Jiang Suinsui subconsciously wanted to throw herself into Song Weizheng's arms, but then she thought of the busy university campus and her roommates behind her, so she braked the car in time.

She put her hands behind her back and looked at Song Weizheng with a smile, saying, "Are you waiting for me?"

Song Weizheng raised the thing in his hand and gestured to her. Jiang Suishun's eyes widened immediately and asked, "Lunch box?"

Song Wei Zheng raised his lips slightly: "I just went to the Chinese Department and heard that you were having a welcome party, so I ordered a meal for you."

Jiang Suishun took the lunch box and held it in her hands. Hmm, it was still warm! Suddenly she could eat hot meals again. She was so happy that tears welled up in her eyes.

The two of them found a stone bench in the corner of the campus and sat down. Jiang Suinsui opened the lunch box, and the shiny and tempting roasted potatoes and meat were piled on the top, and underneath was white rice soaked in vegetable juice. The aroma was so fragrant that she immediately started to salivate.

Song Wei Zheng watched her eat happily and asked with a smile: "What did you do at the welcome party? It took so long to end."

Speaking of this, Jiang Suishun suddenly sighed, and the rice in his mouth almost lost its fragrance: "You can't imagine what I've been through..."

She told Song Wei Zheng about the discussion of the performance program for the freshman convention, and concluded: "I originally just wanted to be a spectator, but who knew that I would become the protagonist in the end."

She threatened fiercely: "When you watch my performance, you are not allowed to laugh. If I see you laughing, I will never forgive you!"

Song Wei Zheng couldn't help laughing: "When are you guys rehearsing? I'll go and see. Otherwise, I'll have to wait until the official performance. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

"You have to hold it in!" Jiang Sui Sui said shyly, "I can't let you watch my rehearsal. I have to wait until I can practice to a level where I can perform on stage."

Song Weizheng put his fist to his lips and said with a smile: "Well, then I'll wait for you to give me a surprise."

Jiang Suisui said depressedly, "Didn't your mathematics department mention the freshman convention? Every department has to put on a show."

Song Weizheng nodded and said, "I told you, it should be a chorus."

"Nothing new..." Jiang Suishun was immediately disappointed after hearing this. She sighed, "Everyone in the chorus is standing together, and I can't tell who is singing. How can this reflect the excellence of our Comrade Xiao Song?"

Then she asked curiously, "Can you sing? Sing a song for me first. I've never heard you sing before!"

Song Weizheng reached out and lifted her lunch box, saying, "If you don't eat now, the food will get cold."

Jiang Sui Sui: "...Don't think I can't see that you are trying to change the subject."

Song Wei Zheng lowered his head and smiled, saying, "Well... just like you don't want me to see you rehearsing, I don't want you to hear me singing. My singing level is probably like this."

"Pfft..." Jiang Suishun couldn't help but laugh, "It turns out there are things in this world that Comrade Xiao Song is not good at?"

Song Wei Zheng felt a little embarrassed for a rare occasion, and could only lower his head and look at her tenderly with a happy smile.

Jiang Suishun patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "It's okay. We are at the same level. Let's improve together. You are better than me. You can't even be heard in the chorus. I will be publicly executed."

Song Weizheng said gently: "It's not as exaggerated as you said. I think you are very suitable. There must be no problem."

In his eyes, Jiang Suinshun can be happy or angry, clever and lively, and can do everything well.

Jiang Suishun thought he was comforting her, but she was still very happy to hear it: "Thanks to your good words, I won't ask to bring honor to the Chinese Department. Not losing face is a victory!"

·

There is only about half a month left until the freshman convention at the end of the month, so everything has to be done as quickly as possible.

The script was ready the next day. It was said that Qi Jianxin and several classmates stayed up all night to write it. As soon as the script was finished, he began to gather students during the break after class to familiarize themselves with the plot and start rehearsals as soon as possible.

Everyone was in high spirits. Zhao Qianyun, who loved beauty, didn't even bother to put on lotion every morning after getting up. She would just brush her teeth and wash her face and then start studying the script.

Jiang Suisui watched other classmates actively and devotedly approach the program, and suddenly felt that the script in his hand was a little heavy.

She deeply felt that young people of this era were optimistic and vigorous in everything. Everyone cherished the hard-won opportunities, and the whole campus was filled with a youthful and positive atmosphere, which also deeply infected Jiang Suisui.

Even Zhao Qianyun, whom she thought would be very coquettish at first, although she had some bumps in the road, tried her best to adapt to dormitory life and even asked others for advice on how to wash clothes.

During a night chat in the dormitory, everyone learned that Zhao Qianyun was born and raised abroad, and only returned to China with her family when she was almost ten years old.

Jiang Suisui asked curiously, "You grew up abroad, so your English should be very good, right? Why didn't you study foreign languages?"

