The automatic door slid open silently, shutting out the freezing cold outside.
It wasn't just the ample warmth that greeted us,
There's also a distinctive wood lacquer smell characteristic of newly renovated homes.
Unlike the austere atmosphere of school buildings with only white walls and terrazzo floors,
This is like another world.
The hall has a high ceiling of ten meters, with a huge geometric chandelier hanging from the top.
Soft light spilled onto the beige marble floor, reflecting people's shadows.
The walls are adorned with paintings and photographs by outstanding graduates from previous years.
Each one was beautifully framed, and there were even spotlights shining down on them.
"Wow."
The accompanying staff members following behind couldn't help but let out low gasps of surprise.
Jiang Changfeng walked at the front, his hands behind his back, and slowed his pace.
He didn't rush to introduce it, giving the guests plenty of time to be amazed.
Vice Minister Zheng Songxue, who was walking at the front, paused slightly, glanced around, and nodded slightly.
"Principal Jiang, what about the facilities at your No. 1 High School?"
Even among some professional colleges in the province, it would be a respectable achievement.
Principal Jiang has indeed invested heavily in education.
Jiang Changfeng bowed slightly, his smile wide and his eyes narrowed to reveal his teeth:
"Minister Zheng, you flatter me."
Although our place is small, we hope to provide students with an artistic starting point that is no less than that of big cities.
Building this building was a result of pressure from all sides, but as long as the children can have good things to eat, it's worth it even if we have to sell everything we own.
Although these words sounded official, one could sense a degree of sincerity in them.
Professor Yu Yan of Jinling Academy of Arts adjusted his tortoiseshell glasses.
He reached out and touched the grain of the Roman column in the center of the hall, his tone now carrying a hint of approval:
"The acoustic design is well done."
I noticed it when I came in; the echo treatment here is very professional.
It's not the kind of superficial project that's just for show.
In this fast-paced era, it's truly rare for a high school to take the time to focus on such details.
"Professor Yu is an expert; he saw the key to it at a glance."
Jiang Changfeng offered a timely compliment.
"When we were designing it, we specifically invited an acoustics expert to oversee the process, just in case it turned out to be a mere decoration that misled people."
Lin Que mingled at the back of the volunteer team.
Listening to the mutual flattery in front of me, I actually started to think more highly of this middle-aged principal.
In this era where only grades matter,
Despite the pressure of high college entrance examination pass rates, they managed to build this building, and they even built it professionally.
This principal is definitely something.
No wonder he could tolerate the existence of an "outlier" like Lin Que.
Deep down, this old man was also an ambitious idealist.
Jiang Changfeng turned to the side and made a "please" gesture.
"Let's take another look upstairs."
Lin Que mingled at the end of the line.
Watching the principal's smooth and effortless Versailles-like maneuver, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.
Old Jiang usually argues with the logistics department over a few boxes of chalk, but this time he's acting all high and mighty.
The group went up to the second floor.
This is the music practice area.
The corridor was covered with thick carpets, making it feel completely silent underfoot.
The doors on both sides were closed, but the faint sound of a piano could be heard coming from inside, intermittent yet very textured.
Jiang Changfeng stopped in front of a door and gestured for Lin Que to open it.
Lin Que stepped forward and turned the handle.
The door is very heavy; it's a professional soundproof door.
The moment the door opened, the piano music went off-beat.
The girl practicing the piano suddenly turned around and saw a large group of leaders standing at the door.
My fingers were frozen on the piano keys, and my whole body was tense.
He quickly stood up.
"Hello, Principal!"
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