After hastily listening to the song and watching Meng Zijin step down from the stage through the crack in the door, Song Yunshen finally calmed down and straightened his back.

"Senior Song!" A junior from the Department of Music passed by and recognized him at a glance. She greeted him shyly and then saw Professor Gao next to her. She immediately greeted seriously, "Hello, Professor Gao!"

Song Yunshen took a deep breath calmly, nodded, and responded.

After that, he continued to stand by the door thoughtfully. But soon, he looked away and met Professor Gao's deep eyes.

Song Yunshen coughed lightly. "Well, I can consider investing."

Professor Gao was speechless.

The investment was fake, but the girl he liked was real, right.

Professor Gao chuckled, but he didn't say anything.

"Let me tell you, this girl is the best in all her subjects, and she is also the best in science theory. She is better than you in the past!" Professor Gao was an old professor who could be regarded as highly respected in the Marx Institute and even in the whole school. The people who could get his praise were all outstanding.

Hearing this, Song Yunshen smiled but didn't say anything.

The reason why he returned to school this time was that he really had something to talk to Professor Gao about, and that he wanted to know more about this attractive and hating girl.

It turned out that they were destined to meet each other.

However, Song Yunshen could not understand why such an outstanding person would seek out a sugar daddy?

Even if she did so, why didn't she look for someone like him?

"The best of all subjects, then why are you leaders so stingy? Can't you give some scholarship?" Song Yunshen pinched the space between his eyebrows, feeling a little annoyed at himself for asking this question.

Professor Gao didn't understand what he meant. "What do you mean? Who's stingy!"

Song Yunshen laughed and shook his head.

After scolding Song Yunshen, Professor Gao returned to the topic at hand. "The scholarship is available every year, and Meng Zijin won it every year."

Hearing this, Song Yunshen deepened his eyes.

-

After class, Meng Zijin rubbed her back and listened to Zheng Yuyu telling what she had thought in the class.

Zheng Yuyu noticed that and pulled her hand away. "What's wrong with your back?"

"I hit a pillar. It hurts." She bumped into Song Yunshen. Not only did she had her head hurt, but she also bounced back and hit her slender back on the pillar. Meng Zijin had a bitter face and complained that her bones were about to break.

"Let's find a place to have a look on that." Zheng Yuyu dragged her to find a place.

"I am not that delicate." Meng Zijin loosened her restrained wrist, stood where she was, and stretched her muscles and bones. She said bitterly, "It's cold. I'll go home and see for myself."

"Hey, you are not delicate?" Zheng Yuyu scolded her for being useless and rubbed her back through her coat. "Are you really okay? Why did you hit a pillar for no reason?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as she did, she became angry. Meng Zijin gritted her teeth and said angrily, "It's all because of that profiteer, Song Yunshen!"

"What?" Zheng Yuyu was confused. After grasping the keywords, she was stunned for a long time.

Song, Yun,shen!?

"Wait, you just said Song Yunshen, right? Is he the Song Yunshen that I think of?" Zheng Yuyu grabbed Meng Zijin, who was retreating, and asked with her eyes wide open.

Meng Zijin chuckled and forgot that Zheng Yuyu was a die-hard fan of Song Yunshen.

In the end, Zheng Yuyu insisted on listening to the whole story, so Meng Zijin was forced to submit and reluctantly told him about the "accidental encounter" today.

"As I said, you will be lucky in love affairs this month!" Zheng Yuyu patted her thigh and was so excited that her eyes were shining. "And it was Senior Song, such a great one!"

Meng Zijin whispered, "That's a bad one"

Of course, Zheng Yuyu didn't hear it and continued to immerse herself in her fantasy.

"Tomorrow is a music exchange held every two months. Miss Zheng, you'd better think about how to avoid being pushed onto the stage to play music." Meng Zijin pressed her neck and put out all her fantasies.

Zheng Yuyu almost froze in an instant. "You're so annoying, Meng Zijin!"

"Come on, beauty." Meng Zijin took two steps forward and winked at her.

Zheng Yuyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He clenched her fists and trotted after her.

The little girl's playfulness was completely seen by the man under the magnolia tree.

"Sir, do you really... like Miss Meng?" Mr. Chen clasped his hands and asked after hesitating for a long time.

In the past, Song Yunshen would never consider the teacher-student friendship and come to Yingcheng University. But now, he had appeared in the school for various reasons every few days. He must be targeting the girl.

Song Yunshen retracted his gaze and took out a cigarette unhurriedly. Just as he was about to light it up, he saw the "No Smoking on Campus" sign in front of him.

He then froze.

After a while, a gust of wind blew slowly, and Song Yunshen answered the question of Mr. Chen.

"I like her."

Mr. Chen was speechless.

He answered, but did not answer.

It's just a desire for beauty. I understand.

Who didn't love young and beautiful girls.

"Go and check the date of the calligraphy and painting exhibition held by the Meng Family in Yingcheng every March. Arrange the schedule." After the little girl gradually disappeared, Song Yunshen held the cigarette in his hand tightly and lowered his head to think about something. Then he raised his hand and threw the cigarette to Mr. Chen.

"Okay." Mr. Chen rubbed his nose and had figured out what Song Yunshen meant to do.

His boss was going to take her down by force!

-

The music exchange every two months was popular in the College of Music . At that time, all music students who were interested could attend. Meng Zijin and Zheng Yuyu had been caught to there by the Student Union countless times since they entered the school.

