Rebirth of the Wild Age

Eight in the morning.

Song Xinghua wore a brand new Chinese tunic suit and was helped by his daughter to Wujiaochang. Song Weihong also changed his clothes. Although not new, they were much more formal than usual.

Son-in-law Li Chenggong has to be busy setting up a stall, grandson Li Chaoying has to work and earn money, and granddaughter Li Tingting is still in the college entrance examination sprint, today only their father and daughter came to explore the wind.

"That's it." Song Weihong pointed to the sign of Time Cafe.

Song Xinghua dragged his lame across the road and was helped by his daughter into the store. A clerk immediately greeted: "Do you two eat or drink coffee?"

"Two cups of coffee." Song Xinghua said.

"Here, please," the clerk took them to the booth and took out the drink list. "We also have many kinds of coffee, and there are other drinks. What do you need?"

Song Weihong said: "Two cups are the cheapest."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The clerk turned and left.

The father and daughter sat there and waited. When the clerk came over with coffee, Song Weihong asked, "Is your boss here?"

The clerk smiled and said, "Which boss are you looking for?"

Song Weihong said: "Let's find Song Weiyang."

"Sorry, not here." The clerk said.

Song Xinghua asked, "Is he in school?"

"I don't know either." The clerk said perfunctorily and left.

Song Weihong said, "Dad, these waiters will definitely not say, or are we waiting here all the time?"

Song Xinghua shook his head: "Go to school first."

The two stopped drinking coffee, paid the bill and left, and went straight to Fudan University.

It was about 8:30 when they arrived at the school. The father and daughter could not distinguish the north, south, east and west, but they saw many students wearing bachelor uniforms and bachelor hats.

Song Xinghua suddenly realized: "He graduated today!"

Song Weihong immediately stopped a student: "Classmate, may I ask..."

The student interrupted with a smile, "Are you the parents who came to attend the graduation ceremony? The location is in Xianghui Hall, just follow me."

Song Xinghua and Song Weihong were overjoyed immediately, and followed the student to Xianghui Hall.

The student took the initiative to help Song Xinghua and asked, "Is grandpa here looking for his grandson?"

"Yes, grandson." Song Xinghua said.

"I'm in the journalism department. Which department is your grandson in? Maybe we still know each other." The student laughed.

Song Weihong said: "The Department of Sociology."

The student said: "This major is not easy to find a job, but this year Song Weiyang came out, and the sociology department feels that there is face."

"It's very face." Song Xinghua said with a smile.

The student smiled and said: "It's not just a face. As long as you have a strong relationship with Song Weiyang, you will be prosperous in this life. A fellow in his dormitory dropped out of school to start a company, and now he has become a millionaire... Hey, that's not it. Song Weiyang? With his girlfriend."

Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun were standing by the tree-lined road at this time, holding hands to compare the V shape, and let Hong Weiguo take a group photo for them.

Many students have rented their bachelor's uniforms for graduation. Song Weiyang has a wealth of money, so he directly ordered a set of high-end products and bought a large box of film in one go.

"This girl is pretty." Song Weihong smiled and applauded. In fact, the distance is too far, she can't pay attention at all.

The student said gossiping: "She was Lin Zhuoyun. She used to be a teacher in the Department of Sociology. She had a sensation in her teacher-student relationship with Song Weiyang. Later, Teacher Lin took the initiative to resign and go to graduate school."

Song Weihong didn't know what to say, and asked his father, "Dad, do you want to go there?"

Song Xinghua shook his head: "Forget it, wait until the graduation ceremony is over."

The two followed far behind, watching Song Weiyang walk into Xianghui Hall, and the student who led the way quickly ran in.

There are not many parents of students here today, only 20 or 30, probably all locals. At this time, the annual number of graduates in Fudan University is also small, and the enrollment has not been expanded yet, and Xianghuitang can fully accommodate it.

Song Weihong helped his father to the back corner. Song Weiyang was busy talking to Lin Zhuoyun. He didn't even notice them, but Hong Weiguo recognized them all at once.

"Boss, the leftmost row from the bottom." Hong Weiguo reminded.

Song Weiyang looked back and was stunned, then smiled slightly, and continued to meet Lin Zhuoyun to whisper.

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Do you know them?"

Song Weiyang said: "I have met once."

"Oh." Lin Zhuoyun thought it was the parent of which classmate, and didn't ask the bottom line.

Zhou Zhengyu, Li Yaolin, Nie Jun and others collectively yawned, all with panda eyes, leaning on their seats and dozing off, making it as if they ran away to steal a cow in the middle of the night.

Not only them, but many graduates have tired faces and yawns, as if they were meeting in a drug rehabilitation center at this moment.

Xianghuitang was very lively during this time, because it was the World Cup and the students all stayed up all night to watch the football.

Fudan University did not stop this behavior of watching football in the middle of the night. Instead, it urgently transferred more than 20 TV sets, but it still couldn't meet the needs of the students. The care of the school leaders was as warm as the spring breeze, and they actually rented a 300-inch Sony projector. The rent for this thing is very expensive, but it will be played in Xianghuitang after half a month of rent.

During the World Cup, some students even spent the night directly in the corridors of Xianghuitang with bedding and thermos.

At night, occasionally there will be cheers resounding across the sky, frightening all the cats on campus to constipation~www.readwn.com~ which team must have scored again.

"what!"

Zhou Zhengyu covered her mouth and yawned and said, "Why haven't we started yet? I'm almost falling asleep."

"What's the panic? Go to America in a hurry?" Nie Jun said.

Zhou Zhengyu said, "I'm busy going back to the dormitory to make up for my sleep, and I have to eat a loose meal at night."

Wang Bo rubbed his eyes, looked at his watch and said, "The time is up."

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, the graduation ceremony and degree-granting ceremony officially began.

The school leaders first gave a speech, and the leaders of the various institutes also made speeches. An alumnus at the academician level was also invited back to the school to give a speech. After these speech procedures ended, more than an hour had passed. If it were changed to normal, it is estimated that most of the students at the scene have been hypnotized.

"Song Weiyang..." This is the school leader announcing the list of outstanding graduates, and Song Weiyang's name is ranked first.

Zhou Zhengyu vomited: "Lao Song, you have made up more exams than me, so you can actually choose an outstanding graduate?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You are failing to make up the exam. I have lost time to make up the exam."

"Aren't they all the same as make-up exams?" Zhou Zhengyu curled his lips.

Wang Bo said: "Lao Song's graduation thesis is awesome. You can write such a powerful thesis if you have the ability."

"Cut." Zhou Zhengyu continued to yawn.

Song Weiyang Shi Shiran stepped onto the stage, stood with other outstanding graduates, bowed and saluted, and took the certificates and awards of outstanding graduates with both hands.

A school leader who appeared as a guest host said: "Now, please give a warm applause. I invite Song Weiyang from the Department of Sociology to give a speech as the representative of Fudan's 94th undergraduate graduates!"

"Papa Papa!"

With applause everywhere, Zhou Zhengyu led the brothers in the dormitory and shouted: "Song Weiyang, awesome!"

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