Chapter 368: Meeting Again

The school's plan to establish a Student Committee was known to Yang Kaiming, and he was even one of the judges.

When he told his daughter, Yang Yin said happily, "Wow, my dad is so impressive, he can be a judge; I definitely want to watch."

Yang Kaiming affectionately patted his daughter's head; he has four children, and this little daughter is the most charming and the closest to him.

"Don't come then; didn't your mother just hire an English teacher for you? Study English at home; you're excellent in all other subjects, only English is terribly weak."

Yang Yin didn't want to study: "English doesn't count toward the college entrance exam, and I've already finished the exam; I have no need to learn English."

Yang Kaiming thought otherwise: "There's never any harm in learning another language; the country is about to import a lot of foreign technology, so mastering English is essential."

"Also, after you finish four years here, Dad plans to send you abroad for further study, so you must be obedient."

Knowing her father meant well, Yang Yin said: "Got it, Dad. Missing a day won't matter; I'm going to Qingbei University in March next year anyway, so I'll treat this as early participation in school activities."

"It's a good chance to see who could become president; later, if any problems arise, we can go to the Student Committee. Please, Dad, let me stay for a day, okay, Dad…"

Yang Yin swung her father's arm coquettishly; her soft voice attracted passing students heading to eat.

Having been thoroughly tangled by his daughter, Yang Kaiming could only agree: "You, about to go to university, still act like a child; aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Yang Yin looked up and giggled: "Hehe, I'm not scared; it's perfectly normal to dote on Dad."

Yang Kaiming, a bit helpless, said: "Fine, fine, come if you want. Actually, you already met a candidate just now."

"I saw? Who?"

"Oh, the classmate who just pulled me and insisted on treating me to breakfast."

Yang Yin recalled quickly: "Oh, it's him. He's actually pretty nice."

Yang Kaiming affirmed: "Yes, Lu Cheng is indeed a good person; he often helps classmates whose families are in trouble."

That aspect makes Yang Kaiming like the young man a lot.

Yang Yin nodded in agreement: "Then his family background must be great; surely someone in his family holds a high office."

Otherwise, how could he be so wealthy and help other classmates?

Yang Kaiming shook his head slightly: "Lu Cheng is a native of Capital City; his parents are said to be ordinary workers. The reason he's rich is that he's holding a job."

"A job?" Yang Yin was confused; how could a university student also be employed?

Yang Kaiming explained offhand: "He's a Borrowed Student, recommended by his unit for special training, currently working for the Railway Bureau as Train Police; apparently he was promoted to sergeant this year."

Yang Yin opened her mouth wide, surprised: "Wow, he's that impressive!"

Yang Kaiming said while walking: "That's nothing; Lu Cheng is different from other students. Last year he led a project, guiding classmates to participate, providing Qingbei University with valuable practical experience…"

Yang Yin felt increasingly shocked; she hadn't expected such an impressive figure hidden within the school.

"Dad, since he's so capable and friendly to classmates, I think he's perfect for president; isn't the Student Committee's purpose to serve students?"

Yang Kaiming nodded: "Serving students is correct; Lu Cheng does that well, but he's a sophomore, and the school prefers to choose a junior for…"

"But next year's selection, Lu Cheng still has a good chance; this cohort might be too tough."

Yang Yin pursed her lips, stayed silent, spread her arms, and hopped through the sun‑dappled shadows.

"Yin Yin, Dad still has a junior‑year class today; you can play at school for a while, then head home quickly."

Yang Yin stopped, nodded: "Okay, I understand, Dad. Bye, Dad."

After her father left, Yang Yin looked around the campus, then marched in step toward the freshman classrooms.

In a few months she'll be studying here; this visit with her father is just to get familiar with the campus early.

"Qingbei University, huh? Oh, I've finally arrived…"

Following the tree‑lined path, Yang Yin hopped along; everything in the school felt fresh to her.

Her playful demeanor made many passing classmates turn their heads; they've seen lively girls before, but never this lively.

Judging by age, she must be a high‑school student.

Unbothered by stares, Yang Yin hopped to a big tree, one hand behind her back, the other pointing at the trunk, with a very serious little expression.

"Miss Me has arrived; do you welcome me? If you do, salute me! If not… hmph, I'll chop you down, strip your bark, freeze you to death! Answer quickly!"

At that moment a wind rose, shaking the branches, blowing them to one side, truly like a salute.

"You're smart!"

Yang Yin was pleased, instantly straightened her posture; her modest bust showed through the tight sweater, and she promptly saluted the tree as well.

Thus, she swung her arms along the way, saluting every tree.

Soon, she arrived at the freshman area…

It's still not class time; small groups of students drift from the Cafeteria, chatting and laughing as they stroll to the classrooms.

Obviously, everyone looks far more relaxed than high‑schoolers.

Yang Yin seemed infected by the relaxed atmosphere, spread her arms, inhaled a deep breath of crisp air, and dreamed of the upcoming university life.

Following the low hallway, she looked into each classroom, imagining which one she'd be assigned to and which row she'd sit in.

A male student, noticing the youthful Yang Yin, couldn't help to ask.

"Classmate, who are you looking for?"

Yang Yin crossed her hands behind her, eyes crescent‑shaped, shook her head at the student, her high ponytail swaying.

After finishing the first floor, she again took the stairs up to the second floor.

When she went up, just past a corner, she suddenly saw three familiar figures in the corridor.

She wondered, "Dad said those three classmates were juniors; why are they in the freshman area?"

Also, they were holding red paper, grabbing a classmate as if promoting something?