On the second day, Lu Qingyi first went to Wen Wanyu to finish the remaining scarf, and then went to the medical school in the afternoon.
She put the finished scarf into a boutique bag. The scarf looks a bit ugly, so Lu Qingyi took a deep breath.
Well, let it go.
"Great."
Wen Wanyu comforted Lu Qingyi for a few words. After all, it was her first time knitting. Besides, it didn't look too bad and wasn't too ugly.
"Qingyi, why are you always so timely?"
Li Xianya was slightly surprised when she saw Lu Qingyi.
The medical school's party is in a week. Each class needs to perform a program. They just selected the program and were preparing to rehearse when Lu Qingyi appeared.
Lu Qingyi: "Huh?"
"Are you interested?"
Li Xianya, who was in charge of the program, put the script in front of Lu Qingyi and asked, with a smile on her face.
