I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

Teachers are usually off work on weekends.

But there is one exception.

Bai Sheng's eyes lit up.

I quickly opened my phone and called a ride-hailing service.

The destination is Yangcheng No. 9 Senior High School.

It is also Bai Sheng's high school alma mater.

He still remembers the high school schedule.

We have to attend evening self-study sessions on Friday nights until 9 PM.

There's even an extra day of classes on Saturdays.

Only on Sundays do I have a rare day off.

I wonder if his old teachers from high school will still be able to teach him anything?

……

The ride-hailing car was parked at the school gate.

He paid the fare, opened the door, and got out of the car.

At this time, since it was not yet time for school to end,

The school's main gate was closed.

Only one side door was opened for people to enter and exit.

Chapter 15 The Primordial Daoist Book

Inside the security room,

The security guard was a man in his fifties.

Holding a thermos, watching short videos played on the phone's speaker.

"Oh no, I forgot my student ID!"

Bai Sheng stood at the door for a few seconds.

Turn around and walk west along the school wall.

Outside the west wall of No. 9 Middle School

It is right next to a narrow alley.

At the end of the alley, there is a side gate of an old residential area.

Bai Sheng walked into the alley.

The small stationery shop at the alley entrance, which had sold stationery for over ten years, closed down sometime ago.

A sublet notice was posted on the roller shutter door.

When the wind blew, the edges were curled up.

It evokes so many memories...

suddenly,

Bai Sheng's pocket jolted.

He took out his phone and looked at it.

The message was sent to a contact named "Xiao Wan".

"Are you there?"

Bai Sheng raised an eyebrow.

These yoga pants have been a part of my life ever since we first met.

I haven't sent him any messages.

He never contacted her proactively.

It's interesting how suddenly it's appearing; the timing is a bit odd.

Zhao Gang looked so dejected at the gym yesterday.

He saw it all.

I didn't have time to reply.

The entire segment bounced directly from the other side:

"I broke up with Zhao Gang."

"I'm in a really bad mood right now. Could you come out and have a drink with me?"

I still need to cultivate myself!

Bai Sheng frowned.

With a few taps of his finger, he blocked the woman below him.

He walked to the end of the alley, climbed over the low wall, and entered the school.

I slipped all the way to the playground.

I squatted by the flower bed at the entrance of the playground for a while.

Several teachers drove out through the side door, and he looked up at each of them.

There is no goal.

I sat there for almost twenty more minutes, but still couldn't find it.

There's no other way.

Bai Sheng thought to himself.

Why not take this opportunity to visit your high school teachers?

Let's come and see them.

Secondly, it would be even better if some opportunities could be discovered.

Bai Sheng walked all the way to the teaching building and arrived at the third floor.

Parked in front of a Chinese language teacher's office

This is his high school homeroom teacher's office.

He hesitated for two seconds,

I still raised my hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Bai Sheng pushed open the door and went in.

Having graduated just over a year ago, Bai Sheng is still quite familiar with this place.

I subconsciously glanced at the desk by the window.

Sitting behind was a female teacher in her thirties, with shoulder-length short hair styled in small curls.

Wearing a pair of thin-rimmed silver glasses,

Head down, grading homework.

She glanced at herself over the top of her glasses, thought for a moment,

"Bai Sheng, is it Bai Sheng?"

"Teacher Zhang."

Bai Sheng nodded.

Suddenly I don't know where to put my hands.

After all, I didn't have much interaction with my homeroom teacher during high school.

In addition, it was a bit awkward for only one person to come.

Teacher Zhang enthusiastically stood up from her chair.

Thinking back, although this student of mine wasn't exactly a handful in high school, he was at least among the top students in his class.

He was admitted to the best university in the city.

"Sit down, sit down. Why did you come back?"

As she spoke, she walked around to the water dispenser and casually pulled out a stack of paper cups.

"How was university? I remember you studied mathematics, right?"

Bai Sheng gave a perfunctory reply, found a sofa, and sat down.

I looked around the office.