These past few days, Xiao Han had been attending classes quietly and going to school dutifully.
In Class Three of Senior Year 3, the classroom was packed with students clustering together in small groups, chatting away.
"What's the deal with the Hanmen Training Class anyway?"
"Didn't you hear they were planning to take the money and run?"
"Impossible. I heard they're cutting back on admissions. Right now, it's very sought after. Many people rushed to sign up but were turned away."
A group was also discussing the hottest news in LJ City. They seemed exceptionally excited and agitated. Some students who had quit were looking distressed, while those who hadn't quit appeared very excited and proud.
When Chen Zihan saw Xiao Han arrive, she smiled and greeted him, "Morning, Xiao Han."
"Morning!" Xiao Han nodded.
