The next morning, Lin Baici finished his morning run, took a cold shower, skipped breakfast, and with the snacks prepared by Wang Fang, drove to Haijing Polytechnic.
When he arrived, it was 8:40.
There was still some time before the meetup, and Lin Baici felt it was inappropriate to park his car in front of the school gate, so he found a spot by the roadside to park temporarily and then walked to Heytea thirty meters across the street to buy seven cups of milk tea.
The girls almost all love this stuff.
The sugar intake can lift one's mood, and with a small gift of milk tea, the gathering would have a nice start.
Ding dong!
It was a WeChat message.
Yan Yan in summer: Where are you? We are here!
Lin Baici typed back: Hold on, I'm coming!
When Lin Baici showed up at the school gate with seven cups of milk tea in hand, the girls enthusiastically greeted him before he even got close.
"Wow, you're the best, class monitor!"
