The sound of air guns suddenly rang out, and the Xiushui Cultural Festival officially began.

In the square in the center of the campus, the principal of Xiushui High School was giving a speech on a high platform. After the half-hour speech, the school's performance program was about to begin.

Ding Kemeng and her group's program was scheduled for third place.

Backstage, Ding Kemeng was getting ready to change into the dress she had picked up from the store last time. For the sake of convenience, most of the performers handed their dresses over to the school for safekeeping after receiving them, and Ding Kemeng was no exception. So now she needed to go to the girls' dressing room to change.

In the dressing room, there were several girls who were volunteers, responsible for looking after the clothes and helping the performers with their makeup. Tang Meng happened to be in there too.

A girl in the student council who works in logistics is usually in charge of looking after clothes, but the teacher just asked her to check the lighting, so she's a bit busy now.

Amidst the busyness, seeing Tang Meng with empty hands, the girl immediately became happy, "Tang Meng, come here for a moment!"

Tang Meng was already angry that she had been assigned to do odd jobs by the teacher. Hearing someone call her made her even more irritable, but she still smiled on the surface.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

The girl pointed to the row of dresses on the clothes rack behind her and said, "These dresses are all for the girls who will be participating in the event. I was supposed to be watching them, but the teacher called me and I can't leave. So could you help me take a look?"

Tang Meng looked at the row of clothes and inadvertently saw the name tag on one of the dresses: Ding Kemeng.

Tang Meng, who was about to refuse, suddenly brightened up and smiled, saying, "Okay, I'm fine anyway, I'll keep an eye on things for you. You go find the teacher, it's okay!"