An Xi, who had just eaten an ice cream with Yan Qing, licked hers slowly. She felt that the muttering student seemed completely relaxed while eating, and much easier to talk to.
“By the way, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m An Xi, first-year animation major.”
An Xi chatted unconsciously with the muttering student while searching for Yan Qing’s figure in the crowd. Unaware that Yan Qing was standing diagonally behind her, looking at her with a heavy gaze.
“I’m Lu Shuang. My parents hoped I’d be cheerful, but… I seem completely unable to do that.”
The muttering student, no, Lu Shuang said this, lowering his head somewhat dejectedly, “… Then, I’m a second-year finance major.”
Pfft…” Seeing Lu Shuang’s ashen face, An Qi couldn’t help but laugh, tugging on Yan Qing’s sleeve, “Senior Yan Qing, let’s… go first!”
“Mm! You’re right,” Yan Qing nodded, decisively turning around, “I just picked up some medals along the way that we can exchange for prizes.”
“Oh?! Great! Let’s go!” An Qi happily followed Yan Qing, leaving behind Lu Shuang, who was reaching out but being ignored, being dragged away by Yu Man…
Medal Prize Exchange Area.
The entire classroom was filled with various gifts, with different medal quantities allowing exchange for different prizes.
“The student council really went all out this time! All these gifts in one classroom…” An Qi clicked her tongue in admiration, pulling out the five medals she and Yan Qing won at the first venue… well, probably enough for a keychain or something…
Suddenly, a teddy bear caught An Qi’s attention… but it required thirty-six medals to exchange, and clearly, only the last one was left.
Yan Qing’s keen eyes followed An Qi’s gaze to the teddy bear, and he immediately walked over.
“Ah? Senior Yan Qing, wait for me.”
An Qi was stunned for a moment and followed.
Guarding the teddy bear was a boy in a white shirt, head down, focused on reading a book titled “Illustrated Guide to Monsters Ancient and Modern”.
“Yue Zijun,” Yan Qing spoke, pulling out a handful of medals from his pocket and throwing them on the table. An Qi was a bit dumbfounded – when did Yan Qing collect so many medals?!
“Oh! If it isn’t Yan Qingqing!”
