[How does the principal know him, and why do you want me to give him the necklace?]
【One leg.】
[Isn’t he the principal’s ex-husband?]
What is this?
Xu Chengben wanted to hear if the student who conveyed the message knew anything, but it was obvious that he was really just a messenger, and he especially liked reasoning.
But Xu Cheng also got some information from this.
The president of Haicheng University should be a woman and about the same age as herself.
As for what the other party's purpose is, you can only go there and find out in person.
"The principal's office is on the fourth floor of the top floor. It's easy to find. Our club's booth activities will start soon, so I won't show you the way. Goodbye, old gentleman!"
The student said hello and left in a hurry.
Xu Cheng glanced out the window.
Time flies so fast, and before I know it, it's almost evening.
The centenary anniversary of the school should be very lively tonight!
Xu Cheng stepped forward and went up the stairs, quickly reaching the fourth floor.
As the student said, the location of the principal's office is easy to find because there is only one room on the entire fourth floor.
Xu Cheng stood in front of the room door and knocked gently.
Dong dong dong...
"Please come in."
A lady's voice came from the room, it sounded smooth and elegant, and had a reassuring feeling.
Xu Cheng adjusted his hat and tie slightly, opened the door and walked in.
…
How to describe it?
The scene inside the so-called "principal's office" was very different from what Xu Cheng had expected.
In Xu Cheng's imagination, the principal should be sitting behind a huge solid wood table, with his back to the sunshine outside the window, maybe holding a glass of red wine. This is in line with the style of a "principal".
But what appeared in front of Xu Cheng at this moment was another scene——
Simple fluorescent lamps, white walls, black-framed windows, slightly yellowed curtains, and synthetic wood floors.
Iron bookshelves are placed against the wall, and desks of various sizes are distributed throughout the room, densely packed with various documents or books.
A dozen sliding wheelchairs without backrests were placed randomly.
Rather than saying that this is the private office of a university president, it is more like the office of a start-up company that has been working overtime for several months!
Messy - this was the first impression that this office left on Xu Cheng.
But after a little observation, it is not difficult to find that this kind of chaos is only seen by outsiders. The placement of each document is actually very regular and is not piled up randomly.
Messy and orderly - this is a fair assessment.
There was just one thing that puzzled Xu Cheng.
Documents and books do not need to be sorted out, but what about those wheelchairs?
It was clean and nothing was piled up there.
This is the principal's office, what are we going to do with so many chairs? More than twenty chairs make this room even more cluttered.
At this moment, that elegant and gentle voice came from the side.
"I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to move around, so I don't usually organize it, so it's a bit messy."
Xu Cheng looked along the sound and saw an old lady.
She has a common curly hair, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and wears clothes similar to a cheongsam.
She is on the thin side, and her figure is not at all bloated like that of the elderly.
But the most striking thing is that she is sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket covering her legs.
This may be the reason why she is "inconvenient to move".
Xu Cheng bowed slightly towards this elegant lady, showing the demeanor of an old-school gentleman.
"Xu Cheng."
He introduced himself.
The lady also nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Sun Shuhua."
A very contemporary name that goes well with the dusk sunlight outside the window.
“What a nice sunset.”
The principal looked out the window and asked, "Would you like some coffee?"
"certainly."
Xu Cheng nodded, then naturally walked to the table nearby and started grinding coffee beans.
He certainly wouldn't allow himself to be entertained by a lady with limited mobility.
After a while, a light coffee aroma slowly spread.
Xu Cheng held two cups of coffee and handed one to the principal.
The latter took a sip and praised: "The craftsmanship is really good."
"My old lady likes to drink."
"Is she here too?"
"Died three years ago."
"Feel sorry."
The principal realized his gaffe, apologized quickly, and then sighed deeply:
"We always lose something little by little, and in the end others will lose us too."
Xu Cheng was not disgusted by such formal words, but he still couldn't help but laugh and said: "It sounds like a teacher's preaching."
"I have been a teacher for several years, and it is difficult to change my speaking habits."
The principal took another sip of coffee and said helplessly: "But having said that, I can actually preach to you. There is nothing wrong with it."
"Why?"
Xu Cheng was a little surprised. After all, they were both old people. How could one of them preach to the other?
But the principal gave Xu Cheng an irrefutable reason:
"I am one year old this year - eighty-six."
Xu Cheng: "..."
There's really nothing wrong with it now.
Xu Cheng himself is fifty-eight years old.
In other words, the principal in front of me is nearly thirty years older than Xu Cheng!
Although the age gap becomes blurry as it gets larger, the gap of nearly thirty years does indeed exist.
It is reasonable for a teacher in his thirties to teach a child of several years old.
After a pause, Xu Cheng could only spit out two words:
"It's not like that."
Just like Xu Cheng, the principal's spirit is much younger than his actual age, and even his hair is deliberately dyed black so that others cannot tell the principal's actual age.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Cheng got straight to the point.
"Then, 'teacher', why did you call me here?"
The principal smiled and replied: "There is surveillance in the classroom. I wanted to listen to the class, but I found that someone outside the school deceived my students' bookmarks, so I came to investigate."
This is of course a joke, but there is also a point behind the scenes——
The principal knew the special nature of that bookmark.
Xu Chengjing calmed down and tried to capture the principal's voice, but found that the other person's voice was inaudible and mixed with some confusing characters, so no useful information could be extracted at all.
Different from the dancers, different from the captain, different from the agent, different from any person from the Star Chamber of Commerce that Xu Cheng has come into contact with.
If I had to describe it...
It's like a dangerous building that may collapse into ruins at any time.
Before Xu Cheng could continue speaking, the principal asked in turn: "How did you find out that Haicheng University is 'special'?"
"Because of the candle at the gate."
Xu Cheng directly told the story about dozens of sets of original exoskeletons being cast into the sculpture.
The principal did not show the slightest surprise because she already knew about this.
After listening to Xu Cheng's narration, she slowly moved her wheelchair, came to one of the tables, and opened the top drawer.
The principal took out a carefully preserved photo.
She gently touched the yellowed photo and slowly narrated:
"Today's young people always like to create some new words."
"That group of boys and girls claim to be witnesses, the Star Chamber of Commerce, the Deep Space Society, and others..."
"But once upon a time, us old guys all had the same name."
