After some communication and straightening out the strange nickname the girl with yellow hair had given him, Zhang Beixing felt a wave of mental exhaustion.
Damn, Shi University really is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons! I just set up a stall, and I still managed to stir up such a mess.
Speaking of which, that girl with yellow hair really had some guts—amid the crowd, she blurted out "selling herself" without any change in her face or skipping a beat; truly badass! She was clearly an old hand at this. Zhang Beixing even suspected that if he hadn't clarified the issue just now, he probably would have been taken away by her tonight for some intense duo gaming into the wee hours!
