The school leaders got up and left, passing by Wen Fucheng, saying congratulations.
Wen Fucheng accepted them all.
Ying Jing came down from the stage, her good friend Qingqing had already prepared warm water for her, stamping her feet in excitement.
"Ying Jing, you're amazing, really amazing. I was so pumped, I wanted to go out and do something big."
Ying Jing took the warm water and drank a few sips.
"You're such a troublemaker."
Qingqing took her phone and sent the video recording to Ying Jing.
"Lu Zishu was picked up by the Lu Family earlier, so he didn't see it. But it's okay, I had someone specially send an email to his student union's public email account. He'll definitely see it when he's handling student matters."
Ying Jing laughed at her actions.
She didn't say anything, which was like giving tacit approval.
With no classes in the afternoon, Ying Jing said goodbye, grabbed her coat, and headed out of the school, afraid that Wen Fucheng might wait for a long time.
