Evening self-study dismissal.
A faint rumble of thunder was heard from afar, a humid scent filled the air, and everyone knew a heavy rain was imminent.
Yet the raindrops were slow to fall.
Xin Youling stood at the corridor, looking up at the sky.
The already dim sky became even more overcast, with no sign of the moon and stars.
She handed Zhang Chi 50 yuan, instructing him to keep a close eye on Shang Caiwei.
Regardless of personality, she was quite confident in Zhang Chi's abilities.
She learned from several classmates that Zhang Chi was the former sports committee member of class 8, with excellent physical fitness, practically a "quasi-sports student," one of the strongest in the class.
Xin Youling sighed inwardly. In terms of class powerhouses, Jiang Ning was the talent she most recognized, but unfortunately, as class monitor, she couldn't command him.