"I knew someone would ask this." Zhao Qianyun's voice was full of pride as she explained, "Although I was born abroad, my grandparents, parents, and grandparents have always told me that my motherland is China and my mother tongue is Chinese. Chinese is the most beautiful language in the world. It has the most profound history and the richest heritage. Even if you study it for a hundred years, you will never be able to fully explore its beauty."

Zhao Qianyun: "So, even though foreign languages ​​were everywhere when I was little, I have always been very interested in Chinese. My grandparents also taught me personally at home. They said that the descendants of their family must not forget their roots."

Everyone was deeply moved by what he said. Jiang Sui Sui was also touched. Perhaps in the distant future, when technology is advanced and the world is connected, language will gradually become just a tool, and many cultures will slowly be lost. It would be great if the pride that young people have in their culture could be imprinted in the hearts of future generations for a long time.

Jiang Suishun was moved by this atmosphere and decided to calm down and take this drama seriously.

Because of the tight schedule, everyone even used their rest time after dinner and before going to bed to rehearse.

Jiang Suishun also gradually went from feeling embarrassed at the thought of performing to slowly getting into the role along with others, and suddenly she figured out some fun in it.

Although the script was not perfect and the students' acting skills were extremely immature, their fully committed performances actually moved Jiang Suishun herself. She began to look forward to the day of the freshman convention.

·

The closer it got to the time, the later the rehearsal would start. By the time Jiang Suisui and Zhao Qianyun finished rehearsal, it was already dark.

Most of the other supporting actors with smaller roles had finished rehearsing and returned to their dormitories. Only a few main characters and the energetic screenwriter and director Qi Jianxin were still rehearsing over and over again.

"Let's stop here today. Thank you for your hard work." Qi Jianxin looked at everyone, clapped his hands and said, "The day after tomorrow is the freshman meeting. Let's rehearse one last time tomorrow and strive for a satisfactory result!"

Wei Zhenhua patted him on the shoulder and said, "Jianxin, I see that you have your own ideas about script creation and control. Are you interested in joining the literature club?"

Qi Jianxin was delighted when he heard the news: "Of course, it's my honor!"

"Brother Wei! I want to join, too!" Li Chunjiao, who had already finished her role but still refused to leave, suddenly interrupted, "Can I join?"

Wei Zhenhua smiled gently and said, "After the opening of the college entrance examination, our Chinese Department has attracted many outstanding talents from all over the country. This year, the Literature Society will definitely recruit new members. Student Li, just remember to sign up when the time comes."

Li Chunjiao was a little disappointed after hearing this, but she still smiled and said in a sweet voice: "Okay, Senior Brother Wei, I will definitely go."

Wei Zhenhua turned around and said to Jiang Suisui and the others, "The Literature Society will start recruiting new members next month. Students who are interested should remember to sign up. I'll be waiting for you at the Literature Society."

Zhao Qianyun responded positively: "Okay!"

Jiang Suinshun had just finished rehearsal and was feeling tired and hungry. She didn't even hear what Wei Zhenhua was saying and nodded subconsciously.

After the show, Jiang Suinsui followed the others and slowly walked out. Suddenly, a voice rang out beside her: "Student Jiang."

"Hmm?" Jiang Suishun responded and turned around, and found that Wei Zhenhua had walked up to her without her knowing when. "Brother Wei! What's the matter?"

Wei Zhenhua smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just saw that you seemed dazed, are you tired from the hard rehearsal?"

Jiang Suisui quickly shook her head: "No, no, everyone is working very hard. I just like to relax and daydream when I have nothing to do. It's nothing."

Wei Zhenhua nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Student Jiang, are you interested in joining the literature club?"

"Ah?" Jiang Suishun was confused and didn't know how to respond. Did she receive a direct pass from the Literature Club? No registration, no interview, direct promotion?

but……

Jiang Suisui smiled sheepishly and said, "Brother Wei, the literature club is great, but I just enrolled and I feel like my level is still far behind. I think I still need to study hard for a while."

Wei Zhenhua: "Student Jiang, don't underestimate yourself. During our rehearsal, I felt that you are a very serious girl. You are very devoted to the role, as if you can empathize with it. Such delicacy and sensibility are exactly the qualities needed in literature."

Jiang Suunshun got goosebumps after hearing this series of compliments. In addition, Li Chunjiao, who was walking in front of her, kept looking back at her and Wei Zhenhua, looking at them eagerly. Jiang Suunshun felt very stressed.

She could only politely but firmly refuse, "Brother Wei, I don't really understand the role that well. I was just moved by the atmosphere. I think everyone's level is higher than mine, and they are more qualified to join the literature club!"

Having said that, Wei Zhenhua could only say helplessly: "Okay, but classmate Jiang, I still hope you can come and try the Literature Society's recruitment. I believe you will be interested."