Strength Slaps the Face, Having a Good Wife (1)

The award ceremony of the design competition held by Beijing University's art school arrived as scheduled. Last year, Song Fengwan was a new student and had helped behind the scenes. This year, some students called her senior sister.

"Senior Sister, your seat is here. Later, you need to go on stage to accept the award. Someone will bring you up."

The area where the award-winning students sat was close to the school leaders and sponsors. When Song Fengwan sat down, there was a light stick, a program schedule, and a bottle of mineral water on her seat.

On the back of the program schedule was a promotional picture of the Duan family's Thousand Treasures Mall.

At this moment, the students were basically seated. The auditorium was bustling with noise. She was looking down at the program flow when she suddenly heard someone call her. "Miss Song."

She found the voice familiar and looked up to see Jiang Ershao.