The following day marked the final round of the Mecha Design Competition.
The finals began at nine in the morning. Ji Sisi and friends got up early, ate breakfast, tidied up, and left ahead of time, anticipating traffic delays.
As the group was walking out of the neighborhood, a voice called out from behind them,
"Nian Shutong?"
An uncertain voice prompted Nian Shutong to turn around and, with a smile, greet the man, "Professor Zhou, good morning."
"Ah, it really is you. I wasn't sure," Professor Zhou replied politely, catching up to walk with Nian Shutong and the others.
"I've been meaning to contact you. The new student training ends in three days."
"I know, I'm here with my family for the Mecha Design Competition. Once it's all over, I'll contact you."
Nian Shutong's honest response served as a reassuring promise to Professor Zhou.
"Alright, then I'll wait for your message. I need to go, you're busy."
Professor Zhou quickened his pace and left ahead of them.
