Although Zhou Wang's status today was as a "guest," having a former teacher help him open the car door still seemed a bit excessive.
"Hello, Teacher Ni, I am Zhou Wang."
Zhou Wang smiled and proactively extended his hand to Ni Hong.
Ni Hong was momentarily stunned. Although she had already seen Zhou Wang's photo and, out of curiosity, had watched his performance on Wuyou Night, seeing him in person, Ni Hong could only say one thing... Zhou Wang looked younger and more dignified in person than in the video.
His smooth, slightly cool, and sweat-free palm joined with Ni Hong's, who squeezed it firmly and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, I am Ni Hong from the school's Youth League Committee. Welcome back to your alma mater."
"I'm sorry for being late due to traffic on the way. The schedule for the event has all been planned, right? I hope I didn't cause you any trouble..."
Zhou Wang sincerely apologized.
