Zhao Jiabao looked a little strange after hearing what Wei Zhenhua said: "Didn't that girl tell me about her family's situation?"

Wei Zhenhua shook his head and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

After saying this, he suddenly had an idea and realized, "You all have the same surname, Zhao? Could it be that... you are relatives?"

Zhao Jiabao snorted twice and said disdainfully: "How unlucky! That girl's grandparents are my grandparents."

Wei Zhenhua was a little surprised, but it seemed to be expected. Zhao Qianyun had a good family background, which could be seen from her usual dress and generous conversation. What was surprising was that Zhao Qianyun looked quite normal, but Zhao Jiabao was so careless. The family education of the Zhao family... was quite different.

Zhao Jiabao seemed to have a lot of complaints when he mentioned Zhao Qianyun: "This girl is so bad. When I first met her when she was little, she complained about me in front of my grandparents, saying that I bullied her. Later, every time she saw me, she didn't call me brother, but glared at me fiercely. I didn't expect that she also entered the Chinese department. It's really unlucky. I have to go back and ask if my grandparents sent someone to our department."

Wei Zhenhua said helplessly: "This time, all the new students have passed the national college entrance examination and are officially admitted, unlike our previous recommendation admission."

In fact, he wanted to say to Zhao Jiabao, weren't you also pushed in by your grandparents?

Zhao Jiabao was completely unaware of this and still said with disdain, "That girl could get into our school? I don't believe it! Let me tell you, she grew up abroad and spoke with a foreign accent when she just came back. How could she learn any Chinese? She must have cried in front of the elders again, so my grandfather used his connections to get her in."

Wei Zhenhua was speechless and didn't want to say anything more. Just then someone came to inform him that the meeting was about to start and asked him to get ready to go on stage.

Wei Zhenhua then hurriedly said hello to Zhao Jiabao and left the backstage.

"Hey, don't be impatient! You haven't told me the man's name yet!" Zhao Jiabao shouted at his back.

Then I looked in the corner and found that the group of freshman girls had also left. The backstage was half empty in an instant, and the students who were not in a hurry to perform on stage ran to the front to watch the show first.

"Hiss..." Zhao Jiabao had no choice but to turn around and leave. "Forget it, he is from the Chinese Department anyway. The monk can escape but the temple cannot."

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Before Jiang Suinsui went out, she happened to run into someone from the Mathematics Department who was walking in leisurely.

She immediately spotted Song Weizheng at the back of the crowd, and excitedly stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to wave at him.

Song Weizheng walked towards her through the crowd, pulled her to a corner, looked at her with burning eyes, and whispered, "Why are you wearing so little? Be careful not to freeze."

After saying that, he unbuttoned and took off his coat and put it on Jiang Suinsui.

The coat still carried Song Wei Zheng's warmth. Jiang Suunshun didn't feel cold at first, but as soon as she put on his clothes, she suddenly felt as if she was wrapped in the warm spring sunshine, and her whole body warmed up.

She smiled sweetly and said, "It's not cold now."

Jiang Suishun turned around in front of Song Weizheng and said, "Do I look good today?"

Song Wei Zheng looked at her cherry-red lips, then looked away and said in a low voice, "It looks good..."

"Perfunctory!" Jiang Suunshun was not very satisfied. "Everyone compliments me on my good looks. As the recipient, you should say something different."

Song Weizheng chuckled and whispered in her ear, "I'll wait for you outside when it's over. I'll tell you then."

Jiang Suisui looked at him with sparkling eyes and said shyly, "Okay."

"Oh right!" Jiang Suisui suddenly thought, "When are you going to go on stage? You're here so late, and you're not in a hurry... Aren't you going to be the finale?"

Song Weizheng: "No, the first show is us."

Jiang Suinsui nodded: "Oh..."

"Huh???" She suddenly realized and immediately became anxious, "The first one?! You guys are so calm! The host is speaking on the stage now, and it's your turn soon!"

Before Song Wei Zheng could say anything, she quickly took off her clothes and handed them to him: "Hurry up, put on your clothes and get on stage! Why didn't you tell me earlier and still keep wasting time with me!"

Song Wei Zheng held her hand and said with a smile: "You wear your clothes. Our dress code today is a white shirt and black pants. You don't need to wear a jacket."

Jiang Suisui looked carefully and saw that all the people in the Mathematics Department were wearing white shirts and black pants, looking quite neat.

She looked at Song Weizheng's clothes again and said with a smile, "Is this shirt the one I made for you?"

Before leaving for school, Jiang Suishun made two sets of clothes for herself and Song Weizhen, and they both happened to wear them today.

Song Weizheng nodded and said with a smile: "Well, thank you to my capable partner for making clothes for me."

Jiang Suunsun nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! Comrade Xiao Song looks even more handsome and upright in the shirt I made with my love."

Song Weizheng couldn't help but rub her head and said lovingly, "It's all thanks to you."

