Zhu Jiaren waved her hand dismissively, momentarily lacking spirit, "We've already added each other, just start a group chat."
Tang Ming created the study group chat.
On the right.
Ren Wanxuan's group of four was together, discussing where to go for dinner that night.
Their voices weren't loud, but they stood out in the silent auditorium.
Zhu Jiaren looked at their group with some envy, then whispered, "They're going to the Wanhe Building for dinner, you know, it's membership-only."
Tang Ming nodded, his voice low, "Aside from those from Class Eight, no one else has probably been there, right?"
Neither Ning Xiao nor Bai Lian said a word.
No response.
Zhu Jiaren observed the two, a silent and gloomy top student and a barely passing student, seemingly from very average family backgrounds, probably never having heard of the Wanhe Building.
She understood, yet it made her feel all the more disheartened.
