Chen Manshan looked at Principal Ye holding the bag easily, and her face turned slightly red.

This is really embarrassing.

Fortunately, no one here knows them.

"Principal, wait for me!"

Seeing Ye Rongyao walking away, Chen Manshan hurriedly chased after him.

"Principal, do you really want to replace the mobile phones of everyone in the school with such elderly phones?"

Chen Manshan asked curiously.

"right!"

Ye Rongyao said affirmatively.

This is something Ye Rongyao must do, no matter how much resistance it is, he must do it.

"But now everyone is used to using mobile phones. I guess many people are unwilling to use such elderly phones that cannot access the Internet."

Chen Manshan said.

"That includes you, right?"

Ye Rongyao turned his head and looked at Chen Manshan and said.

"that……"

Chen Manshan was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

I am used to using a smartphone and suddenly refuse to use it. This is really even more uncomfortable than killing Chen Manshan.

"No need for that, I have decided on this matter. Everyone has changed to this non-smartphone. In the school area, they must use non-smartphones."

Ye Rongyao said strongly.

"Taoyuan Primary School" is a private school, with only two shareholders, one is Ye Rongyao himself and the other is Liu Qingqing. This "Taoyuan Primary School" is Ye Rongyao's private property. His words are imperial edicts and there is no bargaining.

Ye Rongyao made a decision and all faculty and staff who were unwilling to accept changing their phones were fired.

"oh!"

Facing the strong principal, Chen Manshan didn't even dare to say a word.

I couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for myself.

How can I live without a smartphone in the future!

...

When he was about to reach the gate of the mall, Ye Rongyao was suddenly stunned.

"Principal, what's wrong?"

Chen Manshan, who followed Ye Rongyao, almost ran into it, but fortunately stopped in time.

"headmaster……"

Seeing that Ye Rongyao did not answer him, he looked straight ahead with his eyes and couldn't help but wave his hand in front of Ye Rongyao and shouted.

"Teacher Zhang?"

Ye Rongyao shouted to a middle-aged woman not far away.

"Mom, someone calls you."

Lin Fanzhen said to his mother.

"How do you know he called me, maybe someone else?"

Zhang Yinglan said with a smile, shaking her head.

"Of course I called you. You are the teacher and your surname is Zhang. And his eyes are still staring at you. I must be calling you."

Lin Fanzhen said with a smile.

"Look, he is coming here. This man is so burly!"

Seeing Ye Rongyao coming to him, Lin Fanzhen said to his mother.

"Is it the parent of any of my students?"

Zhang Yinglan was a little confused.

"Are you Teacher Zhang?"

Ye Rongyao asked at the middle-aged woman in front of him.

Because of the long time, Ye Rongyao has forgotten the name of Teacher Zhang and only remembers that she is called "Teacher Zhang".

"My surname is Zhang, and I am also a teacher. I don't know if I am the teacher Zhang you mentioned."

Zhang Yinglan looked at Ye Rongyao and said.

The main reason is that Zhang Yinglan has no impression of Ye Rongyao at all.

However, Zhang Yinglan has been a teacher for more than 20 years and taught countless students, but Zhang Yinglan really can't remember many students.

What's more, what I teach is elementary school music. The primary school student has grown up so big that he has changed a lot. Who can remember it?

"After a dozen years ago, you were the music teacher of Xiao Jiang San Primary School, right?"

Ye Rongyao stared at the middle-aged woman and asked.

Although the teacher Zhang in front of him has changed and is no longer as young and beautiful as Ye Rongyao thinks, Ye Rongyao can still recognize this beautiful teacher he used to be.

After all, this teacher Zhang left a deep mark on his heart when he was in elementary school.

"Yes, I am still working as a music teacher at Xiaojiang Third Primary School."

Zhang Yinglan nodded and said.

Is the burly man in front of me a student he once taught?

Zhang Yinglan was confused.

"Teacher Zhang, I am your student. You may not remember me anymore, but I still remember you. Although more than ten years have passed, you are still so beautiful."

Ye Rongyao said excitedly.

A few days ago, when I was listening to Duan Hanxiu's music class, I remembered my elementary school music teacher and was still thinking about when I would see this music teacher again.

I didn't expect that within a few days, I really met my former primary school music teacher.

"Are you old, why are you still beautiful?"

Zhang Yinglan was particularly happy when her former student said that she was as beautiful as she was when she was young, but time was not forgiving others. Zhang Yinglan knew that she could not accept her old age.

"No, in my heart, teacher, you are always so beautiful."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

Time is really a killer. Looking at Teacher Zhang, who already has obvious wrinkles on his face, Ye Rongyao felt a little moved.

Before we knew it, everyone gradually grew old.

The beauty of the past has also withered into daylily, but the memories that have been left in my heart remain unchanged.

"Haha, mom, it seems that this is your loyal fan!"

Lin Fanzhen said with a smile.

"Is that true, I don't know what your name is yet?"

Zhang Yinglan looked at Ye Rongyao and asked.

I really have taught too many students and I can't remember them clearly.

After all, I don’t teach the main course, but I teach elective courses. A class only has one music class a week. Zhang Yinglan really can’t name a few students for those who have taught me.

"Teacher Zhang, my name is Ye Rongyao."

Ye Rongyao said.

Ye Rongyao is not surprised that he, the teacher, cannot remember him at all.

When she was in elementary school, Ye Rongyao sat in the last row because of her height. When she was in music class, Teacher Zhang didn't name her. It would be strange if she could call her own name.

"Hello, this is your wife, she is so beautiful."

After Zhang Yinglan glanced at Chen Manshan, she said to Ye Rongyao.

This is not a compliment, Chen Manshan is indeed very beautiful.

"Teacher, you misunderstood. She is not my wife."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

"Teacher Zhang, our principal's wife is much more beautiful than me, she is like a fairy."

Chen Manshan said.

"Is that so? It seems that Honor is very blessed and has married such a beautiful wife."
To be continued...