Jiang Ye, after finishing the transfer procedures with Zhang Jianwu, returned to Chen Zilu's office once more, only to find it empty.
"Buzz buzz!"
At that moment, his watch vibrated.
Jiang Ye opened the watch to see it was from Chen Zilu.
Chen Zilu: "Jiang Ye, come to the school gate, I have something to tell you."
A moment later.
At the gate of An City No.3 High School.
Jiang Ye saw from afar a lone, cool-looking young woman standing at the gate.
Calling her a 'woman' is less accurate than calling her a girl.
Chen Zilu wore a plain white long dress, her complexion fairer than snow, with a face pure and beautiful, and her thick, dark hair draped down to her slender waist.
Without the teacher's attire, she looked just eighteen or nineteen, full of youthful vitality.
"Teacher," Jiang Ye spoke, guessing that she was most likely leaving.
"You're here?"
Chen Zilu's voice was sweet, she gave him a stunning smile.
Then, she took out an exquisite metal bottle from her suitcase.
