After seeing Lei Haolong off, Xu Lin went straight back to the dormitory.

Xu Lin remembered that he had to return a book tonight, so he picked up the "Zhuangzi's Discourse" and flipped through it.

With over four hundred pages, thanks to his extraordinary memory, Xu Lin memorized almost all the content in about twenty minutes. If given another twenty minutes or so, he could remember the punctuation marks too.

But that was good enough.

After all, for most people, reading through a book once only leaves a vague impression.

The class meeting time arrived quickly.

Except for the first meeting at the beginning of the school year, subsequent class meetings had no real content, just student council members taking attendance.

Xu Lin sat at the back of the classroom.

Around the time the class meeting started, Rong Xiyi walked in from the back door, her long legs striding gracefully.

Even so, quite a few people couldn't help but glance at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Tonight, Rong Xiyi wore just a short-sleeve shirt and ultra-short denim shorts, her fair and jade-like long legs swaying. No one knew if these were the best-looking legs in Finance University.

So both boys and girls couldn't resist looking at her.

After spotting Xu Lin, Rong Xiyi plopped into the seat next to him, simultaneously placing a black plastic bag filled with something on Xu Lin's lap.

Xu Lin was sitting by the aisle, with Liu Longsheng on the other side.

When Liu Longsheng saw Rong Xiyi give Xu Lin a black bag, he wondered what was inside.

He remained motionless and expressionless, though his peripheral vision couldn't help but glance towards Xu Lin.

"What's this?"

Xu Lin asked curiously, wanting to open the bag.

"Can you not open it here?"

Rong Xiyi glared at Xu Lin.

"Then I'll open it tonight!"

Xu Lin didn't mind.

But he still felt the bag's contents—a rectangular box.

Based on his years of buying underwear, he knew it was definitely underwear inside.

Liu Longsheng on the other side became even more curious.

What on earth was in that bag?

He was dying to have Xu Lin open the box right now.

On Rong Xiyi's side, she noticed the "Zhuangzi's Discourse" on Xu Lin's desk.

"What's this book?"

"It's an interpretation of 'Zhuangzi'. I borrowed it from the counselor before."

"You actually read this kind of book?"

Rong Xiyi seemed a bit disdainful, "Are you pretending to be cultured?"

She could hardly believe Xu Lin would read books.

Xu Lin gave Rong Xiyi a savvy look, "You're right!"

Rong Xiyi glared at him again.

"Let's begin the roll call!"

At that moment, a student council member who entered started calling names. Sometimes, the counselor did this, but most of the time, the student council was responsible, preventing the class assistants from slacking off. After all, some students might be vacationing nationwide, or even abroad, and occasionally don't return when vacation ends. If something happens, the school would be held accountable.

After the roll call, Xu Lin remembered Rong Xiyi had mentioned joining the student council, particularly the broadcasting department.

The student council member calling the roll tonight was precisely from the broadcasting department.

"Have you joined the student council?"

"I've passed the interview!"

"Oh."

Xu Lin realized.

Rong Xiyi rested her chin on one hand while playing with her phone, occasionally glancing at Xu Lin, hesitating to speak several times. Her expression resembled someone who wanted to borrow money but was too shy to ask.

But it was clear that Rong Xiyi wasn't intending to borrow money.

"Xu Lin..."

Finally, she mustered the courage.

"What do you want to say?"

"I... I..."

"Just spit it out already, don't beat around the bush!"

"Can you give me your mom's WeChat?"

Rong Xiyi took a deep breath, prepared for Xu Lin to refuse.

"Done."

Xu Lin thought it was something important.

"Thanks!"

Seeing Xu Lin had sent the WeChat info, Rong Xiyi wanted to cheer, if not for the ongoing class meeting.

"Don't tell my mom about my stuff. She'll nag."

"Don't worry, I don't care to talk about it!"

Rong Xiyi ignored Xu Lin and, with a deep breath, clicked to add the contact.

"What should I write as the message?"

When adding a contact, a message is usually required, though it's not mandatory.

Without a message, the person might not know who you are.

For a moment, Rong Xiyi didn't know what to write.

"I'm Rong Xiyi?"

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Rong Xiyi."

"Auntie, I'm Rong Xiyi. Can I add you as a friend?"

Rong Xiyi thought of several messages, but in her nervousness, she couldn't decide what to write.

In reality, it was a simple task, but at that moment, Rong Xiyi found it incredibly challenging.

After Xu Lin sent over Ms. Ren's contact, he paid no further attention to Rong Xiyi beside him.

During the class meeting, Xu Lin was waiting for Shang Wanjun to show up.

However, even after the meeting ended, Xu Lin hadn't seen her. Typically, Shang Wanjun, as the counselor, would always attend class meetings.

Xu Lin still needed to return the book.

He couldn't just take it back to the dormitory, right?

"Where were you?"

A minute later, Shang Wanjun replied.

"Resting in the dormitory, twisted my ankle in the afternoon."

Shang Wanjun twisted her leg while walking down the stairs that afternoon.

Actually, a short rest would be fine, Shang Wanjun wasn't that fragile.

But a senior leader at the school found out and immediately gave her a leave, saying, "Xiao Shang, just rest well tonight."

Shang Wanjun, naturally unceremonious, was resting in the dorm now.

As for that senior leader, he kept sending messages on QQ, expressing concern, so Shang Wanjun set the chat to do not disturb.

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