When students at Ninghe No. 2 High School arrived at school on Monday morning, they found that the entire school had changed.
In just one weekend, a brand-new and dazzling wall of honor appeared at the school gate.
A huge photo was pasted on top, with the words "Distinguished Alumnus Song Shi'an " written in large characters next to it.
The internet has never revealed which middle school Song Shi'an graduated from, and the students of Ninghe No. 2 High School never imagined that he was actually a graduate of their school.
Several students who had secretly brought their phones gathered in front of the wall and snapped several pictures when no one was looking.
The director saw a group of people chattering and crowding around the wall of honor early in the morning.
He walked over and coughed twice. "Finally caught you guys with cell phones, huh? Confiscated!"
The group scattered in a panic, and the director shook his head helplessly as he watched the fleeing figures.
Song Shi'an took a few days off to rest.
I went to class when I had classes, and when I didn't, I stayed in my dorm looking for scripts. I watched them for several days, watching the same idol dramas over and over, but the male lead was always the same.
He's either on his way to or in a relationship, it's giving him a headache.
He leaned back in his chair, tossed the script onto the table, and sighed. "Are all male leads this free? Don't they have to go to work?"
My phone rang in the evening, and the word "Mom" popped up on the screen.
"Hello, Mom, why are you calling at this hour?" Song Shi'an answered. "Isn't the shop busy?"
It was during the store's busiest time of day, so it was rather unusual that Mother Song had time to call him.
"Son," Mother Song's voice was noisy on the other end, with the sound of a spatula hitting a wok in the background, "I just heard from the customer who bought tofu that you're going back to your high school for the anniversary celebration the day after tomorrow? Is that true?"
"Yes, Mom, I just happened to go back to see you."
Although Mother Song said, "You don't need to come back to see us," a smile appeared on her face.
Father Song listened intently from the side, and upon hearing this, he showed a pleased expression, while still serving the tofu to the customer.
"The school treated our family quite well back then." Song Shi'an closed the script and placed it on the table, turning his chair to face the window. "Since they invited us, especially for their 40th anniversary, it's only right that we go."
"That's true," Mother Song thought for a moment, "Tell me when you come back, and I'll have your dad pick you up."
Song Shi'an was both amused and exasperated. "Mom, the company will arrange a car to take me back this time, don't worry. I'll come back to see you after the event."
After hanging up the phone, he started working on his speech.
The principal repeatedly begged him to say more words of encouragement, and he wrote several thousand words in a long and eloquent manner.
The more I looked at it, the more satisfied I became. I felt that I had the air of a leader. My tone, rhythm, and pauses were all just right. If this were in ancient times, I could easily be a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet.
Jiang Ye returned from the cafeteria and placed the takeout box on his desk. "Bro, you've been on vacation like this, staying in your dorm every day except for classes, you're practically growing mushrooms."
Song Shi'an opened the package and gave Jiang Ye a thumbs up.
Jiang Ye watched him shovel rice into his mouth without stopping, and thought to himself that he had never seen any big star act like this.
After taking a few bites, Song Shi'an noticed that Jiang Ye kept glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Jiang Ye, what happened to your eyes?
"Um..." Jiang Ye coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed, "I have a friend who's a fan of yours and wants an autograph."
"Me?" Song Shi'an pointed to himself with his chopsticks.
Jiang Ye nodded vigorously.
Song Shi'an put down his chopsticks, stood up, and took a large box down from the bookshelf, handing it to Jiang Ye: "These are all autographed posters and merchandise that the company left for me. Take them all!"
"Good brother!" Jiang Ye looked at him with emotion.
Song Shi'an clapped his hands and sat down. He noticed a large empty space on the bookshelf. After tidying it up, it looked much cleaner and more perfect!
Jiang Ye took out his phone and sent a message to his younger sister. "Done, got it."
Jiang Ran replied instantly, "Thanks, bro! I'm sure I'll make it into the top ten this time! Wait for my good news!!!"
Jiang Ye looked at the screen with satisfaction. With this encouragement, he could finally have a good weekend rest. He would worship Song Shi'an as a god.
As a man of God, he set off for Ning'an County early the next morning.
"Brother, this school anniversary celebration is very simple." Lin Fan sat in the passenger seat flipping through the schedule. "Just give a speech on stage and interact briefly with the students, that's all."
Song Shi'an leaned back in his chair, squinted, and held out his hand, giving an OK sign.
Upon arriving in Ning'an County, we went straight to the hotel for makeup and styling.
After changing his clothes, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt that something was missing.
He glanced around the table, picked up a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, put them on, and looked in the mirror. He felt much better.
Lin Fan stood beside his brother and took several photos of him. Looking at the photos on his phone, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
"Very good." The makeup artist twirled around twice with satisfaction. "It's not appropriate to dress too formally for the school anniversary celebration, this is just right, it'll definitely turn out great in photos!"
"Thank you for your hard work," Song Shi'an said, before being urged by the staff to head to the school.
Standing at the school gate, looking at the huge crowd outside, the principal couldn't help but sigh, "The celebrity effect is truly amazing."
A black minivan slowly drove up from the street corner, and the onlookers on both sides instantly erupted in excitement.
People in this small county town have never seen any big stars before, and there were quite a few fans from other places who came after hearing the news, holding up light boards and banners.
Song Shi'an cleared his throat as he looked out the car window at the bustling crowd.
Lin Fan opened the car door for him, and he stepped out, adjusted his glasses, and nodded slightly to the crowd in greeting.
The screams instantly drowned him out. Security personnel held hands and controlled both sides of the scene as Song Shi'an strode quickly into the school.
Some quick-fingered fans have already posted the photos online.
The boy in the picture is wearing silver-rimmed glasses, a light blue shirt, and a black tie with thin silver stripes.
She loosely wore a black knitted cardigan over her shoulders, with the sleeves casually rolled up to her forearms, revealing a delicate and simple watch on her wrist.
She wore flowing black wide-leg trousers, white sneakers, and a simple band ring on her finger.
The entire outfit is elegant and clean, exuding a relaxed, scholarly air, both gentle and refined.
The comments section exploded with activity as netizens rushed to the scene.
"What? This is Song Shi'an? Attending the high school anniversary celebration?"
"Which high school is that? I'm so envious of them getting to see An'an up close!"
"This outfit is way too much for college students. By the way, isn't An'an from Jingchen University? That school is pretty good!"
"Holy crap, I found my high school! Song Shi'an went to the same high school as me!"
"Wait a minute, I'm his senior! We were practically classmates!"
"Wake up, you upstairs. They weren't even enrolled when you graduated, so what classmates are you talking about?"
"I checked, and he was the top science student at Ninghe No. 2 High School when he got into Jingchen!"
"They invited Song Shi'an to the school anniversary celebration, but I graduated and am no longer in Ning'an County. I feel like I lost a fortune."