5:42 PM.
Jin Feifan dragged his weary body back to the dormitory, accompanied by a dejected-looking little Qiuqiu whose head drooped like a wilted dandelion.
Upon pushing the door and entering, he immediately saw his roommate, who he hadn't seen all day, giggling stupidly at the ceiling, completely devoid of the aloof demeanor he had when they first met.
Curious, he followed his roommate's gaze and looked up.
"Aaaaahhhhh!!!"
"Qiu!!!"
...
20 minutes later.
Qiao Sang had been talking until his mouth was dry and tongue was parched.
Jin Feifan sat on the stool with a blank expression, struggling to digest the news.
"What did you guys train in after I left?" Qiao Sang asked.
Jin Feifan was still in a daze and didn't respond.
Seeing this, Qiao Sang seemed to think of something and looked up at Yaobao, who was excitedly fluttering back and forth, giving it a meaningful glance.
