The next day.
Shengshui Middle School.
After advancing to the elimination round, the most crucial moment had arrived, but the school hadn't required Qiao Sang to return to classes during these three days of rest.
However, a message had come in from the senior year team group chat, saying that they needed to gather that afternoon.
Thinking that she also needed to meet with the vice principal to learn about Lubao's situation, Qiao Sang headed to school early in the morning.
When she reached the corridor, she found a large group of people gathered at the entrance of her classroom, all trying to get a look inside.
Qiao Sang asked the closest girl, who was tiptoeing and straining to see inside the classroom, "What are you all looking at?"
The girl replied without turning her head, "Of course, we're here to see Qiao Sang. Not sure if she's come to school today."
Qiao Sang was taken aback. "Look at me for what?"
The corridor suddenly fell quiet.
