June 17th.
Morning.
Nine o’clock.
Tang Qing arrived at Fudan University, having completed his graduation defense and design before returning to Qingyan City. Today he’s not here to receive his diploma.
It’s not that fast; he’s here to attend the graduation ceremony.
By the way.
To take graduation photos.
Just got off the car.
"Am I seeing things? Tang Qing!" A voice exclaid.
Imdiately.
The entrance beca lively.
"What?"
"It’s really Tang Qing, haven’t seen him for a while."
"So handso!"
"..."
Seeing Tang Qing, many people were taken aback, followed by a commotion. Since the end of last year, Tang Qing has rarely co to school, leaving many feeling unaccustod.
Three years.
No.
Three and a half years.
Tang Qing almost appeared at the school gate on ti, his wealth increasing day by day. Generally, people might get carried away, playing here and there, attending various parties.
Study?
Cut.
Few still study. But Tang Qing was different; for more than three years, he persisted regardless of the weather, setting an example for everyone and showing them what true positive energy is.
Turns out.
Not everyone becos bad when they have money.
Not everyone becos lazy with wealth.
On the contrary.
Tang Qing had money.
Beca even busier.
Five degrees, terrifying to think about. If it weren’t for the maximum limit set by the country, Tang Qing could probably once again push the boundaries of their understanding.
"In the blink of an eye, it’s been four years."
"Yeah!"
"I heard that at the beginning of the month, the school organized a special defense group for Tang Qing. Generally, student defenses last about ten minutes, but Tang Qing took four hours."
Upon hearing.
Many were surprised.
"Why?"
Upon hearing that.
A hint of admiration flashed in the person’s eyes.
"Because of the high quality of his thesis and the excellence of his graduation design, many teachers were amazed; it was almost like teaching rather than a defense."
"What?"
This ti.
Many were shaken.
Defense.
Turned into teaching?
That’s unbelievably impressive, but considering it’s Tang Qing, it kind of makes sense. Not to ntion him personally, even his subordinates, with tens of thousands of researchers.
Once the other five parks are completed.
This number.
Could multiply several tis.
"Impressive!"
"No wonder he’s my idol."
"Top student."
"..."
Those taking photos.
Those waving.
Those excited.
The montum of Tang Qing’s entrance was spreading rapidly within the campus. As Tang Qing walked, he smiled at those greeting him.
Like a celebrity.
However.
No one found it inappropriate; Tang Qing’s fans spanned almost all ages.
Passion for beauty.
Passion for wealth.
Passion for talent.
Isn’t that what people chase in celebrities, and Tang Qing’s various ’attributes’ stood at the top, appealing to almost all age groups.
Furthermore.
Tang Qing wasn’t just a celebrity; he was also the boss of celebrities. Cot Group, being Huaxia’s largest entertainnt dia and cultural group, up high.
Given this.
What reason is there not to hang Tang Qing’s picture on the wall?
...
Soon.
Tang Qing reached the gathering class.
At this mont.
Everyone was wearing graduation attire, and when Tang Qing arrived, most of the classmates were already there, looking at Tang Qing with a hint of excitent in their eyes.
Thinking back.
It was truly fortunate to be classmates with Tang Qing in university. It’s not necessarily about real benefits, but rather learning a lot through interactions.
Calmness.
Excellence.
Kindness.
Persistence.
...
Beneficial for a lifeti.
Of course.
If talking about real benefits, there were so, like getting discounts at Epoch, or when going out, hearing they’re Tang Qing’s classmates, others would slightly look up to them.
This ti.
Stimulated by Tang Qing.
Two-thirds of the class pursued postgraduate studies and even got in; no choice, even though postgraduates won’t be in the sa class as Tang Qing, at least their qualifications won’t be low.
Undergraduate.
Already quite good.
But.
Compared to Tang Qing, it felt unimpressive, might as well study more, it’s never wrong. As for the remaining one-third, so went ho to take civil servant exams.
So.
Had other arrangents at ho.
In the end.
A small portion, due to real factors, urgently needed to work, and Tang Qing gave so help, for example, several got into one of his companies.
"You finally ca."
"Hi."
"We were just talking about where to go after graduation, waiting for you to decide."
"..."
Back then.
They agreed to find a place to have fun after graduation, with Tang Qing treating them. Many hadn’t forgotten, naturally, Tang Qing’s mory hadn’t either.
"Alright."
"After the graduation ceremony, a week later, let’s go to Myanmar."
Four years.
Strictly speaking, this is the first, and probably the last ti for classmates to travel together; it wouldn’t be good for Tang Qing to be absent.
Next ti.
Probably at postgraduate graduation, but just having a al together would suffice, Tang Qing didn’t plan to promise another outing.
Returning to old places.
Boring?
Not really.
For soone whose mind transcends ordinary thinking, his body might be doing one thing, but his brain can do three others, the difference is just where it’s done.
"Alright."
"Been wanting to go."
"Agree."
"..."
Everyone was delighted.
Finally.
They were looking forward to going out to have fun with Tang Qing.
Four years.
Only once, they feared that Tang Qing might only contribute money but not attend, which would be a regret. Amidst the excitent, the counselor Jing Xiang stepped in.
Four years.
A lot happened.
Graduating with a postgraduate degree, they were Jing Xiang’s first batch, and last year, she got married, her spouse being a classmate from her postgraduate studies.
Her belly is already slightly showing.
"Hey!"
Tang Qing sighed.
Ti.
This knife.
Too fast.
With a swift cut, another year passes.
"Alright, classmates, let’s gather downstairs and head to the gymnasium," Jing Xiang smiled at everyone. In a blink, four years, these youngsters have graduated.
Back then.
She was just twenty-five.
Now.
"..."
Full of tears.
Looking at Tang Qing in the exclusive seat, she slightly nodded, last year when she got married and bought a house, it was Tang Qing who helped, getting a big discount.
Wanted to refuse.
But Tang Qing said: It’s not a gift, just a discount.
Thus.
She bought a decent place near the school, and in the half year since then, house prices around have already started to rise, earning her so profit.
Of course.
She didn’t plan to sell.
It’s ho.
...
Going downstairs.
Lining up.
The group headed towards Zhengda Stadium, where since its completion, almost every year’s graduation ceremony takes place, continuing the tradition.
On the way.
Jing Xiang asked:
"Tang Qing, have you morized the speech?"
Graduation ceremony.
Of course it includes outstanding graduates going on stage to deliver a speech, and this year, aside from the most outstanding and prominent, it’s Tang Qing, this student with billions in net worth.
At this mont.
If he didn’t go on stage, no one would be satisfied.
For this.
The school scheduled it three months in advance.
"Rest assured."
"Absolutely ready."
Tang Qing replied with a smile.
"Alright."
Jing Xiang nodded contentedly, knowing that if Tang Qing says it’s good, then it surely is. Reminiscing about the freshman opening ceremony when Tang Qing went on stage as the top scholar, the mories were vivid.
That ti.
Tang Qing did sothing astonishing, which was publicly announcing he had a fiancée at the opening ceremony, surprising the school leaders, but now thinking back.
It’s so adorable.
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