Before entering the hall, she spotted Ning Yu standing near the entrance, looking just as nervous as she felt.
"Ning Yu?" she called out,
The petite figure spun around, her hair swishing with the movement, and broke into a grin. "Na Na!"
They hugged tightly.
"I can't believe today has finally come," Ning Yu said, pulling back slightly. "I feel like throwing up." She rubbed her chest anxiously, making Li Na chuckle.
"Don't worry, Ning Yu. If you throw up, maybe they'll just kick you out. Less stress, right?"
"I'd prefer that, honestly," Ning Yu sighed,
As they broke apart from their hug, Ning Yu turned slightly, "Huh? Isn't that Chen He and Wu Jing?"
Wu Jing was animated, his hands moving expressively as he spoke to Chen He, who stood beside him. With a playful grin, Wu Jing placed his hand on Chen He's head, as if he were about to absorb his knowledge. The gesture was lighthearted, but Chen He quickly slapped it away, rolling his eyes at him.
