Three thousand students lined up neatly, all gazing at the small figure on the stage.
Xue Yuantong, dressed in a pink cotton jacket, skillfully adjusted the microphone, and took a deep breath.
She feared crowds, yet dared to speak in front of thousands, a very contradictory state.
She scanned the dense crowd below and easily spotted Jiang Ning in the formation of Class 8: 'Hmph, annoying Jiang Ning, now you see my status!'
The crowd continued to stir, emitting a fragmented buzz.
Chen Siyu sighed: "She stands so high, such a tiny figure."
Xin Youling looked at the petite figure with admiration in her eyes: "But her grades are really good!"
Bai Yuxia, who originally had a casual mindset, caught the admiration in Xin Youling's eyes and was momentarily dazed.
After more than a year of constant companionship, Bai Yuxia now counted as Xue Yuantong's friend, accustomed to her usual playfulness.
