Seeing that Qiao Xi had left, Lu Muxue entered the office. She was a transfer student but because she was the daughter of the Lu family, coupled with her generosity and good looks, everyone was very friendly to her. Moreover, they heard that she had been learning calligraphy for more than 10 years. She would definitely be able to obtain a ranking if she participated in the calligraphy competition on campus.
Lu Muxue also knew the judges for this competition, Mr. Yi and Mr. Shang, so everyone thought highly of her. When the head of the painting and calligraphy department saw her coming, he greeted her warmly, "Junior Lu."
Lu Muxue smiled in response, then she looked around. "There are so many works!"
"Junior Lu, what's the matter?" the department head asked.
Lu Muxue hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm here to submit my work. Where's the section for the design department? I'll submit it myself. You're already very busy, so how can I trouble you?"
