Chapter 151 Remember This

Huang Ye's destination this time was Xiba Beast Control University.

The only university in the eighteen cities.

The area is not small, occupying almost one-tenth of the entire city.

The school gate is also decorated grandly.

But the campus was lifeless, with white silk ribbons and white lanterns hanging on the trees, and a silence that was hard to dispel.

Although it has been half a month since I advanced.

But the shadow of death still follows everyone, covering everyone.

"The cultists in the city are causing chaos everywhere, burning, killing and looting, and the top students of the school are also involved."

"They are all elites, but less than 23 out of 10 can come back alive."

In the back row, Chen Zhiqing looked through the privacy glass at a series of students walking silently with their heads down, and also explained.

These words made Huang Ye nod silently with great respect.

These students live and die for no profit.

Just for the sake of their ideals and thousands of people, they fought one after another to resist foreign enemies. This scene is really moving.

In them, Huang Ye thought of Sun Fan, who avenged his master, and he also had an innocent heart.

Not contaminated by the turbid social laws, not bowing to the extraordinary of the jungle.

Unfortunately, the gap is too big, and all persistence and calculations are in vain.

Huang Ye leaned back in his chair, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes.

There are not too many emotions in my heart.

The two have different positions. He only cares for himself and his family and does not have such big ambitions.

If it goes smoothly, I will also save a friend.

But if he is on the opposite side, he will only think about himself, and he will not hold back even when facing relatives and friends.

His selfishness is not for profit, but for survival.

If anyone doesn't want him to live, then he can find an argument with the other party or not live at all.

"Look, the contracted gold items left behind in the Eighteen Cities are here."

In front of the campus gate, the scene was even more grand.

Not only dignitaries and news reports, but also media from other cities came to join in the fun.

After Chen Zhiqing got out of the car, he said hello, attracting many flashing lights.

Huang Ye opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the crowd full of anticipation and enthusiasm.

This time the process was tight and brief.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky is that both the university and the city government are decentralizing various resources such as scholarships at the same time, so there is no need to move around.

But when the interview ended, just as he was about to get in the car, a woman in her late forties came forward, looking nervous.

"Huang Ye, do you still remember me? I am your elementary school teacher Liu Jialiang."

Huang Ye nodded unexpectedly when he saw her aging but still familiar face.

"That's great. Can I invite you back to the elementary school to teach the children a lesson? I know there is no appointment and it's very offensive..."

Liu Jialiang explained nervously and quickly, presumably it was a request or indication from the school leaders.

Huang Ye looked at her, slightly dazed, thinking of his elementary school days.

It wasn't until fourth grade that everything changed.

"Okay, do you want to get in the car?"

Huang Ye had already decided last night to free up his time today.

It's only afternoon now, so I don't mind the necessary dealings.

"Thank you very much."

"We won't be able to sit in the car. We have a car."

The female teacher was extremely excited: "I will lead the way."

She hurried to a car on the side of the road.

"Did he agree?"

The driver is a middle-aged man.

"Director, he agreed."

The female teacher's face was full of joy and she sat in the passenger seat.

"This Huang Ye is really considerate and sensible."

While the director was excited, he was also extremely emotional.

After some people become successful, they become aloof and look down on everything.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who taught it!"

The female teacher made no secret of her joy.

In her vague impression, when Huang Ye was a child, he seemed cold on the surface and did not participate in activities with other children, but he was very obedient and polite. Although his academic performance was not top-notch, his personality as a good student still made him very popular.

The impression left on the primary school teachers who were in class at that time was very good.

When Huang Ye didn't show his talent, there were still teachers who could recall Huang Ye's name.

"This is the top student of our primary school—brother Huang Ye!"

"Children, do you have anything to say to Brother Huang Ye?"

“You can raise your hands enthusiastically!”

Returning to the elementary school, teacher Liu Jialiang spoke in a gentle tone.

A swish sound.

All the children in the school raised their hands enthusiastically.