Jiang Suisui shook her head and muttered, "No, no, no, don't mess up my hairstyle. I still have to go on stage."

At this time, Wei Zhenhua's steady voice came from the front stage: "Next, let us welcome the freshmen of the Department of Mathematics and bring you the first program of the day..."

Jiang Suishun suddenly panicked again. She quickly pushed Song Weizheng and said anxiously, "Hurry, hurry, it's your turn!"

Song Weizheng held her hand and whispered, "I'll come back to see you later."

Jiang Suisui patted him and said shyly, "You are not allowed to come! I also have to go to the front to watch the show, and I will come back when I go on stage. You just sit still and wait for my show."

Song Wei Zheng could only chuckle and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Then I'll wait and see, perform well, I'll cheer you on from the audience."

Jiang Suishun pushed him while not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Who is going to perform on stage soon? I've never seen you so calm, go ahead!"

After seeing Song Weizhen and his classmates from the Department of Mathematics gather together, Jiang Suishun hurriedly left.

By this time it was already dark outside, with only the lights on the stage in the center shining brightly.

Jiang Suisui was groping in the dark for her seat in the Chinese Department while looking back at Song Weizheng and the others as they walked onto the stage.

After finally finding a place to sit down, Jiang Suisui looked up and saw that Comrade Song Weizheng was standing in the middle of the first row!

Jiang Suisui couldn't help but want to laugh. Could it be that Song Weizheng has become the leader of the Mathematics Department's choir?

Zhao Qianyun, who was standing next to him, handed over a bag of peanuts: "Eat while watching."

Jiang Suinsui smiled and said, "Not bad, you are so well prepared."

Zhao Qianyun said modestly: "This time it was not me, it was prepared by my senior brothers and sisters."

Jiang Suinsui took a peanut and threw it into her mouth, sighing, "The seniors in our department are so generous."

Zhao Qianyun said casually, "Isn't it? In the previous years, we recommended students to enter the school. We picked out the best talents from the crowd, and many of them had good family backgrounds. For example, Senior Brother Wei, although his family is not rich or powerful, he is also from a scholarly family. But there are exceptions, and there are also those who take advantage of the situation."

Jiang Suinsui was a little surprised: "It feels like you know a lot."

Zhao Qianyun smiled: "Hehe, it's not bad, mainly because I know more about Beijing."

Jiang Suinsui nodded thoughtfully, and soon her attention returned to the stage. She whispered excitedly, "Look! The one in the middle of the stage is my partner!"

Zhao Qianyun quickly looked up and said, "Really? Your partner's show is the first one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the music started, a positive and uplifting song.

Jiang Suishun quickly sat up straight, stopped talking, and watched carefully.

But the more I looked at her, the more I wanted to laugh. Song Wei Zheng sang with a serious face, as if he was going to the battlefield.

But Zhao Qianyun obviously didn't think so. She sighed, "Sui Sui, your boyfriend is really handsome, a bit like... a bit like..."

Li Chunjiao, who was standing by, also stared at him intently, but she still said in a disdainful voice, "It's just so-so... not as good as Senior Brother Wei."

Jiang Suishun was still waiting for Zhao Qianyun's next words. She looked at Song Weizheng on the stage and asked curiously, "What does it look like?"

Zhao Qianyun scratched her head and said in confusion: "He looks a bit like my dad..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough!!!" Jiang Suishun almost choked on a peanut. She coughed a few times and said with a smile, "You are really good at association."

As they were talking, the mathematics department's chorus had ended. After everyone on the stage bowed, they slowly left the stage amid warm applause. Wei Zhenhua and another female host came on stage again.

Zhao Qianyun hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying he looks old!"

Jiang Sui Sui: "I didn't misunderstand you. You mean he looks friendly?"

After saying this, she laughed again. Song Weizheng looks friendly? The people in Dayan Village disagreed.

Zhao Qianyun didn't know what to say, so she said, "My dad also participated in military performances when he was young. I still have photos of him performing at home. I just glanced at him and thought he looked a bit like me."

She laughed to herself again and said, "Maybe it's because the performances were all large choruses and they were all dressed similarly, so I noticed the difference."

Jiang Suinsui also smiled and didn't take it to heart.

After this topic passed, they returned to the show in earnest.

Jiang Suishun found that although the entertainment life in this era was poor, people's mental outlook was very high.

Whether they are singing, dancing, playing the piano or reciting, they all have a very energetic feeling and are very contagious to watch.

Jiang Suisui was watching with great interest until her shoulder was suddenly patted. She came to her senses and looked over. She found Qi Jianxin standing next to their seats with his back bent. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Classmates, it's our turn for the next show. It's time to go backstage and get ready."

Jiang Suisui quickly patted the peanut skins on her hands, stood up hastily, and followed everyone to the backstage.

When the lights in the backstage came on, Zhao Qianyun noticed with her sharp eyes that Jiang Suishun was wearing a boy's coat.

She whispered, "Sui Sui, is this your boyfriend's?"