The country romantic little doctor king

There are only two outstanding alumni in Chen Yang's class, him and Zhang Haochen.

The two were in the auditorium together, and his eyes were extremely sharp, able to see through everything. He looked around and spotted Zhang Haochen with just a casual glance.

This guy was actually sitting in the first three rows of seats with his name on them. He was one of the best among the outstanding alumni, which surprised Chen Yang.

Nowadays, whether an alumnus is outstanding or not is not only determined by the individual but also by his family?

Senior Sister Zhao Qingyun graduated earlier, and with her, there are five outstanding alumni in the class, and their achievements are extraordinary.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for many years. They just chatted for a while, but they didn't have much in common. She felt more comfortable and at ease with Junior Brother Chen Yang.

After all, people change.

Even couples may become strangers, let alone classmates. It is normal that they cannot talk to each other.

With Chen Yang as a shield, Senior Sister Qingyun felt much more at ease. It was not like just now when she entered the venue, when flies were flying around her, wolves were lurking around her, and many men came to chat with her.

By the way, this was exactly why she asked Chen Yang to come and accompany her, to serve as a shield for herself!

After looking around, Chen Yang looked at the rostrum again and found several familiar figures, including the school secretary, the president, the vice president, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, the deans of various colleges, etc.

One by one, they are all big leaders in the school.

Chen Yang had met him several times when he was in school, so he looked familiar, but he had almost forgotten his name.

He could only call out the names of the president Zhou Chengguang and the dean of the School of Clinical Medicine where he studied, Wei Tai.

"Hey, this person is so young, and he can actually sit on the podium. Could he be some kind of gifted child?"

Suddenly, a young man on the podium caught Chen Yang's attention.

Looking around, the entire rostrum was filled with leaders around sixty years old, some with Mediterranean hairstyles and some with bald foreheads. He was the only young man around thirty years old, with a head full of thick, shiny black hair, and a pretty handsome look. It was impossible for him not to attract attention.

"If you are willing to donate 1 billion yuan, you can also sit on the podium, and you will be allowed to speak, and the audience will applaud you. In the end, your name will be written into the school history and will be passed down through the ages." Zhao Qingyun said with a smile.

"A donation of one billion? No wonder he can sit on the podium at such a young age. It turns out he is a rich man!" Chen Yang was shocked when he heard this.

By donating money, one can get a seat near the front. Zhang Haochen sat in the first three rows, probably because of his financial ability.

Chen Yang guessed.

Although he is very rich, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, he was willing to be an unknown figure in this school anniversary event and never thought of donating.

Staring at the young man on the podium for a few more times, Chen Yang felt vaguely that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was at once.

The nameplate on the rostrum faced the audience seats. Chen Yang looked up and saw the three words "Xiao Yiming" written on the nameplate in front of the young man.

"Xiao Yiming?"

Chen Yang muttered to himself, because the name sounded familiar to him, as if there was such a person in school when he was in school, and he was a famous figure.

Since he couldn’t remember, Chen Yang simply stopped thinking about it.

Looking at the beautiful senior sister beside him, with her delicate features, beautiful face, and curvy figure..., his thoughts couldn't help but become active, and he finally couldn't help but ask: "Hey, senior sister, do you still mean what you said on the phone last time?"

If possible, he would book a hotel now. It must be a five-star hotel and it must be a presidential suite.

After all, it is the first time in my senior sister’s life, so everything must be the best so that she can have an unforgettable memory.

"Huh? What?"

Hearing Chen Yang's words, Zhao Qingyun's expression was obviously shocked, and even became a little unnatural. She didn't dare to look directly into Chen Yang's eyes and said, "What did I say? How come I don't know?"

"No way? Senior sister, have you forgotten what you said? When I was in Yaoshen Valley, we had a phone call and talked about some things. Think about it carefully." Chen Yang said speechlessly. He did not say it clearly, but asked the senior sister to recall it carefully.

"I have a bad memory. Sometimes I forget what I said yesterday. It may be because I'm getting older and my memory is declining. I'm not lying to you." Zhao Qingyun said, avoiding his eyes, then played with her mobile phone, not wanting to pay attention to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was stunned after listening to this. He had a bad feeling that this woman was going to make excuses and refuse to admit her mistake.

Since the senior sister didn't want to recall and pretended not to remember, Chen Yang had no choice but to say it clearly.

But just as Chen Yang organized his words, mustered up his courage, and was about to speak, a man's voice suddenly came: "Qingyun, why are you sitting so far back? Go sit in the front. I have arranged a seat for you in the first row. Just go and sit there."

Chen Yang looked up and was startled to see that the person who spoke was none other than the outstanding alumnus Xiao Yiming, who had just sat on the podium and donated 1 billion yuan.

