"Did I hear that right? Trimp, what's he doing at our welcome party?!"

"California doesn't seem to be one of his traditional strongholds, does it?"

"Not necessarily. Many tech leaders in Silicon Valley are now turning their support to this former president..."

"It's said that several senior members of the school board have also begun to change their attitude and support him!"...

Upon learning that prominent American politician Trump would be attending the party.

The archaeology students, who had already changed into their performance costumes and were waiting to go on stage, were in an uproar.

However, in comparison.

Other international students were much calmer and didn't find it strange at all.

Wang Yueheng was only slightly surprised by this before calming down.

"interesting…"

Thinking about the songs he was going to sing on stage later, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

I wonder how this former president of the United States would react if he heard himself singing a patriotic song…

"Waaah~"

Soon, a line of vehicles belonging to the Secret Service, their lights flashing, drove into the campus.

As the door of an armored car opened.

A blond, slightly overweight politician named Trump stepped out of the car, wearing a suit and a red tie.

"Thanks!"

"I love you all!"

Amidst screams and whistles from some students, the white politician smiled and waved to the students around him.

Wang Yueheng occasionally sees this politician on television, but doesn't feel much about it.

But at this moment, the pot-bellied, 1.9-meter-tall Trimp stood among the students and appeared significantly more imposing than he did on television.

Then, dressed in a suit, Trimp, escorted by bodyguards, entered the auditorium theater with leaders from California Institute of Technology.

"Hey, where's that guy Wang Yueheng? I'd like to meet him."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the theater lobby, Trimp suddenly spoke to the school leaders beside him.

...

The welcome party starts in half an hour.

Wang Yueheng and the members of the Little Red Flower Band were having their final rehearsal backstage.

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the direction of the stands.

Immediately afterwards, former US President Trump appeared before them.

"Oh my God!"

"Mr. Trimp!"

"How did he end up here?!"

The other performers, who were also busy preparing to go on stage, all stood up and gasped in surprise when they saw the former president arrive.

However, to everyone's surprise,

Surrounded by heavily armed bodyguards, Trimp walked straight towards Wang Yueheng in the crowd with a smile on his face.

Hey, I know you!

"A song sang away more than 20,000 artifacts from the British Museum."

Then, Trimp, standing in front of Wang Yueheng, said with a teasing smile.

At the same time, he took the initiative to extend his right hand to Wang Yueheng.

"Click"

"Click"

The reporters and cameramen following them quickly raised their lenses, aimed at the two, and started snapping photos like crazy.

"Thanks."

"We should thank the British government for this."

Upon hearing the other party's veiled remark, Wang Yueheng responded with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant.

Just as the two clasped hands.

Wang Yueheng clearly felt a force suddenly pulling him toward the other person.

He suddenly remembered.

Previously, in the news, this politician was often seen to habitually pull other national leaders toward him forcefully when shaking hands, in order to demonstrate his power.

In addition, his height of 1.9 meters gives foreign leaders an extra sense of pressure.

This gave them the upper hand in subsequent conversations and meetings.

Elmano and other members of the school board stood to the side, their faces beaming with smiles, seemingly waiting to see some kind of good show.

Even the white Secret Service bodyguards who were protecting Trimp had a mocking look on their faces.