The bell signaling the end of morning self-study rang, and all the boarding students rushed to the cafeteria.
Since Ling Yun had already eaten breakfast, he stayed in the classroom chatting with Jiang Yingqing.
The two were talking when a classmate poked his head in. "Brother Yun, there's a stunningly beautiful senior schoolmate looking for you outside! She's a senior!"
Ling Yun stopped talking when he heard that. Jiang Yingqing's bright eyes instantly took on a trace of resentment, like a child whose candy had been snatched away. Her little mouth unconsciously puckered slightly.
Ling Yun smiled at her, then got up and walked out of the classroom.
Standing outside was, as expected, Wang Qinghe, looking dashing and spirited.
"Senior schoolmate Qinghe, did you need something?" Ling Yun asked naturally.
"Mm." Wang Qinghe nodded crisply. "Tomorrow morning, the school is arranging for a teacher to take us into the city to register for the Free Combat competition. Remember, don't eat breakfast under any circumstances. We have to be weighed before registering!"
"Got it. Thank you for coming all this way to remind me." Ling Yun sincerely thanked her. These details were indeed easy to overlook.
"It's nothing!" Wang Qinghe laughed heartily and waved. "I've said everything that needed saying. See you tomorrow, junior schoolmate Ling Yun!" She turned and left, her ponytail sweeping through the air in a crisp arc.
Ling Yun returned to the classroom. Jiang Yingqing was still standing where she had been, staring straight at him with those expressive eyes. They were practically filled with the words, "Tell me quickly."
Looking at Jiang Yingqing's eager, curious expression, Ling Yun found it somewhat amusing and did not hide anything. "Senior schoolmate Qinghe came to remind me that I'm going into the city tomorrow to register for the competition.