I was reborn and stayed in school to lie down. I really don’t want to roll anymore!

"I...I don't."

"Forget it! Any department, quickly arrange these nameplates in the order decided at the previous meeting."

The girl behind me is about 1.6 meters tall and looks very young and pretty.

I'm just a little impatient and don't like to listen to people's explanations.

When it comes to doing things and giving orders, he is quite decisive and efficient.

As soon as he finished giving instructions to Jiang Hao, he turned and left.

I went to the podium and communicated with several emcees wearing red cheongsams. They were probably discussing the subsequent school anniversary schedule.

Jiang Hao was the only one left, facing the pile of nameplates tied with rubber bands on the desk, standing there at a loss.

Am I really that young? Or do I look so much like a student?

He looked down at what he was wearing today, not believing it.

It was still quite cold in the morning in winter.

Men, especially those with a partner, must take better care of their bodies.

The outermost thing he wore was a one-piece extra-long down jacket, which completely covered the formal suit underneath.

Plus the skin condition of your face and the temperament it gives people.

That's right! He really looks like a college boy.

"Yan Qingsong...Lin Haiyuan...Li Huida..."

I briefly scanned the names on the nameplates in my hand, although I didn't know their specific ranking in the meeting.

But fortunately, the nameplates are arranged according to levels, from principal, vice-president, union chairman, to the dean of the secondary college.

Jiang Hao placed the nameplates in the first and second rows according to his ideas.

But then, the other pair of nameplates tied with rubber bands made him feel a little at a loss.

After all, the first name on the bundle of nameplates is his own, so they should all be nameplates for alumni who attended the event.

I wanted to release the first one from the third row in order, but I felt something was wrong.

If his seat was really so far back, wouldn't it be awkward for other alumni to donate money and materials? It would also be difficult to communicate with school leaders!

"Why are you so slow?"

"Are you a freshman? You're so clumsy."

The woman behind him came to his side again, and seeing him standing there in a daze without moving, she started to complain again.

At the same time, there were two other female emcees wearing cheongsams. They should have finished the process and came to the stage to rest.

"Senior, it seems like there's something wrong with the order in which he placed the nameplates!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not a student in our school... No, that's right..."

Jiang Hao wanted to explain quickly when the emcee's classmate noticed that something was wrong.

I was afraid that the leading female student would criticize me indiscriminately again.

But as soon as he said this, he didn't know how to continue speaking or explaining.

You can't say that you are not a student of this school. You are obviously a graduate of Songshi College and an alumnus who came to attend the school anniversary.

But if you say so, it really becomes his problem to do the job like this.

"Forget it, don't be nervous."

Seeing Jiang Hao's complicated expression, the female classmate stopped criticizing him.

Instead, she comforted him, which surprised Jiang Hao.

I guess maybe the work has been arranged now, so he is not as urgent as just now.

“It’s easy to make mistakes when you’re preparing for a school festival for the first time.”

"Where's your seating plan? Did you forget to bring it too?"

Without paying any attention to Jiang Hao's answer, he immediately took out a piece of A4 paper from the first desk.

Printed on the paper was the seating arrangement for the school anniversary.

“The first row mainly seats the school leaders and several scientist alumni.”

"Behind them were other leaders and some alumni from the business and political science classes."

As he was talking, two of the emcee's classmates helped him rearrange the nameplates in the front row.

As for the nameplate in his hand, it has already been taken by this female classmate.

"Hey, this is our school's famous alumnus, and also a national leader in the Internet field, Senior Jiang Hao."

"It's in the sixth seat in the middle of the third row. Please put it down."

Because he was standing at the back, in the end, several nameplates inside were placed step by step under the guidance of this female classmate.

He would never have imagined that one day he would attend the school anniversary celebration and would put up the nameplate for himself.

After four people participated in the work of placing nameplates, the efficiency immediately increased.

Everything was put together in just a few minutes.

"Finally done. The school celebration will start soon. Let's go to the back and wait."

"Classmate, what's your name?"

"Me? Jiang Hao."

When the girl heard the name, she turned her head and looked at him with some surprise on her face.

"Haha! Which 'Hao'? I didn't expect you have the same name as 'Senior Jiang' in school!"

"I am him."

At this point Jiang Hao no longer wants to pretend.

But sometimes the truth is not necessarily believed.

"Junior, you are so funny! Although your facial features are somewhat similar to those of the senior, you look too young!"

"Senior Jiang looks more mature than you."

In media magazines and even in interview videos, Jiang Hao does look more mature in a suit and tie.

Moreover, the image in the camera and the person in real life are sometimes inconsistent!

"I'm really him!"

I couldn't help but explain it again.

"Stop messing around! Let's go to the back quickly. The school leaders and alumni will be here soon."

Under the watchful eyes of the three people, Jiang Hao finally gave up struggling.

Then we arrived at the large group of students area at the back, which should be the rest and viewing area of ​​the school student union.

At this point Jiang Hao finally understood where this girl came from.

The director of the External Relations Department of the School Student Union is Zhang Han.

And from the words she spoke, I could feel her admiration for myself, of course, it was only the admiration reported in the newspapers!

Students from other student unions were all looking forward to meeting this senior whom they had never met before.

In previous years, they came to watch the games for credits and as a semi-mandatory requirement of the school.

This year, a large number of people came just for senior Jiang Hao.

The experience of starting from scratch is always more inspiring than the story of three generations in business.

"Jiang Hao! What are you doing here? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

Not far away, Li Jing was already waving and calling out to him.

When Jiang Hao heard Brother Li calling him, he finally felt like he had found his organization and quickly left the area.

"Alas! You look too young. I was mistaken for a student just now."

"What do you mean you look young? You are still a student."

Seeing Jiang Hao's cocky look, Li Jing couldn't stand it anymore and started to pick on him.

"Didn't I send you a message asking you to come to the hospital and wait? Dean Li wants to introduce you to a few alumni."

"Forget it now. Go take a seat up front and wait until the school celebration is over."