Not long after Fu Zhi arrived at the dressing room, she received a call from the delivery man. The dress that Xu Wei had made for her had arrived. She turned around and glanced at Su Xing, who was making grunting noises from time to time.
She thought that Su Xing resembled her mother a lot. Both of them were made of water, and all it took was a single poke for them to start spraying water uncontrollably.
She let out a sigh and pulled her up from the chair. Then, both of them headed to the security room to retrieve her parcel.
The moment she left the dressing room, a commotion broke out among the girls.
The number of female participants in the English Public Speaking Competition was on the high side. Most of them had dressed up, and their makeup and hair had been done to perfection. They surrounded Lu Wanchu and began talking until someone came in.
A person poked his head through the door and said, "Lu Chuwan, Fu Zhi. Come and take your dress."
