The next day Han Zixin couldn't go to school as his grandfather needed him more. So, it was only An Xiulan sitting at the desk with a bored look on her face. She was looking out of the window at a pair of sparrows when the teacher was teaching.
Thankfully, the class ended soon and she was free of the torture of studying without having her desk mate and best friend by her side.
As the teacher left the class, suddenly the school corridor was filled with several students peeking at the office wing where the principal and other clerical offices were located.
"Xiuxiu, " Qiao Wei came as she wrapped an arm around An Xiulan's neck. "Do you know who has come to the office?!!"
"Umm no?" An Xiulan said in a confused tone.
Qiao Wei groaned. "You are no fun! Yang Zi! You know goddess Yang Zi! The one who has the voice of a fairy? The one who has won hundreds of awards. Can't you feel her godly aura?"