They would not be able to escape this time.

The president of the student union of the College of Music was their classmate, a handsome young man named Xiao Dang. He looked thin, but he was very capable. He was in charge of such a grand music exchange.

Xiao Dang said, "Goddess Meng, see you at six o'clock in the afternoon."

At noon, she received a message from Xiao Dang. Meng Zijin turned the screen to Zheng Yuyu and raised her eyebrows.

Zheng Yuyu snorted and tapped his mobile phone screen three times, indicating that she had also received the same message.

"It's just a copy, he only changed the name. The marks are the same." Zheng Yuyu bit a piece of sweet and sour pork rib and complained discontentedly.

At this moment, there were few people in the canteen. Meng Zijin yawned and put down her chopsticks after a few bites. "They called you goddess. You should be happy."

After exposing her real thought, Meng Zijin couldn't help laughing when she thought of the daily banter between Xiao Dang and Zheng Yuyu. "Do you think that Xiao Dang likes you?"

Zheng Yuyu was stunned. "Are you kidding me?"

Although Xiao Dang was not bad-looking, Zheng Yuyu had made it clear several times that she was not interested in him.

"Look at how scared you are. I was just guessing." Meng Zijin held her chin and looked at her with her bright eyes, apparently thinking of their relations.

Zheng Yuyu glared at her grumpily and said, "I see that you and Song Yunshen are fated. Do you want me to tell your fortune?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it.

As long as this person's figure appeared in her mind, she couldn't help but feel an itch in her palm, just like how it felt when she had been scratched by a pervert several times before.

Trembling, Meng Zijin shook her head and changed the topic. "Eat your food. Don't talk so much. There will be more people when it's time for lunch."

Zheng Yuyu raised her eyebrows, chewed the last piece of sweet and sour pork rib, and cleaned it up simply. "Okay, let's go."

It was her weakness to be afraid of being with many people.

Meng Zijin smiled helplessly.

From freshman to senior, trying all kinds of methods over the years, the illness of Zheng Yuyu still couldn't be cured.

For a person who was going to perform on the stage, being afraid of people is equivalent to never being able to get on the stage.

Zheng Yuyu was quite optimistic, but Meng Zijin was anxious.

As soon as she turned around, Meng Zijin suddenly saw a few unfamiliar smiling faces. They stood neatly and greeted her in unison, "Hello, senior."

"Hello." Meng Zijin replied with a smile.

They may be fangirls.

"Miss Meng, are you still going to perform at the opening concert this afternoon?" A girl wearing black glasses asked expectantly.

Zheng Yuyu curled her lips and answered for her directly, "Perform, take out her special skills to perform."

The girls began to rejoice. "That's great!"

Meng Zijin was a little confused. It was well known that every exchange conference would start with her. Why would anyone still ask the question that they already knew the answer?

Thinking of this, those girls said excitedly, "Senior Meng started with a solo performance, and Jiamu ended with a grand finale. Oh my god, this exchange conference is simply an audio-visual feast!"

"Who?" Catching a certain word accurately, Zheng Yuyu asked first, "Which senior?"

Meng Zijin blinked. Although she was not surprised by the reaction of Zheng Yuyu, she still couldn't help but let out a long sigh in her heart. She glanced at her and consciously became an audience.

"Jiamu, no one can replace him as the piano Prince Charming for three years after graduating from Yingcheng University." The girl with black-framed glasses was intoxicated by herself.

"Yes, yes, I was admitted to Yingcheng University for the sake of Jiamu. I didn't expect that he would come back to participate in the exchange after graduation for so many years. I fulfilled my dream. I didn't go to this university in vain." Another girl echoed in a hurry.

Guo Jiamu was the piano Prince Charming and three years older than Meng Zijin. He was one of the soon-to-be future sons-in-law of Ms. Xu Qiang.

Meng Zijin quickly recalled her impression of this person.

On the other hand, Zheng Yuyu was suddenly stunned. She suddenly restrained herself and said, "Okay, thank you. I see."

After this episode, Meng Zijin put the plates on the table and walked out of the canteen with her. She looked sideways at her many times. Meng Zijin finally couldn't help but say, "It seems that he is here for you."

Zheng Yuyu' s legs suddenly lost strength when she was walking. She pouted and pretended to cry. "Zijin, help me..."

Hearing this nickname, Meng Zijin shuddered and pressed her hands on her mouth, and said, "I'll count to three. Talk to me seriously."

"Okay." Zheng Yuyu stood up straight, scratched the drops of water on her eyelashes with her little finger, and said seriously, "I won't go to the exchange conference."

"Then tell Xiao Dang." Meng Zijin did not stop her.

Zheng Yuyu: "..."

"Aren't you going to persuade me?" Zheng Yuyu said in a desperate tone.

"Aren't you afraid of being caught?" Meng Zijin didn't want to beat around the bush with her, and said as they walked, "You want to see him, but you are also afraid to see him. Zheng Yuyu, you just don't have the guts."

"Yes, I dare not." Zheng Yuyu did not deny it.

"Hurry up! There's a rumor that Song Yunshen will attend the music exchange conference organized by the Department of Music. Let's sign up for it!"

A gust of wind whistled past, blowing over the name Song Yunshen.

Meng Zijin and Zheng Yuyu looked at each other.

Zheng Yuyu laughed slyly. "Well, every dog has its day."

Meng Zijin blinked and simply said, "Why don't we stand Xiao Dang up once?"