Qiao Nian raised her eyes and searched among the group of teachers, but she didn't see anyone who was like the one she was looking for.
She put her hands in her pockets, the tails of her eyes hanging down leisurely. In a relaxed tone, she said, "The Chinese Medicine Faculty."
What?
Liang Lu's complexion became extremely difficult to look at. She held the student files tightly and was about to smash the A4 papers into a ball of waste paper without even noticing as she stared at the girl in the center, wanting to crush her like a cockroach.
"Which department do you want to study in?" Cheng Wu's expression was also bad. He squinted and reminded her solemnly. "Student Qiao Nian, I believe you already knew about Qing University before coming. Choosing a major is a lifetime thing, you have to choose carefully!"