Even if I don’t know what to ask, but all my classmates have raised their hands, I will raise them too.

They were innocent and seemed unaffected by the disaster.

It’s just that some of the little playmates beside me have disappeared.

There was some vague panic and sadness that could not be expressed.

But under the teacher's careful care and explanation, I gradually forgot about it.

"Me me me!"

"I have a problem, can I use the bathroom!"

"Brother, how old are you? You are so handsome!"

"I heard that people who go to college are very good. Are you good?"

The children were chattering away and the atmosphere was lively and cheerful.

All the voices came together, and Huang Ye rarely felt irritated.

There was a kind smile on his lips.

But there was a vague trance in those indifferent eyes.

His memory of his childhood was no longer deep, but the memory of the last time he peeked into the elementary school, and the interaction between it and the group of children in front of him, made him silent and dazed.

When he was seven or eight years old, he was carefree. At most, he thought other children were childish and didn't like to play with them. He just couldn't fit in and there was no difference.

But until he was nine years old and in the fourth grade of elementary school, with the revival of the God of Destruction, the train of life was completely derailed.

He couldn't save it, and didn't want to save it. Like a bystander, he calmly watched the train rushing towards an uncertain future. Although there was anxiety and urgency, at least the speed was very fast and it was not constrained by the track. It seemed that this was also good.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"Brother Huang Ye has received your enthusiasm."

Liu Jialiang was very satisfied with the students' activeness.

His eyes searched among the many children, and finally pointed to a fat child with his hand raised high:

"What does this child with a big red flower want to say to Brother Huang Ye?"

The female teacher gently handed over the microphone.

The little boy said in a serious voice, "Brother Huang Ye, hello, can I become as powerful as you?"

"I want to be like you, too."

"So impressive."

Huang Ye looked at the expectation in the eyes of all the children below.

But his heart tightened.

He said firmly and seriously, "No."

The next second, the children were stunned, and soon there was an unstoppable uproar.

The little boy who asked the question was also in a trance.

His bright eyes were full of grievances.

It seemed that he was blaming himself, whether he had said the wrong thing.

When he thought that he might be criticized by the teacher later, the big tears were about to fall.

The other school leaders also looked at each other, their faces were quite ugly.

These words were indeed a bit ruthless.

And Huang Ye's elementary school teacher was also panicked instantly.

If there was an accident in the interview, she would be responsible.

Huang Ye felt the change in the atmosphere.

After silence, he chuckled, and his tone seemed to become younger.

"Remember, don't become someone like Huang Ye."

"You are all unique and full of hope. You will definitely be stronger, kinder, and braver than Huang Ye."

"Your future has unlimited possibilities, and Huang Ye is about to become an uncle."

"And he is also getting older, deteriorating, and getting worse. I envy you too."

"I have no expectations for you. I just hope you don't forget to take good care of your family. When you grow up, you will also become extraordinary people. Remember to protect them and don't go astray. Do you understand?"

The tense atmosphere below was instantly replaced by laughter.

"I understand!"

At this moment, the school leaders took the lead in applauding, looking satisfied.

Liu Jialiang's eyes were excited and excited, and there was hope for promotion and salary increase.

In such a remote elementary school, it is a pride, an honor, and a golden signboard to have a contract master like Huang Ye who believes in gold.

As for how much prestige and influence it will bring in the future, no one knows.

At night.

Huang Ye refused all banquets and social events on the grounds of fatigue and sleepiness.

Including the wealthy businessmen and politicians who wanted to get to know him.

Instead, he came to a residential area close to the university and moved in with his luggage.

This is an upper-middle-class residential area, protected by extraordinary people, with strict security checks. Those who can live here are people of a certain status.

This is a private house given to him by the university and the city lord's mansion. It can be seen that they are willing to spend a lot of money.

Huang Ye leaned back on the brand new sofa, feeling exhausted.

But his thoughts were still on the innocent faces of the children at the elementary school meeting today.

He closed his eyes, his heart full of complexity: "Remember——"