After finishing the meal, Yue Qingqing wasn't in a hurry at all and continued to wander around several teaching buildings with everyone.
The teaching buildings of Minghua University were masterpieces designed and completed by the faculty and students of related departments in the early days, combined with their graduation designs.
Several teaching buildings stood opposite each other yet formed a seamless whole, blending together grandly with a mix of Eastern and Western styles.
The brick-red facade, weathered by wind and rain, remained undamaged in its original grandeur, adding a touch of historical significance and weight.
As they toured around, they imagined the deeds of the outstanding alumni and seniors of the past, feeling quite stirred and excited.
Unknowingly, the sun began to set, and Pan Muling was startled when she looked at her watch.
"It's almost four o'clock, Qingqing, you haven't reported in yet."
