Rebirth of the Wild Age

Eight in the morning.

Song Xinghua wore a brand-new Chinese tunic suit and came to Wujiaochang with the support of his daughter. Song Weihong also changed into a suit of clothes. Although it was not new, it was much more formal than usual.

Son-in-law Li Chenggong is busy setting up a stall, grandson Li Chaoying is also working to make money, and granddaughter Li Tingting is still in the process of sprinting for the college entrance examination. Today, they are the only father and daughter who come to find out.

"That's right there." Song Weihong pointed to the signboard of Time Cafe.

Song Xinghua dragged his lame leg across the road and was helped into the store by his daughter. Immediately a clerk came to say hello: "Are you two eating or drinking coffee?"

"Two cups of coffee." Song Xinghua said.

"This way, please," the clerk took them to the booth and took out the drink list. "We also have a variety of coffee and other drinks. What do you two want?"

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 until the clerk came over with coffee before Song Weihong asked, "Is your boss there?"

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

Song Weihong said, "We're looking for Song Weiyang."

"Sorry, I'm not here." The clerk said.

Song Xinghua asked: "Is he at school?"

"I don't know either." The clerk left after a perfunctory sentence.

Song Weihong said: "Dad, these waiters will definitely not say, why don't we wait here all the time?"

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

The two stopped drinking coffee, paid the bill and left, heading directly to Fudan University.

It was around 8:30 when we arrived at the school. The father and daughter couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north, but they saw many students wearing academic uniforms and academic hats.

Song Xinghua suddenly realized: "He graduated today!"

Song Weihong immediately stepped forward to stop a student: "Student, may I ask..."

The student smiled and interrupted: "Are you parents who are here to attend the graduation ceremony? The venue is 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 the old man here to find his grandson?"

"Yes, grandson." Song Xinghua said.

"I'm from 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: "It's not easy to find a job in this major, but Song Weiyang was selected this year, and everyone in the Sociology Department thinks he has face."

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

The student said with a smile: "It's more than face. As long as you have a strong relationship with Song Weiyang, you will be prosperous in this life. One of his dorm roommates dropped out of school to start a company, and now they are all millionaires... Hey, isn't that Song Weiyang? With his girlfriend."

Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun were standing beside the boulevard at this time, holding hands and making a V shape, asking Hong Weiguo to take a group photo for them.

Many students' graduation uniforms were rented. Song Weiyang was rich and powerful, so he ordered a high-end set directly, and bought a large box of film in one go.

"This girl is quite beautiful." Song Weihong smiled and praised, but in fact, she was too far away, and she couldn't look carefully at all.

The student gossiped: "Her name is Lin Zhuoyun. She used to be a teacher in the Department of Sociology. She had a teacher-student relationship with Song Weiyang. Later, Teacher Lin voluntarily resigned and went to graduate school."

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

Song Xinghua shook his head: "Forget it, we'll talk about it after the graduation ceremony."

The two followed behind from a distance, watching Song Weiyang enter Xianghui Hall, and the students who led the way also ran in quickly.

Parents of the students didn't come too many today, only twenty or thirty, probably all locals. At this time, the number of graduates of Fudan every year is also small, and the enrollment has not yet been expanded, and Xianghui Hall can fully accommodate it.

Song Weihong helped his father to the back corner. Song Weiyang was busy talking to Lin Zhuoyun, so he didn't notice them, but Hong Weiguo recognized them immediately.

"Boss, the last row is the far left." Hong Weiguo reminded.

Song Weiyang looked back for a moment, then smiled, and continued to meet Lin Zhuoyun and whisper.

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Do you know them?"

Song Weiyang said, "I met once."

"Oh." Lin Zhuoyun thought it was some classmate's parent, but didn't get to the bottom of it.

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

Not only them, many graduates looked tired and yawned, as if they were in a meeting at a drug rehabilitation center.

Xianghui Hall was very lively during this period, because it was the World Cup, and all the students stayed up all night to watch the game.

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

During the World Cup, some students even took bedding and thermos bottles and spent the night directly in the corridor of Xianghui Hall.

At night, there would occasionally be cheers resounding through the sky, scaring the cats on the campus into constipation. This must be another team scoring a goal.

"ha!"

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

"Why panic? Are you in a hurry to go to the United States?" Nie Jun said.

Zhou Zhengyu said: "I'm busy going back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep, and I have to have dinner at night."

Wang Bo rubbed his eyes, looked at his watch and said, "It's time."

...

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

The school leaders gave speeches first, and the leaders of various colleges also gave speeches. An alumnus at the academician level was also invited back to the school to give a speech. It has been more than an hour since these speech procedures ended. If it were changed to normal times, most of the students at the scene would have been hypnotized.

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

Zhou Zhengyu complained: "Old Song, you have taken more make-up exams than me, and you are able to select outstanding graduates?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You failed the make-up exam. I wasted 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 amazing, if you have the ability, you can write such an excellent thesis."

"Cut." Zhou Zhengyu continued to yawn.

Song Weiyang and Shi Shiran stepped onto the stage and stood together with other outstanding graduates. After bowing and saluting, he took the certificates and awards of outstanding graduates with both hands.

A school leader who was a guest host said: "Please give warm applause, and Song Weiyang, a student from the Department of Sociology, will give a speech as a representative of Fudan's 94th undergraduate graduates!"

"Crack clap clap!"

Applause broke out, and Zhou Zhengyu led the brothers in the dormitory to shout: "Song Weiyang, awesome!"