Squeak...
The heavy hall doors were pushed open, and the master's figure disappeared inside.
"Awooo!"
The master went to work, and Little Flower Arm continued its job, picking up the little shovel to keep checking each Purple Bellflower.
...
Bang!
The office door of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class closed.
The students immediately started buzzing, whispering and chatting.
"Didn't they say the internship was over? Why are we called back again?"
"I heard today is the project's big showdown, maybe they need us to help a bit."
"Oh."
"Is there a celebration dinner after this big showdown?"
"For such a high-end project, the celebration dinner shouldn't be low-standard, right?"
"Golden Emperor Hotel? Hehehehe."
Fang Yuan sat alone in the corner, holding her phone, sending a message to Zhang Jian.
[I'm so annoyed, I'm in this Immortal Grass Experimental Class and I know no one!]
Zhang Jian replied instantly.
[Where did Bai Mo go? What about Wu Qingyun?]
