Xiao Yu walked ahead, quickly reaching the registration area, where a long queue had formed. As she approached, someone in the crowd called her name, and she looked over to see her colleague Anna waving at her.
She held onto her bag strap and jogged over, slightly out of breath, "Anna, you're here so early. Why are there so many people registering this time?"
Anna was a pure-blooded Brit with golden curly hair that complemented her still youthful doll-like face, eliciting an involuntary liking. Anna stomped her foot, "Yeah, I've been here for a long time. Why did you get here so late?"
"I almost forgot." Xiao Yu scratched her head, catching a glimpse of Fu Zhengci leisurely walking toward them. Had he not reminded her, she might not have just forgotten; she might not have remembered at all.
"Last night, you even reminded me on Facebook to register. How could you forget yourself?" Anna stepped out of the queue and pulled her to the back of the line.
