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Even though Song Beiyou was lying down, Yan Dong's words still made him cough repeatedly.

What kind of nonsense is this?!

Besides, how would she know if Duan Yao would react?

Yan Dong panicked when he saw Song Beiyou coughing incessantly.

She has a back injury and can't pat her back, and there's no water here.

In his haste, Yan Dong put down the cotton ball in his hand, opened the door and ran out of the study.

In an instant, she shouted, "Third Master, help me! Miss Song has choked!"

I don't know what to do, please come and take a look!

Song Beiyou, her bare white back exposed, was speechless.

Two lines of helpless tears streamed down my face.

She's the one who needs her life saved!

Why did you call Duan Yao in for no reason? What about her back?

He hurriedly reached out to grab the blanket and warm himself up.

But then, as if the blanket had grown legs, it disappeared somewhere.

When I turned my head and saw the blanket at the foot of the bed, I got up to get it, and another ridiculous scene unfolded.

Duan Yao practically flashed in from outside the door.

Song Beiyou's eyes widened, her ears and cheeks even redder than last night. "Turn around!"

Her voice was as low as possible, yet still sharp.

At the same time, he reached for the foot of the bed and covered himself with the blanket.

Duan Yao suddenly turned around, completely blocking Yan Dong who was following him.

Yan Dong was puzzled. "Third Master, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you going in? Miss Song is coughing."

Duan Yao gave Yan Dong a commanding look, and Yan Dong immediately understood. She raised her voice and said to Song Beiyou inside, "Miss Song, my mom is calling me home for soup."

It's really, really urgent.

"Um, I'm going now..."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace before Song Beiyou could respond.

Song Beiyou hugged the blanket and lay face down on the bed, covering herself completely.

She felt her face burning and didn't really want to see anyone.

Yan Dong's reason for leaving left her with a lot of questions.

Why is it like this?

What a coincidence!

She's either making soup or rushing home to drink her mom's soup.

I continued to lie there, trying to calm my agitated emotions.

Then, Duan Yao's voice rang out from behind, "Let me apply the medicine for you."

Song Beiyou neither agreed nor objected.

Duan Yao sat down on the edge of the bed, just like he had the night before.

While gently applying the medicine to her back with a cotton ball, he reassured Song Beiyou, "I'm sorry, I saw it again."

I'll stick to my attitude from last night. Don't worry, I, Duan Yao, am loyal and righteous; I won't watch for nothing.

I will do everything in my power to take full responsibility for you.

He spoke very sincerely.

Unfortunately, by the time Duan Yao finished applying the medicine and left the study, Song Beiyou hadn't replied with a single word.

......

Two days later.

The Beijing University Forum Center is hosting its annual exchange meeting for outstanding university students.

There are many universities in Beijing, and each university sent what they consider to be their best student as a representative to attend.

These outstanding university students from various institutions will introduce themselves, showcase their talents, and share information about their schools on the stage at the forum center today.

They even have to show off their talents.

The live broadcast showcased the youthful charm of university students to the entire capital and the whole country.

Each person's performance affects the reputation of their school.

Therefore, all the participating college students took it very seriously.

Song Nanwan did the same; she specially spent a large sum of money to buy herself an outfit worth nearly a million yuan for today's exchange meeting.

She even hired a very famous makeup artist in China.

Before dawn, the makeup artist arrived to help her get ready, all so she could make a dazzling appearance and capture everyone's attention.

Upon her appearance, it must be said that her sweet looks and flawless makeup instantly captivated many hearts.

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow~ Song Nanwan from Imperial University, no wonder she's a dancer, she's so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, unlike us who came to participate without even applying foundation."

The difference is truly night and day.

Where there is amazement, there will naturally be skepticism.

"I suspect Song Nanwan has comprehension problems, she's crazy! This is an exchange meeting for outstanding college students, is she here to pose and compete for beauty?"

"I can't stand her either."

It's strange, though, because Imperial University has its own top-tier programs. Isn't the Computer Science department amazing?

Why did you only think of arranging for an art student to attend?

That's really low-class.

"Exactly, and besides, she's not the best dancer. She didn't even place in the last dance competition."

"Yes, I remember, I was eliminated by Song Beiyou."

Sadly, fate was cruel; Song Beiyou died in a car accident.

......

Song Nanwan heard this, but she pretended to be calm.

After all, this is a live broadcast, and many official media outlets are present, so they are determined to show their most perfect smiles to everyone.

Soon, the exchange meeting began.

One by one, the university students in attendance made their appearance and took their seats on the stage.

Song Nanwan sat in the first row, her posture upright, elegant and poised.

Once the live stream chat was turned on, there were quite a few people praising her.

The Song family's fortunes continued to decline, but they became somewhat more active after Song Nanwan attended the conference today. Su Jingxian, Song He'an, and the Song family matriarch all stayed in front of the big screen, watching the live broadcast.

Qin Shuyao, who was also on leave from school, spent her free time watching with her mother, Duan Yuan.

Needless to say, Mingyuan has become quite high-profile since returning to Hongfu Temple this time, openly leading a group of disciples and nuns to watch the exchange meeting of outstanding college students in the TV room.

The disciples were puzzled, but since she was the abbess, they could only do as she said.

All the other college students in Beijing who couldn't attend also stayed in front of the live stream, watching the exchange meeting together.

Soon after, the host came on stage.

The first item on the agenda was speeches by outstanding representatives, who briefly showcased their talents, introduced themselves, and introduced their schools.

The first person I'll introduce is Kyoto University, a shy young man who looks like a top student just by looking at him through his glasses.

He created exquisite PPT presentations and short videos, eloquently showcasing the best aspects of Kyoto University.

The moment the introduction was finished, thunderous applause erupted in the room.

It was absolutely amazing.

As soon as he finished, the next one was Song Nanwan.

Some people have high hopes, while others look down on it.

However, Song Nanwan made quite thorough preparations for this exchange meeting, including a PPT, a short video, and a short essay.

As soon as she stood in front of the standing microphone, she began with a perfect self-introduction.

Her beauty and sweet voice attracted a great deal of attention.

Seeing the change in everyone's expressions, Song Nanwan gradually got into the swing of things. "Alright, now please follow the short video I've made to learn about our century-old Imperial University."

Everyone watched the screen, eager to see just how amazing the short video Song Nanwan had created was.

To everyone's surprise, the video didn't start with the century-old Imperial University, but instead showed Song Nanwan arguing with a nun about something.

The nun's voice was very loud, "Wanwan, you are my biological daughter."

I threw the child Su Jingxian gave birth to off a cliff, and he died!

"Don't worry, Mom will help you kill Song Beiyou."