The parrot flapped its wings, leading a group of newcomers deeper down the corridor.
It chattered nonstop as it flew.
"Everyone knows that this whole building is the school administration committee's offices," it said.
"However, there are many different offices within the building, handling different functions. If you don't ask the front desk for specific guidance, we won't be able to lead you to the right place."
"So, you guys are the front desk?" Zhang Ji Xin couldn't help but ask.
"What, you're looking down on birds?!" The parrot landed on Zheng Qing's shoulder, slightly tilting its head to give Zhang Ji Xin a sideways glance.
"That's not what he meant, but rather that the front desk should have a few students to assist you," Zheng Qing hurriedly smoothed things over.
"Hmm, you can talk!" The parrot flapped its wings, patting Zheng Qing's head while praising him manner of a seasoned veteran, "The front desk indeed has a girl to help us, she just happens to be out today."
