At this moment, Tang Siwen, feeling dizzy, twisted open her water bottle and took a few sips, which made her feel a bit better. Then, she gave Xia Xinyu a somewhat feeble okay gesture to indicate that she was still holding up.
In reality, not so well…
The seat she disliked most was this kind of tourist coach bus seat.
The smell in the bus was nauseating. The rubber and fabric seats also made her inexplicably uncomfortable. Even the blue curtains seemed a bit vomit-inducing…
And this bus ride was still going to last two more hours, sigh…
It must be said, poor Bun Lord.
Hope it doesn't affect her exam performance.
"Classmate, which class are you from?" Suddenly, a girl came over, squatted down next to Xia Xinyu, and asked curiously.
Xia Xinyu was startled, glanced at Chen Yuan, then responded with an awkward smile, "Class 18."
"Class 18?" The girl was somewhat surprised. How come Class 18 had three spots? Bottom-tier parallel classes should only have two spots, right?
