In the second-to-last row, Chu Long and Xu Tingfeng shared a bucket of popcorn as they chatted and ate.
"What a huge gap!" Xu Tingfeng exclaimed. "He's clearly two years younger than us, yet he can sit in the very front. We're stuck in the back rows, and we only got in by luck!"
"Nothing we can do about it. Song He really is incredible!" Chu Long said matter-of-factly, utterly convinced. "He developed another stomach cancer drug this semester, one that can save hundreds of thousands of people. That's an immeasurable contribution. In ancient times, they would have bestowed the title Medicine King on him."
"So he should be able to get us celebrity autographs?" Xu Tingfeng asked uncertainly.
"Not necessarily." Chu Long shook his head. "The entertainment industry and the scientific community are still two different circles. Everyone here tonight is at the God of Song level. If a crowd of faculty and students swarmed backstage for autographs, the music festival wouldn't be able to continue."
Xu Tingfeng nodded. Just then, her phone buzzed. Song He had sent her a message:
"Done. I asked around, and they can arrange for the two of you to go backstage to take photos and get autographs from the singers. You can take a photo with whoever you want—I'll arrange it. Come find me first."
Xu Tingfeng stared blankly, then showed her phone to Chu Long.
Chu Long took one look and was stunned too. "Damn! Song He has that much influence now? He can even arrange this?"
"He's amazing!" Xu Tingfeng exclaimed.
The two hurriedly got up and headed to the front rows to find Song He. Soon afterward, they were smoothly escorted backstage, where they met several top singers waiting to go onstage.
The two young people were so excited that