After speaking with Qi Xianzhao, Lin Yi drove to Zhonghai Normal University.
After New Year's Day, the school examination period had all but ended.
The only remaining students were from majors which had yet to finish their exams.
As a result, the campus was deserted and there were not many students.
Without any long legs to look at, Zhonghai Normal University had already lost its special essence.
Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh. Summer was the most beautiful time of year at the university.
With no legs to look at, Lin Yi didn't linger on campus for long and went straight to Zhao Qi's office.
"Teacher Lin, come, come, take a seat."
Even though Lin Yi had many identities, Zhao Qi still liked to call him Teacher Lin.
"We're old acquaintances. There's no need to be so polite."
"But you've helped a lot for the school to develop to this point."