"..."
Director Yang Ke's words immediately silenced everyone in the elevator.
Everyone then realized it.
The only artist who could be personally greeted at the building entrance by the director of the Asian Games Organizing Committee's planning department is probably Wang Yueheng.
Even Zhang Han and Zhou Qian, two top-tier singers who have performed on the Spring Festival Gala, were not considered by the organizers and were treated coldly.
This demonstrates how much the Asian Games Organizing Committee valued Wang Yueheng's visit.
The members of the Little Red Flower Band who were accompanying them suddenly felt guilty.
I'm afraid I was just brought along because of Wang Yueheng...
...
"Comrade Yue Heng, welcome, welcome!"
"I've been waiting for you!"
"It hasn't been that long since I last saw you, but your whole aura has changed!"
As the elevator arrived at the floor where the Asian Games Organizing Committee was located.
After the group arrived at the chief planner's office, Minister Wen Yaodong got up from behind his desk, stood in front of Wang Yueheng, and shook hands with him affectionately with a smile.
Compared to when he last visited, the head of the planning department was noticeably thinner.
It's clear that he's been quite preoccupied with the Asian Games lately.
"Minister Wen, hello! We're bothering you again!"
Wang Yueheng smiled and shook hands, saying this.
"Haha, if this counts as bothering me, then I'd love for you to bother me every day!"
"It's a good opportunity to write a few more good songs for our Asian Games."
Upon hearing this, Minister Wen Yaodong laughed and said...
"You're members of the Little Red Flower Band, right? I saw your performance at Tsinghua University."
"The performance was absolutely wonderful and deeply moved me!"
Then Wen Yaodong shook hands and greeted each of the band members following behind Wang Yueheng.
No one brought by Wang Yueheng was neglected.
"Please, everyone, have a seat. Let's have some tea and chat."
Then, at Yang Ke's suggestion.
Two staff members prepared a clean teacup for each of Wang Yueheng and the others, and brewed steaming hot tea.
"Ding~"
We had only been chatting for a few minutes.
The sound of elevator doors opening echoed down the corridor once again.
Immediately afterwards, a series of hurried footsteps approached the office.
Soon, the figures of the singers and celebrities who had just been seen on the first floor reappeared at the office door.
"Ta-da!"
"Excuse me, is this the Minister of Education's office?"
Then, singer Hu Haibin, who was walking ahead, knocked on the door and asked softly.
The male singer paused for a moment when he saw Wang Yueheng sitting directly across from him at the desk.
"Yes, it's me, everyone please come in!"
Upon seeing this, Wen Yaodong, who had just sat down, stood up again to greet him.
Out of courtesy, Wang Yueheng and the members of the Little Red Flower Band also stood up to welcome them.
As the three singers entered the office.
The office, which was already crammed with more than ten people, felt even more lively and cramped.
Now no one dared to sit down anymore, and they could only stand there and chat with each other.
"Oh, Professor Wang Yueheng, you're here too!"
"I've always wanted to meet you, but I never had the right opportunity. Today I've finally met you in person!"
Zhang Han, a slender female singer wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt and jeans, looked at Wang Yueheng, who had arrived earlier, with a look of surprise on her face.
It was like seeing an idol I had been looking forward to for a long time.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Zhang Han!"
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