"Hurry up and go, vanish while I'm in a good mood!"
Cheng Ranran, with her little backpack slung over her shoulder, waved them off disdainfully, the gesture full of bold grandeur.
Tang Shu and Ye Xiaohui exchanged a glance and quickly turned to run towards the outside of the teaching building, soon disappearing from everyone's sight.
When else to flee if not now? This little tyrant usually squeezed them for all they were worth.
Cheng Ranran: "???"
This... wasn't really necessary.
Emerging from the teaching building, the two of them walked along the Artificial Lake on campus.
Once they passed the long wooden corridor, Tang Shu looked at her.
"When are you going to intern?"
"Next week, I guess. I have to submit my work for the Art Competition first."
Indeed, Ye Xiaohui was one of the five contestants from the capital, and she had easily made it into the third round of the PK match.
