Eight in the morning.

Song Xinghua wore a brand new Zhongshan suit and helped her to Wujiaochang with her daughter. Song Weihong also changed into a dress. Although it was not new, it was much more formal than usual.

The son-in-law Li Chenggong is busy setting up a stall, and his grandson Li Chaoying also needs to work and make money. His granddaughter Li Tingting is still in the college entrance examination sprint. Today, only their father and daughter come to hang out.

"It's there." Song Weihong pointed to the sign of Time Cafe.

Song Xinghua dragged his lame crossing the road and was helped into the store by his daughter. A clerk immediately came to greet him: "Are you two eating or drinking coffee?"

"Two cups of coffee." Song Xinghua said.

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

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

"Okay, please wait." The clerk turned around and left.

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

The clerk smiled and said, "Which boss do you want to find?"

Song Weihong said: "Let's look for Song Weiyang."

"Sorry, not here." said the clerk.

Song Xinghua asked: "Is he in school?"

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

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

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

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

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

Song Xinghua suddenly realized: "He graduated today!"

Song Weihong immediately stepped forward to intercept a student: "Class, may I ask..."

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

Song Xinghua and Song Weihong were immediately overjoyed 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 am from the journalism department. Which department is your grandson in? Maybe we still know each other." The student smiled.

Song Weihong said: "Social Department."

The student said: "This major is not easy to find a job, but this class has produced Song Weiyang, and everyone in the Sociology Department feels that he is proud of it."

"I'm very proud." Song Xinghua smiled.

The student smiled and said, "It's not just about being proud of your face. As long as you have a strong relationship with Song Weiyang, you will be prosperous in your life. Someone in his dormitory dropped out of school and started a company. Now he has become a millionaire... Hey, isn't that Song Weiyang? Be with his girlfriend."

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

Many students’ bachelor’s uniforms are rented. Song Weiyang is rich and has made a set of high-end products directly, and bought a large box of film in one go.

"This girl is quite beautiful." Song Weihong smiled and praised. In fact, the distance was too far, and she couldn't see it carefully.

The student said 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 for a sensation. 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, let's talk about it when the graduation ceremony is over."

The two followed from afar, watching Song Weiyang walk into Xianghui Hall, and the students leading the way also ran in quickly.

There are not many parents of students coming today, only twenty or thirty, probably all of them are locals. At this time, Fudan has a small number of graduates every year and has not yet expanded its enrollment, so Xianghuitang can accommodate them.

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

"Boss, the bottom left of the row," Hong Weiguo reminded.

Song Weiyang turned around and looked at him for a moment, then smiled slightly, and continued to whisper with Lin Zhuoyuntou.

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Do you know them?"

Song Weiyang said: "I have met once."

"Oh." Lin Zhuoyun thought she was a parent of a classmate and didn't ask the bottom line.

Zhou Zhengyu, Li Yaolin, Nie Jun and others yawned together, all of which were panda eyes, leaning against their seats and dozing off, making it look like they ran to steal cows in the middle of the night last night.

Not only them, many graduates looked tired, and their yawning looks as if they were having a meeting at the drug rehabilitation center.

Xianghuitang is very lively during this period because it is the World Cup, and the students are all staying up late to watch the football.

Fudan did not stop watching football in the middle of the night, but instead urgently transferred more than 20 TVs, but still could not 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 was very expensive, but it was rented in Xianghuitang for half a month.

During the World Cup, some students even took bedding and thermos to spend the night in the corridor of Xianghui Hall.

At night, there were occasionally cheers that echoed through the sky, which scared the cats on campus to constipation. This must have been a team that scored another goal.

"ha!"

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

"What are you 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 sleep, and I have to have a breakup meal tonight."

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

...

At 9 a.m., the graduation ceremony and degree awarding ceremony officially began.

The school leaders first delivered a speech, and the leaders of each college also made speeches. A certain academician-level alumnus were also invited back to the school to speak. After these speech procedures ended, more than an hour had passed. If it were normal, most of the students on the scene would have been hypnotized.

"Song Weiyang..." This is the school leaders' list of outstanding graduates announced, and Song Weiyang's name ranks first.

Zhou Zhengyu complained: "Old Song, you have more make-up exams than me, and you can actually choose an outstanding graduate?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You failed the make-up exam, but I wasted my time on making-up exams."

"Why aren't it all the same? " Zhou Zhengyu curled his lips.

Wang Bo said: "Old Song's graduation thesis is amazing. If you have the ability, you can write such a great thesis."

"Tsk." Zhou Zhengyu continued to yawn.

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

A school leader who came to play the host said: "Please give warm applause. Please invite Song Weiyang from the Department of Sociology to deliver a speech as a representative of the 1994 undergraduate graduates of Fudan!

"Smack it!"
Chapter completed!