"Chen Yuan, over here!"
On the tree-lined avenue crowded with students, Wei Zhen spotted Chen Yuan and frantically waved him over.
Chen Yuan saw him and walked over, pushing a huge orange trash can.
As a member of the student council, he had received a notice early that morning. He had to rush to campus and follow the student council president's arrangements to carry out the cleanup, as per the leadership's instructions.
The Arts Department wasn't responsible for organizing these kinds of activities, but as a member, he had to have a sense of service for the campus and its students.
Naturally, he was at the forefront, following orders and starting the cleanup.
It wasn't just him. Liu Tingyue and a dozen other girls were also picking up trash by Qingyan Lake, and they had been busy for nearly two hours.
Wei Zhen had just arrived, and the first thing he saw was Chen Yuan in the middle of a crowd, dragging a thick tree branch and stuffing it into the trash can.
