that once belonged to him. At this moment, a new head teacher was introducing himself.

His heart was filled with emotion and reluctance, but he knew that leaving was to start a better future...

Zhao Beichen did not appear in front of the students again, but turned and left, walking around the school.

He looked at the flowers and plants on the roadside of the school and felt the cool breeze blowing across his cheeks.

He took a deep breath and finally said goodbye to this place that gave him so many memories.

Zhao Beichen went to the principal's office.

The moment the principal saw him appear, he knew that Zhao Beichen would leave school today.

"Teacher Zhao, have you finished packing? You are leaving today, right?"

Zhao Beichen walked closer and nodded, "Yes, I wanted to give the principal something before I left."

After hearing this, the principal looked up at him and saw that he was indeed holding a box in his hand.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "The thing in Mr. Zhao's hand is not meant for me, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Beichen put the box in his hand on his desk.

Then he said, "I heard that the principal really liked the antique clock in Wang's Antique Shop on the next street. I didn't know if I would come back here after I left, so I bought it to show the principal's care for me."

After hearing this, the principal was dumbfounded.

The principal looked at the box in front of him in disbelief, and began to doubt the authenticity of the contents of the box.

He knew that the small antique clock in Wang's Antique Shop was not cheap, otherwise he would have bought it long ago.

But now looking at Zhao Beichen's relaxed and calm expression, it was hard for the principal not to believe what he said.

Perhaps, the thing in this box is really that little ancient clock.

The principal slowly opened the box with a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, and what came into view was indeed the small ancient clock that he had set his eyes on.

The principal's eyes widened. He looked at the small ancient clock in the box in disbelief, his heart filled with unconcealable excitement.

The principal excitedly shook Zhao Beichen's hand and looked at him gratefully.

"Teacher Zhao, you think too highly of me as the principal! I have always liked this little ancient clock, but I have never bought it. You actually bought it specially for me. Thank you so much!"

Zhao Beichen smiled and shook his head.

"Thank you for the compliment, Principal. This is just a small token of my appreciation for your care over the past year."

“I am honored to be a teacher in this school this year, and I am grateful that you are willing to believe in me and support my management methods.”

"So, if we want to express our gratitude, it should only be between me and the principal."

The principal knew that most of what Zhao Beichen said was probably what he had thought out.

If I push this matter away with him again, Zhao Beichen will definitely have other reasons to push it back.

So the principal stopped making excuses and nodded with emotion.

"Teacher Zhao, although you are young, you are indeed an excellent teacher. Your departure this time is also a loss to our school."

"Even if we don't really want you to leave, we can only understand your choice. After all, everyone has the right to pursue a better future. If you have something you want to pursue, then go for it bravely. We will all support you."

Zhao Beichen bid farewell to the principal.

Less than half a minute after I walked out of the principal's office, the school bell rang for the end of get out of class and the corridor was instantly filled with students.

Zhao Beichen walked to the corner and watched the students running and playing in the sun. A deep feeling of reluctance welled up in his heart.

When Zhao Beichen returned to the office and was about to take his things and leave, he found that there was no one in the office, but there were suddenly some envelopes on his desk.

He walked closer and opened one to take a look. When he saw the name at the end, Zhao Beichen pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhao Beichen packed the envelope and left the office with his things.

The envelopes he packed were written to him by the teachers he worked with. He only read one letter, and as for the others, he would probably take them back and read them slowly.

When Zhao Beichen left school and returned home, his father was already sitting upright on the sofa.

It can be seen that he is waiting for Zhao Beichen to come back.

Zhao Beichen handed the things he brought back to the servants at home and walked towards his father.

"Father, why didn't you go out to do some work today?"

Father Zhao heard the voice and turned to look at him. "You're back so early. Come and sit down. I have something to ask you."

When Zhao Beichen met his father's eyes, he turned his gaze away guiltily and unconsciously slowed down his pace.

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