Zuo Qingluan looked down at the crowd.
Many people were thrilled.
There were 5,000 students in total from the five classes, and nearly everyone who came to the assembly was looking at Zuo Qingluan.
Less than 100 students of Class A were here today because most of them were away on assignments. They were all looking forward to the opportunity.
Apart from being the sacred lady of Firmament Palace and the current deputy chief of the academy, Zuo Qingluan also had an important friend.
The crown prince.
That was what Class A believed.
Yang Jianqing thought, "She'll pick me, right? Of all the people here, I have the highest ranking."
Ji Rongsha thought, "This is my only chance to get close to His Royal Highness. If I can jump on Zuo Qingluan's wagon, I'll have a chance to become His Royal Highness's concubine! Please pick me!" Her eyes sparkled.
And there were many more students who had similar thoughts.
