And all of this, Zhou Jiao, who was on campus, was completely unaware of. She was busy using chalk to draw and fill words on a prominent blackboard in the middle of a wall.
Twisting and turning, she seed to have a special connection with the campus blackboards across two lifetis. Just how special was this connection you might ask? Her drawings and her handwriting were even more famous than she was.
Listen...
"Oh, so this is Zhou Jiao. I thought the handwriting up there was from a guy."
"Is she our senior? How co I feel she looks so young?"
"She’s not that young. She’s already married with children."
"There’s no doubt about it. She’s long been the literary backbone of the Eight Great Colleges. I’ve heard that a big professor wanted to take her as a personal disciple, but she turned him down."
"Do you feel like she..."
Zhou Jiao listened as if nothing had happened, without even the slightest drift in her gaze, remaining motionless, only wanting to finish quickly and find a way to delay future duties. Anyone who loves doing it can do it; coming a few tis a week is really exhausting!
The bell for class rings, finally dispersing the students watching.
Zhou Jiao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, shook her sore numb arm, stepped back a few paces, checked to see no typos, and continued to work diligently.
"Classmate Zhou Jiao, soone is looking for you. Put down your work for now."
Zhou Jiao was startled by a loud voice from behind, turned around to look, her pupils shrank slightly, and a smile appeared on her face as she eagerly ran forward.
Not far away, a director wearing glasses was leading two n in military uniform approaching slowly, pointing at her and talking with them.
"Hello, teacher."
The departnt head said cheerfully, "These two comrades have received a notice from above, asking you to go with them. I will handle things here at the school, and you need to actively cooperate with the higher-ups, understand?"
Zhou Jiao nodded with a puzzled look. She wondered what matter required her cooperation. She was just a student, what could it be? She glanced at those two young n, neither of their expressions gave anything away. Could it have sothing to do with her father? The thought made her sowhat uneasy.
"Soone recomnded you have knowledge of a minor language and wants to ask for your help. Can you co with us right now?"
Zhou Jiao listened while holding back a laugh. This soldier guy is really funny, a minor language? What a peculiar choice of words, but at least there was no need to worry about trouble coming her way.
"Excuse , could I see your identification first?" Zhou Jiao said, disregarding the departnt head who was winking at her, as she tightly stared at those two n.
They smiled and opened their identification, flashed it in front of her eyes.
Zhou Jiao easily caught sight of the red official seal, curbed her smile, and nodded seriously.
"Then Mr. Zhou will co with us, and please leave the school affairs to ."
The departnt head cordially assured that their school would definitely actively cooperate, personally escorting them off campus, only returning after seeing them get into a car.
Zhou Jiao ignored the outsiders, sitting in the car, she didn’t bother to ask why this departnt was looking for her. Her dad was secretly the second in command in this departnt, so there was no need to send two unknown people to pick her up.
That could only an it was outsiders requesting her. What minor language? Nonsense, with all the talent at the foreign language school. They still needed her to personally go?
The three people in the car remained silent, the car traveled along a suburban dirt road, and soon reached the city center, stopping at the gate of a courtyard.
Glancing at the guard at the gate, Zhou Jiao walked inside following the two n without missing a beat.
Inside the courtyard, staff were moving back and forth, without making a single noise, diligently focusing on their tasks, even upon seeing a young girl enter, no one batted an eye.
Zhou Jiao admired these people. Day in and day out, being so busy must be boring.
They kept walking until they reached the entrance of a conference room. The two n stopped right outside, knocked on the door, and after receiving a response, signaled Zhou Jiao to go in, while they stood outside on guard.
The response from inside, unexpectedly, was the familiar hoarse voice of Shi Dashen. Now Zhou Jiao felt reassured, relaxing inside.
As she pushed the door open to enter, she was just about to crack a few jokes, when she realized that two people were sitting inside. Hmm, apart from her dad, it seed like all the big shots were here.
"Girl, you’re here? Co and sit here."
Zhou Jiao greeted them and found a seat near them to sit down.
Shi Dashen took a new magazine from the shelf and handed it to Zhou Jiao.
Zhou Jiao instinctively stood up, took it with both hands, and looked at him.
Shi Dashen pointed to the seat, "Don’t be nervous, sit down first. We’re going to play a ga."
Zhou Jiao smiled, obediently sat down, placed the magazine on the conference table, and quietly waited for their instructions. As for playing a ga, even her Ping’an didn’t believe it!
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