Signed in for eight years, exposed by the school beauty's niece!

The word "instructor" was extremely solemn and full of respect, even more than what the students said to him.

Moreover, his originally upright posture was slightly bent to express his respect for Ye Qing.

Ye Qing was also very happy and looked at the young man in front of him. He didn't expect to meet this guy here.

"Wan Hongjiang, why are you here? Why, you are the principal?"

"Okay, you have made progress."

Ye Qing smiled and patted Wan Hongjiang on the shoulder.

The students and the principal's secretary were shocked.

What did they hear just now?

Did you hear it correctly?

Instructor?

What does it mean?

And from the looks of it, instructor means literally, that is, this young man actually served as an instructor for the principal?

This...

The two looked at Ye Qing and couldn't speak for a long time.

After all, they all knew the identity and background of the principal. He was in the special forces before and later made great contributions.

That kind of mission is not something that ordinary special forces members can perform.

Then, Ye Qing was called an instructor by him, what kind of identity is this!

Moreover, Ye Qing looked very young, too young!

Thirty years old? No.

Younger than their principal.

Wan Hongjiang was so happy that he didn't care about anything else. He quickly patted his secretary, "Xiao Wu, go outside and order some home-cooked dishes. I want to have a good drink with the instructor later."

"I'll make an appointment with you another day. I'm here to pick up my niece today." Ye Qing waved his hand.

Wan Hongjiang felt a little regretful, but he naturally had to listen to the instructor's words.

"Well, come to my office and sit for a while and chat for a while. It won't take too long. What do you think, instructor?"

Seeing Wan Hongjiang's sincere eyes, Ye Qing nodded, "Okay then."

Then, Wan Hongjiang took Ye Qing into the school gate.

On the way, Ye Qing looked at Wan Hongjiang's feet and fell into deep thought.

He was walking fast, but he deliberately slowed down his pace.

Wan Hongjiang seemed to notice Ye Qing's gaze, but he pretended to be relaxed.

This was what the instructor told him at the beginning, that he must not fall down at any time.

But he also quickened his pace, and the pain made him frown from time to time, but he still forced himself to chat and laugh with Ye Qing.

Arriving at Wan Hongjiang's office, Wan Hongjiang went to make tea for Ye Qing.

"Instructor, what are you doing now that you come to Jiangcheng?"

Ye Qing wandered around the room, "Oh, I'm unemployed now, staying at home."

"Ah? How could such a powerful person like you be unemployed? You're joking, are you retired?"

"I envy you, you retired so young, unlike me, who is still working at the post."

Ye Qing looked at the layout of the office, which was surprisingly simple. Except for the documents piled on the table, other places were basically like roughcast.

This may be a remembrance of the days in the mountains.

"You, be good to yourself, take a break when you need to, work eight hours a day, and go fishing, play chess, and see the beautiful mountains and rivers in the rest of the time."

Wan Hongjiang smiled, "I can't stay idle! I'm used to it."

Ye Qing didn't care about him. After all, he was such a person before, very serious and stubborn. Then, Ye Qing stood up and looked at a photo on the table, which was a little yellowed.

The person on it was none other than Ye Qing, but at that time, Ye Qing's handsome face had just begun to change, so his appearance at that time was completely incomparable to now, but it was more murderous.

"This is a photo from a few years ago. You still have it."

"You still put my photo in your office."

Wan Hongjiang fell into memories, with a look of longing on his face, "Instructor, if it weren't for your careful cultivation, I might have died in the war long ago, and I wouldn't have all these honors today. You taught me all my skills."

"If I don't put your photo here, whose else can I put?"

"I often think back to those glorious years, as if it was still yesterday..." Wan Hongjiang sighed.

Ye Qing took the tea handed to him by Wan Hongjiang, took a sip, and looked at his legs, "What's the matter?"

Wan Hongjiang knew that Ye Qing would definitely ask.

So he didn't hide it and said truthfully: "When I went to the Golden Triangle to perform a mission, I took a team deep behind enemy lines. After a fierce struggle, I was lucky to fulfill my mission, but I suffered heavy losses. Lao Wang and the others... I was lucky and saved my life, but my leg was useless."

As he said, Wan Hongjiang patted his legs, hating himself for not being able to save his teammates.

As for Lao Wang and the others, Wan Hongjiang stopped talking halfway through his speech, and the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing Wan Hongjiang's red eyes, Ye Qing said, "Don't cry like a woman in front of me. If you want to cry,Go out and cry."

"I said, crying is the most useless thing."

Ye Qing's momentum changed, and his originally calm eyes were filled with a trace of impatience, or rather, hostility, as if he had become the strict instructor on the battlefield that year.

Wan Hongjiang wiped away his tears, "Yes!"

Ye Qing thought about it, and the body strengthener happened to be useful for his hidden disease.

Then he took out the potion and threw it to Wan Hongjiang.

"My soldier, limping and embarrassing, drink this."

Ye Qing drank a sip of tea and stood up and said.