In preparing for the Music Festival, the sponsors had been incredibly generous, thanks to a certain Shanghai Heiress's family connections.
In short, they'd said, "We'll provide all the money you need. We won't interfere. Do whatever you want."
That had made the External Relations Department's work a lot easier. They barely had to do anything beyond lending a hand to the other Student Union departments.
They had Little Su to thank for it. If not for her, Jiang Linyuan wouldn't have realized that even the party on the receiving end of a deal could get to throw its weight around for once.
Speaking of Little Su, he hadn't seen much of her lately. Maybe he should check in.
Jiang Linyuan sat in class, pulled out his phone, and sent Su Muzhi a message:
"Little Su, the school's Music Festival is coming up soon. Got any strategies to help me win Shen Wanyu over?"
It took Su Muzhi a while to reply:
"The Music Festival? Hehe. From the sound of it, Jiang, you're good at singing?"
"I'm no expert, but I was one of the campus's Top Ten Singers last year. Little Su, don't you pay attention to me at all?"
"Hehe. Back then, you weren't worth paying attention to."
Su Muzhi seemed to find texting too tiring, so she started a video call instead.
Jiang Linyuan put on his Bluetooth earbuds and answered.
Su Muzhi's smiling face immediately appeared on the screen.
"Are you in class?"
Where else would you be in a classroom if not in class?
Jiang Linyuan ignored her question. Looking at the background behind her, he frowned.
"Where are you? Why are you lying in bed? You look pretty pale, too. You look like your period came and never left."
"Hehe. I'm somewhere a country bumpkin