Of course, as a top-tier genius girl, she would not lose her composure that badly.
After coming to her senses, Frederica—the hot-tempered redhead with twin tails—irritably scratched her head and looked at her best partner beside her. "Liesel, what do you think we should do?"
Unlike in the Light Screen footage, she did not call the girl who was Einstein in False Star "bird's nest hair." After all, while Liesel did not care much for dressing up and was a textbook science-and-engineering girl, she still kept up basic grooming.
After all, she was still a student. Though as a twenty-year-old doctoral student at the world-class British Empire University, she was practically a cheat character who crushed countless peers beneath her feet, and ought to have privileges of her own.
However, before truly graduating, she still had to deal with all kinds of basic social relationships—if nothing else, her fellow doctoral students and her advisors were a problem.
Besides, with Frederica by her side, Liesel had not yet "fallen" to the point of neglecting even basic grooming.
Well, once she fully graduated and had her own personal laboratory, she would probably cast all such trivial matters aside. By then, she might really become a disheveled bird's nest-haired mess.
The twenty-year-old genius beauty doctor Liesel thought this to herself. In response to her companion's question, she seemingly absentmindedly asked, "What do you mean, what should we do?"
Frederica immediately knew Liesel was playing dumb and snapped, "What else could it be?"
Liesel tilted her head. "Fine, but what I mean is, isn't this a good thing?"
Frederica said, "A good thing? You think this is a good thing? Shit! Do you really want me to call you bird's nest hair like I did in the Light Screen footage?"
Liesel glanced at Frederica.