C30 Decline

"Come in."

"Eh? Old Yang still hasn't returned? Why are you looking for me so late in the evening?"

An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit was writing something on the table.

The old man's face was ruddy, and his silver hair was combed meticulously. It was obvious that he had always paid great attention to the maintenance of his health and appearance.

This old man was the current principal of Zhicai High School, Zhang Changjiang.

Zhang Changjiang glanced up at Yang Daoshen, then lowered his head to continue writing.

Yang Daoshen took the stack of papers and presented it directly to Zhang Changjiang.

"Principal, I, Old Yang, have been in the Zhicai for so many years, yet I've never come to beg you for help. This time, I'm really giving my all to ask the Principal for a favor."

"Oh? To be able to get the help of our Teacher Yang, I wonder who that person is? "

"No one asked me for help. I'm doing this simply because of my love for talented individuals."

Passing the stack of papers to Zhang Changjiang, Yang Daoshen smiled and said, "Principal, take a look at these documents. All these complex functions were written by a student of my class named Ye Hong."

"Although he is only sixteen this year, he nevertheless possesses amazing talent and potential for a great future.

"That's why I specially came to look for you, Principal, to ask you to reserve a recommendation to Jiangnan University for Ye Hong!"

Zhang Changjiang frowned and stopped writing. He picked up his reading glasses and looked carefully through Ye Hong's answer.

After a long while, Zhang Changjiang put down the stack of paper and sighed: "Old Yang, it's not like you don't know, the recommendations to Jiangnan University are extremely precious. There's only two available for our students every year!"

"Principal, of course, I know that. That's why I came to find you in advance to ask for this favor while Ye Hong is still a first-year student."

Zhang Changjiang tapped his fingers on the table and said with a heavy heart, "But this Ye Hong has only displayed extraordinary talent in math... To attend Jiangnan University, one must possess talents of varying fields that can be developed on all fronts."

"With such talent, he would be able to do well in other subjects as well!"

"You said it yourself, Ye Hong is only a first-year student. Why don't you... keep observing his actions over the next few years?"

Yang Daoshen immediately said in an anxious tone, "But Principal..."

"Alright, Old Yang, we should hurry on home to have dinner. I'll be leaving soon as well."

Seeing how determined Zhang Changjiang was, Yang Daoshen could only sigh and leave the Principal's office in defeat.

*Ding, ling, ling~*

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang as Zhang Changjiang picked it up and answered instantly.

"Board Member Ouyang! Hello, good evening..."

"What? A recommendation to Jiangnan University?"

"No problem, no problem! I'll definitely reserve it for you, don't worry!"

Yang Daoshen, who was still standing outside, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I was planning to go out with a bang before retiring, but it seems like luck in not on your side this time, Ye Hong..."

At this time, Ye Hong did not know that he had missed a direct ride to the most famous school in Jiangnan Province — the recommendation to Jiangnan University.

Instead, he was dumbstruck as he looked at the long queue outside the Midnight Snack bar.

Clearly, almost all his neighbors had lined up outside the entrance.

As for Ye Xiao and Ann Xiaoying, they had no choice but to explain to each person that their Supreme Beef Noodles are only served on the weekends.

However, this kind of explanation obviously lacked any sort of power and persuasion.

Beef Guo shouted, "Brother Ye Xiao, Sister Xiao Ying, why can't the two of you be more considerate? If you have something good, why do you see the need to hide it? Let everyone have a taste of the dish together!"

"Yes, exactly!"

"We've all heard the news that you managed to tame Big Birother Biao with a single bowl of your restaurant's beef noodles!"

"Is it really that magical?"​

Ye Xiao and Ann Xiaoying could only force out a bitter smile.

Ye Hong did not know whether to laugh or cry after grasping the whole story.

Under the propaganda of Kang Debiao and his group of brothers, the reputation of the Supreme Beef Noodles in Midnight Snack had spread like wildfire throughout the entire county overnight.

The first group of people who came to try the dish was naturally the neighbors on the same street.

Ye Hong walked in front of the crowd as he began thinking of a solution to this rather irritating matter.