When the gardener of Su Jiu's school passed by the flowerbeds, he suddenly saw a furtive figure dressed in white.
Frowning, he hurried over and said, "Hey, who are you? Are you a student here? Why aren't you in class?"
Shocked, Zhong Ya quickly put the phone she had just used for filming into her bag. Then, she turned around and stammered, "No, I'm not a student. I, I… I just saw the news online that the school was looking for a gardener, so I came to take a look."
"Oh, you're looking for a job, aren't you?" The gardener was impressed by her beauty and gentle manner of speaking. "But I'm not in charge of hiring, and I don't have that right. Let me take you to the registrar's office."
"Oh, oh…" Zhong Ya broke out into a cold sweat and mumbled a reply. When the gardener turned around, she immediately turned around and ran.
"Oh, did she run away?" The gardener was confused.
