When Sheng Jiaoyang returned to the dorm, she found that her seat was actually very clean, and that there was no dust at all on her desk. A sheet had even been laid on top of her bed to prevent dust from collecting on it. After she sat down, she noticed her time table smoothly laid out on her desk with her main courses specially marked.

For it to be so organised, it must be that little fan who often texted her, reminding her to rest.

She texted ‘thank you’ to Liu Lu.

Liu Lu was in class when she heard her phone vibrate. She glanced at the professor on the stage before taking out her phone, planning to take a look. However, once she took a glance, her gaze never moved away again, her eyes shining as she looked at the text. She immediately sent a reply: You...