Overseas Chinese Hotel.
Meng Songling, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, walked into the private room. As soon as he entered, someone called out, "Isn't this... the great talent of our class, Meng Songling?"
It's a high school reunion, the first gathering since that movement, and it's been many years since we last met. Many more even lost their lives in that movement.
The speaker was the class leader.
"Are you Class Leader Zhang?" Meng Songling smiled and shook hands with him, and the two of them entered the private room together.
He looked around and didn't find the figure he was searching for, feeling a bit disappointed.
"Class Leader, do you know if the class beauty Fu Jing will be attending this reunion?" someone asked Class Leader Zhang with a smile.
"Of course," Class Leader Zhang replied with a smile. "Who do you think I am? I've invited everyone from our class who could come, haven't I already brought our great talent here?"
