Oct. 3, 9 a.m.

When Wang Ziyan stood on the podium, he found that when he was facing thousands of freshmen, he couldn't read the speeches he wrote with Wang Keke, and he couldn't afford to lose that person.

So, he threw the manuscript paper to the side, stood up straight, and spoke into the microphone:

"Dear leaders, distinguished teachers, dear students, good morning! I am Wang Ziyan of the 97th class of business management, and there may be many people who know me, but I know that most of us don't know me, which may be that I am not ......

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