After a short while, Senior Xiao Yiming actually came to the stage and stood beside, which surprised Chen Yang.

If someone else said that a seat would be arranged for someone in the first row, Chen Yang would not believe it, after all, the seats in the first row were reserved for important people. But when senior Xiao Yiming said this, Chen Yang believed it, unconditionally.

Because he donated 1 billion yuan, the school leaders are trying to curry favor with him. There is no pressure to arrange a seat.

I saw senior Xiao Yiming wearing a custom-made high-end suit, a tie, and leather shoes. He had a tall and stylish figure, and his waist was as straight as a pine tree. He must have exercised regularly, and he looked powerful but not out of place.

In addition to his good figure, Senior Xiao Yiming is also good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and facial features as if they were cut by a knife and an axe. He is vivid and detailed, and can be called a handsome guy who is the most handsome guy in the school.

"School grass?"

Thinking of the school hunk, Chen Yang's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he vaguely remembered something.

When he was a freshman, the school belle was senior sister Zhao Qingyun, and the school hunk seemed to be a senior named Xiao Yiming.

Oh my god, no wonder I felt familiar with Senior Xiao Yiming's appearance and name just now. It turns out that Senior Xiao Yiming is from the same class as Senior Zhao Qingyun, and he is the most handsome boy on campus.

One of them was the school hunk and the other was the school beauty. I don’t know if there were any sparks at that time.

But at this moment, Senior Xiao Yiming's call of "Qingyun" was full of affection.

He put his hands in his pockets, looking down from above. Chen Yang was clearly within his field of vision, but he selectively ignored him. There was only Zhao Qingyun in his eyes.

He only said to arrange a seat for Zhao Qingyun in the first row, but did not say to arrange a seat for Chen Yang.

If Zhao Qingyun left, Chen Yang would be left alone.

This made Chen Yang feel a little unhappy, and he thought to himself, is the senior here to poach his employees?

As the most outstanding alumnus in the audience and the one who donated the most, Senior Xiao Yiming just walked down from the podium and received countless looks of respect.

Many alumni even approached him to chat, wanting to get to know him and exchange business cards, but he turned them down expressionlessly. He walked straight to the side of Chen Yang and Zhao Qingyun's seats without stopping.

Even at this moment, many eyes were still fixed on Xiao Yiming, curious about what he was going to do.

After all, he is the wealthy alumnus who donated the most, and his every move is very eye-catching.

By the way, Chen Yang and Zhao Qingyun, two low-key and unknown people, were also noticed by many people, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

"Hello, senior."

Out of politeness, Chen Yang still smiled handsomely and took the initiative to greet senior Xiao Yiming, although he didn't know whether this guy had any impure intentions.

The result was that he was ignored.

Senior Xiao Yiming seemed not to have heard what he said and ignored him at all. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Qingyun, staring at her intently with a deep expression, like a domineering and cold-blooded president who was ruthless and didn't talk much.

Chen Yang originally wanted to stand up and shake hands with the senior to further show his friendship, but his greeting was met with ignorance, which made him feel a little upset. It was not ok to put his warm face in front of someone who gave him such a cold shoulder.

Calling you senior is giving you face. If you ignore it, then I will take the face back.

We are all college students, who doesn’t have a temper?

Even if you are the alumni who donated the most, so what? Even if you have the best looks at school and are the center of attention, so what? Brothers don’t care, we don’t interfere with each other, and we don’t want to know you at all!

However, the senior student called out "Qingyun" so affectionately that he might have bad intentions, which made Chen Yang nervous!

He looked at Zhao Qingyun nervously.

He wanted to know what Zhao Qingyun's decision was more than anyone else.

Be poached? Or hold your ground?

"I'm fine sitting here. I don't want to go to the front. You just go and do your own thing. Don't worry about me." Zhao Qingyun said, smiling faintly at senior Xiao Yiming.

But that smile was very unnatural and contained a hint of bitterness.

The two were in the same class, one was the school hunk and the other was the school belle. Although they were not in the same major, they knew each other very early in school. Xiao Yiming pursued Zhao Qingyun, but failed.

It's not because Zhao Qingyun has high standards or Xiao Yiming is not good enough, but because Xiao Yiming is too good. He is like a hot commodity. There are always many women around him, some from society and some from campus. They are all fair, rich and beautiful, and none of them is easy to deal with.

Several rich and beautiful girls have threatened Zhao Qingyun, asking her not to be with Xiao Yiming, otherwise they would make her suffer the consequences.

Taking all factors into consideration, she didn't want to get involved in this mess, and she also knew that she had no control over this man.

What should have been a passionate campus romance was strangled in the cradle just as it began to take shape, becoming a regret for Zhao Qingyun and Xiao Yiming as well.