Taking the bus all the way to Zhejiang University, Su Zelin was very familiar with this place, so he didn't need to ask anyone and went straight to the cultural center.
The art gala was about to start, and the entrance was bustling with people everywhere.
Su Zelin stopped dead in his tracks from a distance, and even lowered his baseball cap.
If nothing unexpected happens, Qin Shiqing should be preparing backstage now, but he was worried about running into his childhood friend's roommate.
Taking out his Nokia 8210, he dialed a call: "Hey, Brother Xie, I'm here, under the locust tree to the right of the cultural center entrance!"
Xie Tianyu's voice came from the other end: "Okay, Brother Qin, hang tight, I'll be out in a moment!"
Su Zelin didn't hesitate and hung up directly.
Before long, he saw the figure of the Vice President of the Student Union.
Xie Tianyu came to the locust tree, stared for a while, and then recognized Su Zelin, as he was the only one there.
