Even by the time of the Hunting team's training session on Sunday, the members of dormitory 403 were still talking about the two 'seeds' they had seen the previous day.
Especially Zheng Qing.
Ever since he bullied a certain little fox lady on the night of the opening ceremony, the young, scholarship student had been restless with worry, afraid that he might be beaten up by a group of Su Shijun admirers on campus.
Therefore, he held high hopes for that headless and tailless video clip, hoping to find a clue or two that might provide some understanding of the Qingqiu Su Family.
"What do you guys think is the meaning behind Su Daxu singing that song?"
Zheng Qing lay on a small hill, squinting at the sun in the sky which seemed slightly unreal, and asked languidly.
