Chapter 810: It was never her who forgot her roots, but them who forgot their roots!

"Hello, I am looking for An Yinan."

In the Dayuan, An Yinan had just finished her morning training tasks. She was the only one at home; Chen Xun had returned to Beijing and had new tasks, so he hadn't been home for over a week.

The children were still training. At first, they were suppressed by the three instructors, but then one night, Xiaobao blew up the courtyard. That massive boom, along with the sound of the courtyard being destroyed, finally made the three instructors take them seriously, and they never dared to underestimate them again.

Compared to Xiaobao's mischief, Dabao was much less trouble. He gritted his teeth and persisted through his daily training, never saying a word. Yet, when he was asked to speak, his logic was clear; this was clearly not an ordinary child.

In his room, Siweike saw an escape route map. The map was marked with special symbols. When he asked about them, he learned these were secret codes; the symbols for each path represented its possibilities and impossibilities.

This single map made Siweike's eyes light up when he looked at Dabao.

"I am An Yinan," she said softly.

"Hello, student An Yinan, I am Liu Jianguo from Beijing University."

In fact, she had already guessed it when she heard the voice. Liu Jianguo's voice was very distinctive, and current communication equipment had improved a lot, so the distortion was also much better.

"Teacher Liu, long time no see."

She sat down on the sofa to the side, her posture while holding the phone unconsciously relaxing, and her entire tone was very at ease.

On the other end, Liu Jianguo, whose mood had been tense, suddenly relaxed as well.

An Yinan stood too high now; she was not only an alumna of Beijing University but also a figure who frequently appeared in newspapers, whether it was the People's Daily or the Finance Newspaper.

She had become a height that Beijing University could no longer reach.

"I am calling you because the school wants to encourage the newly enrolled students, and we want you to attend the school's New Student Conference as an alumna. Can you come?"

Liu Jianguo asked with a chuckle, not caring about the prompting gazes of the people around him.

One after another, and they call themselves teachers of the people!

When An Yinan was at school, he didn't see them being such sycophants; why are they being such sycophants now?

"Teacher Liu, please wait a moment, let me check my schedule."

An Yinan looked at her notebook and then calculated the time, "Of course I can, it is my honor."

After she finished speaking, she gently curled the corners of her lips.

She had deep feelings for Beijing University; her current success could not be separated from the school's support.

As long as it wasn't something absolutely urgent, she would make time to attend. Being able to participate in the orientation and boost the morale of the freshmen was her honor.

"Good, good, good. This orientation will be in the auditorium. There are guides at the school gate. I might be a bit busy that day, so I won't be able to pick you up," Liu Jianguo said with a smile.

"No need to pick me up. I'm as familiar with it as returning to my own home, do I still need to be picked up?" An Yinan asked back.

Liu Jianguo sighed in his heart; some people, no matter what height they stand at, will never forget their roots.

In his teaching career, as long as he produced one An Yinan, that was the greatest success of his life.

"Alright, that's it, we'll talk when we meet," Liu Jianguo hung up the phone.

"Old Liu, how is it? Is student An coming?"

"Yes, we lost to Qingmu in recruitment this year. This New Student Conference is very important. Is student An coming?"

"You all stop talking, let Liu Jianguo speak." Professor Zhang took a sip of water. Since An Yinan graduated, he was the one who had the most contact with her. If others didn't know her temperament, didn't he know it himself?

"She's coming, she agreed," Liu Jianguo hurriedly said.

These teachers, why are they like aunties in a vegetable market, shouting and yelling? His ears still felt like they were ringing.

"That's great."

One teacher spoke up.

With An Yinan, with Zhang Cheng.

Wouldn't their Beijing University win this New Student Conference?

Professor Zhang shook his head, "Short-sighted."

He didn't explain further, just nodded at Liu Jianguo and left the office.

Professor Zhang was old and had made outstanding contributions to Huaxia. His grandson had already entered the Ministry of Foreign Economic Relations and Trade and was now someone they couldn't afford to provoke.

Liu Jianguo felt a bit bored and then walked out of the office as well.

"She hasn't changed," Professor Zhang hadn't walked far; seeing Liu Jianguo come out, he said softly.

Liu Jianguo nodded, "Yes, she hasn't changed. As long as we don't change, the relationship won't change."

"But many people have forgotten."

"It was never her who forgot her roots, but them who forgot their roots!"

Professor Zhang nodded in agreement. Fortunately, Liu Jianguo was someone who could understand, and An Yinan wouldn't be hurt.

Three days later, Xie Yuanyuan, Zhao Qiu Hua, and Li Xiue were waiting at the entrance of the Xiao Yuan.

"I'm here," An Yinan smiled. She was wearing a moon-white Cheongsam with a low slit at the knee, and a white jade hairpin on her head held up her waterfall-like hair, giving her an air of gentleness.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time. For the sake of you being so beautiful, we'll spare you," Zhao Qiu Hua said with a chuckle. Although she was heavily pregnant, sharp glints still flashed in her eyes from time to time.

This was the helmswoman of Nanyuan Xiuhua. An Yinan used to be the helmswoman, but she was too busy, and this busyness lasted for three years. Nanyuan Xiuhua had been under Zhao Qiu Hua's helm, developing rapidly and improving steadily.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Hua."

The four of them laughed together.

"We know you have a good relationship, but you have to consider our feelings too!" Just then, a woman's voice came over.

The four of them turned around and saw three people walking over from afar.

Liu Er Ya in white, Zhou Ruo Ran in light purple, and Zhang Jia in tender green.

"It's missing Yun Duo, though."

Speaking of Jiang Yunduo, An Yinan also felt a bit helpless. She didn't know when this simple girl had started to like Beibei.

After repeated pursuits and rejections, Yun Duo was heartbroken and went far away to Western countries, wanting to pursue advanced studies and perhaps forget everything here.

"She, sooner or later, will come back," Zhang Jia, who knew the whole story, said soothingly.

"Let's go."

In an instant, the seven of them, without any means of transport, just walked like that and stepped into the school gate of Beijing University.

"Senior Zhao Qiu Hua, you're here."

"Senior Li Xiue, you're about to give birth, right?"

"Wow, Senior Xie Yuanyuan, you are my idol; the Tutor talks about you every day, saying you have such a talent for eating."

Xie Yuanyuan's face suddenly turned red.

It's all over; she thought she had been wise her whole life, never expecting to be ruined right here!

Hearing this, the others couldn't help but hold back their laughter; if it came to eating, it had to be Xie Yuanyuan!

"Senior Zhou Ruo Ran, I really love the clothes you design; every time Nanyuan Xiuhua releases new products, I go to see them."

A young girl looked at Zhou Ruo Ran with a face full of admiration, her fan-girl attitude clearly revealed.

"Wow, wow, wow, who do I see? Quickly pinch me and let me wake up." A male student looked at Liu Er Ya with eyes as if he were seeing a goddess.

"Heavens, a senior who could survive four years under Professor Feng, a senior who works as a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the Military Region General Hospital, an idol!"

The junior students of the Traditional Chinese Medicine school all had looks of seeing an idol.

Once you enter the medical gate, it is as deep as the sea; from then on, leisure is a stranger!

Seeing those who had persisted, how could they not be excited?

"Hey, juniors, it's fine if you don't see me, but can't you see her?" Zhang Jia, who disliked the military so much, had joined the An Group after graduation.

However, she rarely walked around outside, so it was perfectly normal for the juniors not to recognize her.

"Who is this?"

"Is she very famous?"

"Never seen her before!"

"But since she's walking with so many seniors, she must be a very impressive person."

The juniors kept guessing, but not a single one spoke up.