After the crowd dispersed, Shan Yue arrived at the principal's office.
Knock knock knock.
There was a crisp knock on the door. Zhang Huang, who was still working with his head lowered, clearly revealed a very surprised expression. He had not seen Shan Yue for a long time.
"Come in. The door is not locked." Seeing Shan Yue appear, Zhang Huang immediately put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and quickly walked to Shan Yue's side, his expression clearly excited.
"Yueyue, it's been so long since we last met. Grandpa Zhang misses you." Zhang Huang's smile was very benevolent. He stroked his white beard and said in a kind tone, "Ever since you took a long leave of absence from school, the two of us haven't seen each other. Later on, we caught up with the spread of the disease in the Federation City. You had to be busy with the research of the antidote. Now that school has finally started, I can finally see you."
