Under the watchful eyes of Chen Tianming, Bai Bufan, and Lin Li, they found themselves on an unfamiliar floor.
The hallway was sparsely populated with familiar faces.
The four stood out, tall for first-year high schoolers, combined with a somewhat sneaky aura that caught people's attention.
"They're all looking at us. Do you think in their eyes we're like F4 from 'Meteor Garden'? If so, I want to be Douming Temple!" Zhou Baowei whispered.
When both Lin Li and Bai Bufan turned their gaze toward him, Zhou Baowei immediately raised his hands in surrender, "Sorry, pretend I didn't say anything. Please don't scold me, you two."
He sure knew when to back down.
"Wait, I——" After walking a few steps, Lin Li turned to share his plan with the three, only to see them synchronized to a halt a few meters away at the corridor corner, as if some barrier prevented them from proceeding further.
"Good luck."
Chen Tianming, both nervous and excited, cheered Lin Li on.
