Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

On August 30th, the weather in Beijing was sunny and cloudless.

The opening ceremony was held in the Great Hall of Qingdao University. Early in the morning, various luxury cars with Beijing license plates drove into the campus.

Compared with these multi-million dollar luxury cars, some domestic cars that look low-key and restrained are actually more eye-catching, because when you look at the license plate number, it either starts with 00, or has a serial number or several license plates with the same number. Don't worry about this kind of car. How much the car itself is worth, ordinary people are definitely not qualified to drive it.

Liang Conglin led the Tsinghua University team to receive guests at the entrance of the Great Hall.

The annual opening ceremony of Tsinghua University will not only be attended by elites from all walks of life, but also some media.

However, the anniversary of a century-old university is different from the ordinary entertainment industry feast. Most of the media that can get interview qualifications have some official background. Anyway, ordinary entertainment tabloids are definitely not qualified to participate.

Wen Ziyu left early, and there were people from dormitory 3306 who went with him. Fu Ge was also present and went with him.

We are all hot-blooded big boys, and quarrels are just quarrels. Unlike girls pulling hair, they just let it go, and no one insists on making things difficult for others, or does little tricks to exclude others.

"Young Master Wen." Zhou Yang walked quickly, quickly walked over and grabbed Wen Ziyu's shoulders, winking with a smile: "I heard that your goddess is also going to be on stage today. Could it be that you are doing it for... hmm? Your goddess Qiao is the one who is here. Get us up early in the morning to grab a spot, right?"

Wen Ziyu blushed at his teasing and kicked him. He groaned angrily, "Why do you talk so much nonsense? As a member of Tsinghua University, I can't support the school's anniversary?"

Zhou Yang laughed and twisted his waist to avoid his kick, looking at him with an expression of "Stop pretending, we all know it".

The Internet has long said that Jiang Li is coming to celebrate the school anniversary this year. Jiang Li is a top figure in the world and has many fans among the girls of Tsinghua University.

There was no shortage of spectators at this year’s school anniversary.

Many girls posted early in the school forum calling for them to get up early to grab a spot, so as not to be unable to enter the venue if there were no spots.

In previous school celebrations, Young Master Wen had no interest at all. He was absent every year and never came every year.

This year I got up at eight o'clock in the morning, washed my hair and found clothes, made myself look glamorous, and invited them to come out together early in the morning. Isn't it because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get a seat and miss the performance of his goddess on stage? …

Wen Ziyu went for Qiao Nian. No one in the dormitory knew this 'secret'.

"I heard that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is performing a solo dance this year. I don't know what kind of dance it is." Zhou Yang tilted his head and thought about it.

"Who knows." Wen Ziyu was absent-minded and not very interested: "You will know after reading it."

Zhou Yang saw that he was distracted, so he kept talking and finally told him that the clinical department was going to be fierce this year, and Jiang Xianrou was going to do a dance. Don't crash when the time comes, and his goddess overturned on the spot, so she was so embarrassed!

Fu Ge is wearing casual clothes today, a blue striped shirt over a white T-shirt, and black pants that look particularly refreshing and handsome.

It's just that there is a gloomy look between his eyebrows, which weakens the refreshing feeling of his outfit and makes people less want to get close to him.

Wen Ziyu was discussing the school anniversary with Zhou Yang. He remained silent throughout the whole process, with his hands in his pockets and an indifferent face as he followed beside him.

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