"I watched the news. Have you returned to Lin'an?"
This message was sent by an old friend whom I hadn’t seen for a long time, the class monitor of Lin Yi High School and Lao Xiong’s former crush—classmate Jiang Zixuan.
When Lin Yi's entrepreneurial story was first known to his classmates, a lot of people came up with some good and bad things. Lin Yi only replied to some selectively, and shelved many of them.
It's not that he is putting on airs in front of his old classmates, but that many of them are unfamiliar to him and he couldn't even speak to them in school. Why bother pretending to be affectionate after graduation?
This does not include those chameleons who bow first and then bow for utilitarian purposes.
In short, after so long, there are very few high school classmates who still keep in touch with him.
Lin Yi and Jiang Zixuan got along well in school, because Lao Xiong and Gu Caiwei had some contacts, but in fact they didn't have many personal relationships.
Of course, the class monitor did not come to him to get close to him. After Lin Yi replied, he sent an invitation:
"Tomorrow is Teachers' Day. We have organized a few students to go back to Linzhong to visit the teachers. Do you want to participate?"
Teacher's Day is such a strange word.
Generally speaking, this concept is already very weak in universities, not to mention that Lin Yi has not been an honest college student in the past four years.
At this point, he remembered that he seemed to be on leave from school at Jingdian. Strictly speaking, he only had a high school degree. This matter would have to be resolved later.
No matter what, Lin Yi's trip back to Lin'an this time was not tight, so he agreed after thinking about it.
After gathering together the next day, Lin Yi met about ten classmates. Most of them worked directly after graduating from undergraduate degrees, and they had returned to their hometown of Lin'an no matter where they were.
This is only a minority among Lin Yi’s high school classmates.
Most of the others are still studying. Some of them yearn for the colorful world outside and want to go out and see the world; some of them don't want to enter the society so quickly and have to stay in school for two more years.
Lao Xiong belongs to the latter, so he is still in Chengdu.
Although a master's degree is also called a graduate student, there is no qualitative difference in terms of academic ability. Most of the jobs that require a master's degree are fully qualified for undergraduates.
Postgraduate entrance examination and postgraduate study are simply the best explanations for the inner volume.
Although Lin Yi's life is completely different from theirs, he can still talk about a few common topics based on his experience in his previous life.
Among the classmates who showed up today, apart from Jiang Zixuan, there was only one he was familiar with.
It's Feng Wenqian.
Lin Yi and she hadn't seen each other for a long time. The last time they met seemed to be before Wanli Travel was founded, which was at least three years ago.
"Are you working too? I thought I would go to graduate school again."
“In our major, graduate school is of little use.”
"That's right. Are you going back to Lin'an now?"
"No, I'm still working in a financial media in Beijing."
"What about you today?"
"I happened to be in Lin'an, and I heard the monitor's greeting, so I came over."
They chatted for a while about each other's current situation. Jiang Zixuan had already found the security guard at the concierge and led them into the school gate and found the appointed head teacher.
Today is actually a Saturday. Zhao Mingcheng is not teaching the third grade of high school. He was not working originally. Jiang Zixuan contacted him in advance, so he came to the school to wait for them.
Lao Zhao still looked the same, soaking wolfberry in a thermos cup.
He said hello to all the classmates who came over, but fortunately, he didn't forget them. Everyone could say a few words, and it was quite enjoyable for a while.
After greeting each other, it was finally Lin Yi's turn, and Lao Zhao pointed his finger:
"Lin Yi, you have become rich and don't take me seriously anymore, right? I asked you to come back and have a look when you are free. Tell me, how long have you let me go?"
Lin Yi chuckled. Although Lao Zhao sounded unkind, compared to the caution and unfamiliarity of other students, his words made him regain a little bit of his past feelings.
"It's really not that I don't care about this matter. The company's situation was still unstable in the past two years. I was so worried that I couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well."
Lao Zhao didn't believe it at all: "Fart! I see your face is red and full of energy now, aren't you?"
He waved his hand majestically there, making Lin Yi laugh involuntarily. Others also laughed, and the office was suddenly filled with happy air.
Lao Zhao's laughter and scolding were not just pretentious, he then scolded:
"In the last class I taught, I told them that you were a student taught by me. They had to call you back before they would believe it."
"As a result, when everyone graduated and left school last year, you haven't come yet, so they all said that I was bragging. Do you think I was wronged?"
When Lin Yi saw this, he could only take the blame honestly and said, "It's all my fault."
"Knock knock".
Just as they were getting excited about chatting, the small meeting between teachers and students was interrupted by a knock on the door, and someone greeted from outside:
"Old Zhao, come here."
Zhao Mingcheng looked around and recognized the person. He already had a good guess in his mind. Then he asked the students to sit down first and walked out.
Within two minutes, he led another middle-aged male teacher in and introduced him casually: "Teacher Yang, from the chemistry group. He has never taught our class before, but I must have met him in school."
Before the others could realize what was going on, Lao Zhao pulled Lin Yi over: "Come on, Lao Yang, tell him yourself."
Teacher Yang first smiled at all the classmates to say hello, and then turned to Lin Yiyi: "Classmate Lin Yi, right? I always heard your old Zhao say that you are his disciple, and I finally met you today."
"I am the grade director of the third grade of high school now. Today is Saturday, and only the graduating class students are in school for half a day."
"I originally asked you, Lao Zhao, to come and give a lecture to the third-year students. He said that he couldn't be your master and asked me to do it myself."
Lao Zhao interjected from the side: "I haven't invited him myself, but he suddenly came to my door today, otherwise it would be your turn?"
His words made the atmosphere more relaxed, and everyone looked at Lin Yi for a moment.
"Well, I didn't make any preparations before I came here. If I rush up and say something, will it affect the students' studies?"
Teacher Yang explained: "You can say anything you want, the main thing is to encourage them."
"You all know that you have experienced the senior year of high school. Even if you don't say anything, just letting them miss one class is enough to satisfy you."
Lin Yi knew this about the school, so why did he invite famous alumni to pay a return visit?
The first is to show off your strength and improve your skills, so that students who are studying hard in the cold window can have hope, which means that if you study hard, "he can take your place."
Second...
Lin Yi subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Lao Zhao over there was already shouting:
"Hey, I'm just asking you to act cool and why are you trying to push me back and forth? Not to mention that you, a big boss, can't handle such a small scene."
"The class I was teaching was not here today, so I let Lao Yang take advantage. I didn't notify the school leaders either, otherwise I would probably have to rip you off."
This guy also said that he would let Lin Yi make the decision himself. Hasn't this been clearly arranged?
Okay, Lao Zhao has already said this, so Lin Yi didn't refuse anymore, but he really didn't have this preparation:
"What are you talking about?"
Old Zhao sneered: "Is it possible for you to tell me how you will spend your days and nights after you get rich? What can you tell high school students?"