After the homeroom teacher left, everyone continued what they were doing—some discussing the upcoming performances, others just chatting.
The noise level seemed to have dropped, yet it somehow felt even more chaotic.
Lin Zhengran and Jiang Qian were tallying up the performance sign-ups when a few girls asked curiously, "Class President, we heard the other classes are all having gatherings. Why don't we have one tonight too? We could invite the teachers to join us."
A boy chimed in, "Yeah! High school is over, and everyone else is celebrating. Do we still have any class funds left? If we do, we can use it for dinner and split the rest of the bill."
Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, Lin Zhengran smiled and nodded. "A gathering sounds good. Let me get everyone's opinion. We do have some class funds left over. I was originally planning to distribute it back to everyone, but if you all want to have a get-together, we can just use it for dinner."
The class erupted into cheers.
