Monday, the sky was clear and boundless.
In the library of Imperial University, Lu Fengxuan sat quietly in a corner, gnawing on a dry and difficult specialized book.
The exams were just a few days away, and she had fallen quite behind on her coursework, necessitating a hard grind these next few days.
Behind two rows of bookshelves, several girls were whispering to one another.
"Hey, did you guys see the news? 'Prince Huachi,' who became famous in the comic world three years ago, is having their debut work turned into a movie. They say that Lu, the school beauty, is going to play the female lead herself as in her own creation."
"Play herself? You can't mean that Lu Sirong is the so-called Prince Huachi? I have a friend in the acting department, and I never heard that Lu Sirong could draw."
"!"
The pen in Lu Fengxuan's hand paused, leaving an ugly little black dot on the notebook.
She blinked her eyes and continued taking notes without a hint of disturbance.
