A group of more than ten girls headed downstairs in a lively procession.
Xu Zhi and Wang Shuai followed behind them. Xu Zhi stealthily nudged Wang Shuai's arm and teased with a grin, "Hey, handsome guy, some of these girls are pretty cute. You don't have a girlfriend yet, so seize the opportunity tonight."
"Heh, Daxia University really lives up to its reputation as a teachers' college. The quality of the girls is much better than at our two schools."
Wang Shuai gazed at the group of dolled-up, glamorous girls, his heart suddenly beginning to race. His own school was a science and technology university, and in his class of forty-two students, only six were girls. They were all quite plain—nothing compared to the more than ten girls in front of him now.
Wang Shuai's gaze fell on Zhong Tingyue in the crowd, and he asked curiously, "Dazhi, that gorgeous girl in the black stockings… she's Yuan's other girlfriend, right?"
