Emerging from the tiered lecture hall, sunlight suddenly poured down from above, bathing the two girls in a warmth that emboldened their defiant spirits.
Lin Ziran flicked her long hair with a spirited flourish, "Just trashed another dog, felt great!"
Ou Lan, however, sighed, "Felt great, sure, but to just brush past our male god like that, what a pity."
Speaking of regrets, Lin Ziran was so annoyed she clenched her teeth, "Damn it, this Gu Manli, what does she want, acting like she can be the princess consort, so shameless."
Ou Lan curled her lip, "Her as a princess consort? My gosh, the ancestors of the Baili Family would be so outraged they'd crawl out of their graves to beat her up!"
Lin Ziran, "Let's drop it, what should we do next?"
"Weren't we agreed on joining the comic competition at Yinghua University together? Come on, let's go register."
"Sure."
So, the two girls went together to sign up at the comic competition registration desk.
