Zhang Junli, a member of the San Song High School senior team's individual combat group, was this hedgehog head.
He always gathered intelligence about other schools before each competition.
Adhering to the principle that money makes the world go round, the intelligence he obtained helped him achieve good results in the previous two National Campus League competitions.
"You said you don't even know what she looks like, and her phone, according to you, isn't working these days. What will you do if you can't recognize her when the time comes?" The boy wearing a baseball cap asked.
"Don't worry." Zhang Junli grinned and replied, "I've already arranged a secret code with her in advance. Besides, Shengshui Middle School doesn't usually allow students to leave during this time. If someone does come out, who else could it possibly be but her?"
"That's good." The boy wearing the baseball cap had asked for a while but finally seemed somewhat relieved.
