"Whew, it's a little cold today."
Only after she entered the classroom and felt the warmth of the air conditioning did Jiang Nian finally feel alive again.
It was already late December, and the weather had gotten much colder. Even in warm clothes, the cold wind sliced across her face like a knife, biting into her skin.
She sat down in her seat and asked Song Jici beside her as she unwound her scarf, "Is the school planning another event?"
When she passed the auditorium just now, she had noticed that the school seemed to have bought a lot more decorations for the surrounding buildings and trees, as if another event was in the works.
Song Jici shook his head. "I don't know either. Jincheng and the others should announce it at the class meeting in a bit, but I'm guessing it's probably the New Year's Eve Gala or something."
After all, the only holiday coming up seemed to be New Year's at the end of the month.
Jiang Nian quietly grumbled, "Pluto really has so many events."
There was basically one big event every month, and none of them were small. The school really had money to burn.
Still, they were pretty fun.
The classroom was nice and warm, and there was still some time before class. Jiang Nian propped her chin on one hand, leaning against her desk as she idly watched her classmates.
As she watched, she asked 88 in her mind:
[88, still nothing today?]
88 sighed again.
[Still nothing.]
A month had already passed since Fu Zhenzhen's suicide on Gadi Island.
At first, Jiang Nian and 88 had narrowed the range of potential hosts down to her classmates, since that would make causing trouble easiest and quickest.
But after watching for so long, they still