I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Chapter Nineteen Acquaintances

Yan Ziming arrived at the door of Class 3, Grade 1 and stopped.

"Your classroom is here, right?"

"Okay, let's go in quickly, almost everyone's here." Xiao Qi half-pushed Yan Ziming, urging him on.

The room was almost full, with about seventy or eighty people, and there were only a few empty seats.

Exactly three, no more, no less.

Yan Ziming knew without needing to say whose those three seats were.

Thankfully, the teacher didn't show up, which means she wasn't the last one.

He coughed awkwardly twice, then, head held high and chest puffed out, strode forward with the two little ones...

He slipped in through the back door.

Even with such a low profile, a few people still noticed this trio.

Yan Ziming's temperament is truly eye-catching. Even with sunglasses on, her stunning figure and pure aura make her stand out among the many parents.

I quietly pulled out the chair without making a sound and sat down. Just then, the teacher came in through the front door.

This is a bald old man, nearly seventy years old, wearing reading glasses, and looking very rigid.

When Yan Ziming saw him, his heart skipped a beat. Why did this old man look so familiar?

Upon closer inspection, digging into the deepest memories buried in her mind, Yan Ziming finally recognized that the old man was her former middle school homeroom teacher and dean of students!

Yan Ziming was naughty when he was a child and was caught by him many times, but I didn't expect him to be fine now and even transferred here to be the director.

I still remember once I planned to get revenge on him by maliciously spreading rumors among my classmates that he was gay. However, he caught me red-handed and gave me a disciplinary action, publicly criticizing me at school.

For this, Yan Zimo hated him for a long time.

Later, when he got to high school, he realized just how stupid he had been to do such a foolish thing.

But now, for some reason, even though Yan Ziming doesn't have a very good impression of him, she feels a strong sense of nostalgia for this situation.

Sitting in his classroom seat again, listening to his lecture, Yan Ziming felt a sense of disorientation, as if he were transported back to his student days, when his best friend handed him a pornographic book, only to be caught red-handed by Teacher Zhou...

Oh, youth!

If Yan Ziming weren't a high-level superhuman fighting on the front lines, she could have gone back to university at her current age, and she did indeed have that thought.

Sigh, it's really not easy to run into an acquaintance from before the apocalypse these days...

"Hello parents, I am the homeroom teacher of this class and also the head of this grade. You can call me Teacher Zhou."

Teacher Zhou looked around the classroom and found that all the seats were full, which meant that everyone had arrived and almost every student was accompanied by a parent.

However, after observing Xiao Qi, the most important person in the class, his gaze stopped on Yan Ziming, who was sitting next to her.

With that otherworldly aura, it was hard for him not to notice her.

He didn't recognize Yan Ziming as his former student. After all, girls change a lot as they grow up, especially their gender. It would be strange if Director Zhou could still recognize her.

But he was, after all, a teacher and a grade-level director, so he had the proper qualities. After a brief moment of surprise, he began to explain the itinerary.

"In order to cultivate students' autonomy and develop good habits of self-discipline, and also in order to cultivate..."

Official statements that offer no real substance.

Yan Ziming thought to himself that these speeches were just as boring and full of nonsense as the speeches given by the principal and other school leaders on the podium at the opening ceremony. They could have gotten to the point in one sentence, but instead they took a long detour to show off their "professionalism".

Just a few minutes later, Yan Ziming covered her cherry lips with her small hand and gave a small yawn.

"Excuse me, are you Yan Ziming?"

A deep male voice came from the seat across the aisle to her left. Surprised that the other person had discovered her identity, Yan Ziming turned her head curiously.

"Hello, do you remember me?" the man greeted her.

"Oh!" Yan Ziming excitedly covered her mouth: "You're that Meng... Meng... what was it again, the one who rides the dragon?"

"Meng Shaojun..."

The man's lips twitched slightly. Seeing how agitated you were, he thought you had remembered him, but all you could remember was the name 'Meng'.

"Oh right, Lieutenant General Meng, it's been a long time. I haven't seen you since we parted ways in Yongjing." Yan Ziming suddenly realized.

"We met at the medal-awarding ceremony, okay..."

Meng Shaojun said speechlessly.

