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Chapter 94 Senior Qi's Call

Liang Jianjun listened quietly and remained silent for a long time. The only sound in the office was the gentle breeze rustling through the leaves outside the window.

He has been teaching for decades and has seen countless students fall into self-isolation due to heartbreak or family changes, but this is the first time he has heard of such a clear-headed and tragic choice.

He knew Han Tao's character well; he was by no means aloof or cold. On the contrary, he was a man of great righteousness, who had been doing good deeds, helping students in public welfare for many years, and donating to disaster relief.

Now he offers free public welfare courses and actively builds school-enterprise platforms, always thinking about giving back to society. However, his past traumas have built a thick wall around his heart.

"Okay, I understand your concerns."

Liang Jianjun spoke slowly, his tone full of pity. He stopped trying to persuade him to change his mind and gently comforted him, "From now on, your teacher will not force you to change your decision. After all, you have your own ideas, and everyone has the right to choose their own way of life."

Just remember, it's not wrong to be wary of people's hearts, but there's no need to completely isolate yourself from them.

Even if you don't get married, you don't have to bear all your worries alone.

Many young people nowadays are against marriage. I'll ask your teacher's wife to pay attention to the people around her and see if there's anyone suitable, or someone capable of protecting herself and you.

Seeing that Han Tao was about to say something, he raised his hand to stop him and continued, "Remember, your master's wife and I will always be your family, as will your senior brothers and sisters."

And with so many colleagues and students at school who appreciate you, you'll make new friends too. Don't always force yourself to shoulder everything alone.

"Thank you for your understanding, teacher." Han Tao bowed slightly, a hint of warmth appearing in his eyes.

While everyone else only valued his career and resources, only this teacher saw through the fear and scars hidden beneath his hard exterior.

"The school-enterprise cooperation project of Jingyan will be reviewed urgently by the president's office this afternoon, and there will be basically no obstacles."

Liang Jianjun changed the subject, shifting the atmosphere from the somber past back to the present work, saying, "The school has entrusted you with the overall coordination of the community library and the youth employment service station."

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Also, please be mindful of the scale and scope of your self-defense public lecture next week. Representatives from the Armed Forces Department and the Public Security and Stability Maintenance Department will be attending and exchanging ideas, and the security department will cooperate to maintain order at the event.

"In addition, the video of your public lecture on the history of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea has been edited and submitted to the Municipal Education Bureau by the Publicity Department of the Party Committee.

If selected as a model courseware for national defense education in universities across the city, teachers from all universities in the city will be organized to observe and learn from it.

Your teaching approach, which combines history, legal principles, and current realities, is also being considered by the school as a required lesson plan for all military theory courses. Be prepared for that.

"Understood." Han Tao nodded. "I will be careful about the level of the courses and will not include any overly radical content."

Comrades from the Armed Forces Department and those responsible for maintaining stability are welcome to attend and provide guidance if they are interested.

Liang Jianjun smiled with satisfaction, looking at his transformed appearance, and sincerely exclaimed, "You kid, you didn't disappoint me, nor did you disappoint your teachers, Gao and Wu."

Many young people, once they gain power, become obsessed with fame and fortune and chase after online traffic, but you still remain steadfast at your post. This kind of composure is truly rare.

After discussing work, the two talked about personal matters for over an hour before the conversation drew to a close.

As Han Tao got up to take his leave, Liang Jianjun hesitated for a moment, then called him back, took out a stack of documents from his desk drawer and handed them to him: "These are some records left over from your parents' accident. I asked an old friend to retrieve them and make copies for me when I went to Handong and Kyoto this time."

If you want to look through it, then take it back and keep it safe. If you don't want to look at it anymore, then just dispose of it; it's entirely up to you.

Han Tao accepted the documents with both hands, carefully put them away, and said softly, "Thank you, teacher. You've gone to so much trouble."

"Alright, there's no need for thanks between us, teacher and student." Liang Jianjun patted his shoulder, his eyes gentle. "Life is long, there's no need to be on guard all the time. Occasionally, you should allow yourself to unload your burdens and take a good breath."

No matter what choices you make in the future, your teacher will always be your support. And no matter how public opinion develops, I will always be thinking of you.

Han Tao nodded, carrying the documents and the school-enterprise cooperation plan, and walked out of the vice principal's office. The midday sun shone brightly and dazzlingly on the glass windows of the corridor.

He slowly walked down the steps of the administration building when a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind:

Ding! The host has completed the phased task: to build a long-term channel for university-enterprise cooperation and broaden the dual tracks of youth employment and cultural co-construction.

Reward distribution: One body strengthening medicine and a cash reward of five million (compliant overseas repatriation funds will be automatically transferred to the trust account under your name).

The system detects that the host has a deep and open conversation with key figure Liang Jianjun, revealing their inner obsessions, completing self-emotional release, and greatly improving their mental resilience, unlocking a passive buff: "Public Opinion Immunity" (any malicious smears, out-of-context online comments, etc., targeting the host will automatically have their spread reduced).

Han Tao paused slightly, glanced at the text on the system panel, took a deep breath, put away the file, and continued walking towards his office.

The midday sun filtered through the sycamore leaves, casting dappled shadows. He murmured to himself, "Now that I've taken over your life, I'll investigate our parents' affairs thoroughly."

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. It was a message from my teacher's wife: "Xiao Tao, come home for dinner this weekend. I'll make your favorite braised pork bones with sauerkraut, pork belly, and blood sausage."

Don't say you're too busy. Your sister Yun will be back for dinner; she's called and mentioned you several times already.

Han Tao stared at the screen, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips. He immediately replied, "Okay, Mrs. Han, I'll definitely be there this weekend."

Liang Shiyun, the youngest daughter of Liang Jianjun and his teacher's wife, is three years older than him and has always been the "perfect child" in the eyes of others.

She holds a Master of Laws degree from Renmin University and currently works at the Supreme People's Procuratorate. She has a straightforward and decisive personality, but she always likes to make fun of herself.

Han Tao took a deep breath, pulled his thoughts back to reality, and pushed open the office door.

On the table were piles of national defense education papers submitted by students. He sat down and took out a pen.

I picked up a pen and wrote down a few suggestions for revision in the remarks column. Then I pulled up the course outline saved on my computer and prepared to optimize the lesson plan for the self-defense class again.

Suddenly my phone vibrated again. This time it was a voice message from my senior colleague, Director Wang: "Don't rush off after your afternoon classes. I've already chosen a teaching assistant to help you. I'll come find you before I leave work."

After typing "Waiting for Senior Brother's Arrival," Han Tao put down his phone, his gaze unconsciously falling on the file folder on the table, which contained the filing documents for his parents' accident.

Just then, his phone rang again, and the caller ID showed the words "Senior Qi," which surprised him for a moment.