"Hotpot with lamb? No way, no way!" Yingtao quickly waved her hands, saying, "If I eat hotpot with lamb, wouldn't all my half-month's workout go to waste?"
"We're definitely going!" Zhao Yang, holding Yingtao by the arm, was about to leave when he realized the girl with glasses and Bao'er were still standing there. Pointing to his broken lip, he made an exaggerated expression and said, "Look how pitiful you've made me. Can you at least join me for a meal?"
The two girls opposite him—one had thrown a "sanitary pad" at Zhao Yang and the other had slammed her thermos into his face, leaving Zhao Yang in a sorry state. Hearing his words, they couldn't help laughing and readily agreed, "Alright then."
It takes about six or seven minutes to walk from the girls' dormitory to the school entrance. A group of six people walking on campus attracted quite a bit of attention.