At the medal-awarding ceremony, he, as the supreme commander of the national treasure, Longteng, shone brightly. At that time, Yan Shan personally awarded him the medal.

Meanwhile, he was rescued by Yan Zimo during the Yongjing Campaign almost a year earlier.

At the time, the Longteng, which was still just a prototype, broke down due to a power system malfunction and was almost attacked by an S-class giant lizard. It was Yan Zimo who helped them out of the predicament and also helped them find the problem with the Longteng's power system.

After that, they got to know each other, but one was often away on missions and the other was far away in Sichuan, so they didn't see each other much.

"........Sorry, there were too many people at the time, I didn't notice."

Yan Ziming, still wearing sunglasses, glanced at the little boy next to Meng Shaojun and whispered, "Is Lieutenant General Meng here to accompany his own child?"

"Yes, it's rare for me to get a long vacation... Well, it can't really be called a vacation, I was just transferred here for work, and I took some time out of my busy schedule to bring the kids to this event."

More than himself, Meng Shaojun was interested in why Yan Ziming was here.

"And you? You're not going to tell me you already have a teenager with a child, are you?"

"Of course not, I'm just here to be the guardian of these two children and relax a bit."

"Sister Zimo, Sister Zimo!" Yuanyuan tugged at Yan Zimo's clothes a few times: "The teacher is watching you!"

Upon hearing this, as if it were an instinct, Yan Ziming immediately straightened his posture, looking every bit like a good child listening attentively.

Turning his head, he saw that Director Zhou was indeed looking at him, which made Yan Ziming feel extremely guilty, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

【Wait a minute, what am I afraid of? I'm not even Old Zhou's student anymore!】

Yan Ziming belatedly realized his mistake, feeling annoyed, and his straight posture relaxed again.

However, she—no, he—didn't particularly dislike this feeling.

"Alright, next our instructor will give a speech. Please give him a warm welcome."

After another ten minutes or so of rapid-fire speaking, Director Zhou finally finished, and Yan Ziming felt a sense of unreal, dreamlike reverie.

A sound of a stool being moved came from the left.

Yan Ziming turned her head, and it was still Meng Shaojun.

What's this guy doing getting up?

While Yan Ziming was in a daze, Meng Shaojun walked up to the podium.

"Hello everyone, I am the instructor of this class and the instructor in charge of military training at this school. My surname is Meng, and you can call me Instructor Meng."

After saying that, Meng Shaojun winked at Yan Ziming twice.

Yan Ziming: "..."

Okay, it seems parents are also required to participate in military training, under the guise of "sharing joys and sorrows." Is this guy trying to ride on my head and become my instructor?

The only difference is that parents are free to participate, after all, their age must be taken into account.

Well, probably not many parents would go out of their way to suffer.

Meng Shaojun then went on and on for more than ten minutes, and the class meeting was finally over. Yan Ziming saw many students already dressed in military uniforms passing by through the window.

"That's settled then. Please follow Instructor Meng from now on."

"Sigh, finally finished. Why am I so tired?"

Yan Ziming stretched his sore shoulders and twisted his waist, when he suddenly heard Director Zhou call out to him.

"Could you please have Xiaoqi and her guardian stay here?"

"......"

Chapter Twenty: Conflict

In the empty classroom, Yan Ziming and Director Zhou looked at each other, while Xiao Qi and Yuan Yuan waited outside the door.

"Um, Zhou Ba, wait, no!"

Yan Ziming, in her haste, almost blurted out the nickname she used to call Director Zhou during her school days: "Zhou the Skinflint." She quickly corrected herself.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Director Zhou?"

"It's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if you're Xiaoqi's relative or...?"

Director Zhou was also taken aback; he almost thought the other party was going to call him "Zhou the Skinflint"!

This was how one of his students called him a long time ago. The person who gave him this name was a little rascal named Yan... Yan Ziqing, who spread rumors everywhere that he was gay, which made him panic to death, thinking that his orientation had been found out by his students.

It was later proven that the other party had only fabricated the story to retaliate against him, which put Director Zhou at ease. However, he was also furious and imposed a very severe punishment.

Looking back now... it was actually a really happy time!