"Are you taking your family to visit the school?"
Seeing that there were several people, big and small, around Zhou Chen, they all thought they were Zhou Chen's family members.
"Yes, this is my father, this is Aunt Song, this is my eldest brother from Tongji next door, this is the eldest brother from the neighbor's house, and these two younger ones are my younger brothers."
Everyone greeted Zhuang Chaoying and the others one after another. Zhuang Chaoying talked to them with a bright smile and said that Zhou Chen was young and asked them to take more care of Zhou Chen in the future.
"Uncle, you think so highly of us. Zhuang Tuxi is a famous figure in our journalism school. How can we take care of him? He can't do enough to take care of us."
"That's right, uncle, if you go to our journalism school and ask around, I'm afraid there won't be anyone who doesn't know him."
"The teacher often uses him to educate us. Being a classmate with him is too stressful."
"…………"
Several male classmates praised Zhou Chen all at once, and Zhuang Chaoying's eyes narrowed with laughter. The discomfort Zhou Chen had caused him before was instantly dissipated, and he was very happy and proud.
I bent down and chatted with them for a few words.
After walking around the Fudan campus for more than an hour, several people left with satisfaction. Especially Zhuang Chaoying, who visited the schools of her two sons one after another and felt extremely satisfied.
After having lunch at a small restaurant near Fudan, Zhuang Tunan went back first. He had classes in the afternoon. Zhou Chen originally wanted to send Song Ying and the others to the bus station, but Li Yiming said that he had been to Shanghai many times and knew how to take the bus.
Neither Zhuang Chaoying nor Song Ying wanted Zhou Chen to run back and forth again, so they didn't let him send it off.
Chapter completed!