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Mist City Airport.

"Principal Ding, Vice Principal Huang and Vice Principal Xu said they would pick us up at the airport. Your sister also came," Wen Ruohan suddenly said to Ding Yue.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ding Yue pulled out his phone and opened Whatsapp.

Sure enough, there were many unread messages from Huang Youjie and Xu Bin. His sister, Ding Xiaoyou, also sent a message and even made a video call, which he didn’t catch. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Huang Youjie and Xu Bin knew he was returning from Yancheng with honors today, so they personally came to pick him up.

As for his sister, Ding Xiaoyou, she had gone to Mist City Arts and Science University yesterday and accompanied Huang and Xu to the airport to pick them up this morning.

At the airport terminal pick-up area, Huang Youjie, Xu Bin, and Ding Xiaoyou were all waiting for Ding Yue and his companions.

A few minutes later.

They finally spotted the people they were expecting.

Seeing Huang and Xu at the pick-up area, Ding Yue raised his hand to gesture.

At that point, his sister, Ding Xiaoyou, rushed over excitedly. She opened her arms as if she wanted a big hug?

Well then.

His sister’s enthusiasm left him speechless. Was this necessary?

"Xiao Rou!"

Only to see Ding Xiaoyou rush over and hug Lin Zhirou.

Ding Yue had already opened his arms to give his sister a warm hug, but instead, he hugged air?

"Hahahaha!!!"

Seeing this, both Huang Youjie and Xu Bin burst into laughter.

"Laughing your heads off, huh? Hurry up and help with the luggage," Ding Yue glared at these two.

"Xiao Rou, congratulations! You won the championship, you are amazing!" Ding Xiaoyou joyously said to Lin Zhirou.

"Thank you, actually, it’s all thanks to Principal Ding," Lin Zhirou humbly replied.

After Huang Youjie, Xu Bin, and Ding Xiaoyou picked everyone up, they returned to Mist City Arts and Science University.

Once they arrived, Ding Yue called Director Liu Hongxia from the Publicity Department, asking her to properly publicize Lin Zhirou winning the National College Student Art Festival Music Competition.

After all, this was the first honor that the Mist City Arts and Science University’s Art Department had received.

Although it was awarded to a music major.

Still, this was a major victory just half a semester after the university reopened--a music student from their Arts Department had won the National College Student Art Festival Music Competition.

Didn’t this show that the Arts Department of Mist City Arts and Science University had talent?

Moreover, this could be seen as a result of cultivating interest and hobbies.

If this information were to be publicized, not only would Ding Yue’s Mist City Arts and Science University gain popularity, but it would also greatly help next year’s enrollment.

So the Publicity Department first announced this on the university’s official website.

Then, the news was announced on Twitter, TikTok, and other platforms.

The official Twitter account of Mist City Arts and Science University had gained quite a few followers because it had trended several times in early September.

The netizens praised and commented after seeing the news posted by Mist City Arts and Science University’s official Twitter.

"This Lin Zhirou is one of the three school belles voted by Mist City Arts and Science University, right?"

"That’s impressive."

"Damn! Is your Art Department at Mist City Arts and Science University this good?"

"National College Student Art Festival Music Competition champion? She beat music fans from all other universities nationwide?"

"Not only music fans, but also music students from professional music colleges."

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that Mist City Arts and Science University really does have something!"

"I didn’t have a very good impression of this private university at first. It always gets on the trending topics for some flashy things. I didn’t expect it to be so amazing in terms of art education?"

"This school belle is really pretty 0.0"

"I heard that she sang ’Blue and White Porcelain’ in the final, which was super beautiful, can anyone please tell me where can I find it?"

"Also asking for resources."

"Same here +1. Godspeed to all good people!"

"Need resources? Direct message me, I’ll share the Qian Du cloud disk resources!"

This round, the Department of Arts at Mist City Arts and Science University received many positive reviews, as well as some increase in popularity value for Ding Yue’s Mist City Arts and Science University.

Since the National College Student Art Festival Music Competition isn’t like the TV recorded or live-broadcasted competitions, there aren’t many resources for Lin Zhirou’s performances of "Blue and White Porcelain", "Confession Balloon", and "Fragrance of Rice" except for the videos taken by the live audience.

Actually, the organizer also made recordings.

But in such competitions, even if the organizer makes recordings, it seldom makes them public.

In the afternoon, Ding Yue handled some school matters.

In the evening.

Ding Yue, bringing Lin Zhirou, arrived at the campus hot pot restaurant run by his mother to celebrate her success over dinner.

It must be said that Lin Zhirou really is quite diligent and hardworking.

She returned to Mist City in the morning and in the afternoon, was already back at the Arts Department building practicing dancing and singing.

In the campus hot pot restaurant, the people Ding Yue invited gradually arrived.

In addition to his own parents, there was his younger sister Ding Xiaoyou, Huang and Xu, as well as secretary Wen Ruohan and the director of the Department of Fine Arts, Jiang Xiuli.

Soon, the waitstaff at the hot pot restaurant brought in a Mandarin Duck Hot Pot base specially made by Master Hu Jianren.

Then came the food.

Soon, the private dining room was filled with the lively atmosphere of a group of people eating hot pot.

"Um, let me say a few words."

Ding Yue stood up, preparing to say a few words.

Huang and Xu Bin immediately started cheering.

"On this trip to Yancheng, our Arts Department of Mist City Arts and Science University made a bit of a name for ourselves. Today with accolades, the credit is inevitably due to Lin Zhirou..."

As Ding Yue spoke, he looked at Lin Zhirou at his side.

"Director Jiang, we must guide the students of our Department of Fine Arts to follow the example of Lin Zhirou, to study diligently and work hard in learning professional knowledge and skills, hoping their future will be bright after graduation."

Ding Yue reminded Director Jiang Xiuli of the Department of Fine Arts.

"On hearing Yue speaking increasingly authoritative, he really has the aura of a Principal. Hehe," Huang Youjie muttered to Xu Bin sitting next to him.

"Of course, he’s been the Principal for nearly an entire semester now, so naturally, he’s got the hang of it," Xu Bin nodded in agreement.

"Principal Ding, you’re right. From now on, Lin Zhirou will be the role model of our Arts Department," Jiang Xiuli quickly agreed.

"Good, I won’t say much more. Let’s eat!" Seeing that it was time to start the hot pot, Ding Yue sat down and began to enjoy the food.

Just as Ding Yue finished cooking a slice of tripe, his phone suddenly rang from his pocket.

"Who is it?"

Ding Yue muttered, putting the tripe held by chopsticks into his mouth, then took out his cellphone and looked at the caller ID.

Director Chen Ping of the School of Architecture?

"Hello, Director Chen, what’s up?"

Ding Yue answered the call, asking.

"Really?"

"Great, great. I see, that’s excellent news!"

On the phone, Director Chen Ping of the School of Architecture reported something to Ding Yue.

Believing that today’s celebration of Lin Zhirou representing Mist City Arts and Science University and winning the National College Student Art Festival Music Competition would be a great event.

Unexpectedly.

The sudden call from Director Chen Ping of the School of Architecture turned the good thing into a double celebration.

"Principal Ding, whose call was that? You look so cheerful," Huang Youjie asked curiously.

"Ahem, let me say a few more words."

Ding Yue stood up again.