She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Little Treasure Spirit's big face.
Qiao Sang, used to it, asked sleepily:
"What time is it?"
"Xun Xun~"
Little Treasure Spirit floated to the side and called out.
Seven ten, still early… Qiao Sang turned over, just about to continue sleeping.
Then she remembered something, opened her eyes, glanced at Tingbao still asleep on the floor, sat up, got up, and went to the bathroom to start freshening up.
There are only eight days left until the competition ends; yesterday Tingbao was out competing all day, but the points accumulated during the thunderstorm were more. Today it learned thunderstorm skills, so it has to hurry out to find competitors for matches.
"Xun Xun?"
Little Treasure Spirit followed, floating into the bathroom and asked with a call.
Did Old Six learn the thunderstorm skill last night?
Last night it actually heard the commotion outside, but its phone game was at a critical moment, so it didn't go out.
