Li Ao secretly sniffed Han Miao's hair and didn't realize that he looked like a fool. At this moment, the dean's voice sounded on the radio. "Everyone, quiet down!"
Li Ao was instantly jolted awake by the director's shout. He realized that he had secretly pulled a strand of Han Miao's hair onto the tip of his finger. Like touching a piece of flint, he quickly threw away the hair in his hand.
Li Ao looked at the neck peeking out of Han Miao's sweater. His eyes flickered as he secretly pinched his leg.
"Raise the national flag!"
"Since the national anthem!"
When the prelude of the national anthem sounded, everyone felt their scalps tingle and their bodies tremble.
Han Miao instinctively stood up straight and raised her right hand to salute the flag.
