At eight o'clock in the morning, Ke Bing brought only a small suitcase.
She didn't have many things; the most numerous items were cosmetics and a few sets of clothes she usually wore.
Because I'm a clothing model, I sometimes need to do my own makeup when I go out to work.
Ke Bing hasn't reached the level of a professional model yet; she only takes some photoshoots for online stores, and the salary is decent enough for her to live on.
There is even a considerable surplus that can be accumulated.
The head of the teaching department has made it clear many times that we must prepare as little as possible. Bringing too much is useless when we get there; we might not even need our cosmetics.
But for girls, there are some things they absolutely must take.
When she arrived at the school, she saw a special car at the school gate. There was only one bus, and Fu Shu was already waiting there.
Ke Bing greeted them politely and then got into the car.
After getting on the bus, she immediately spotted two girls, one on her left and one on her right.
The two were quite far apart, but they could smell the gunpowder in the air.
Ke Bing was genuinely surprised that Zhao Xuerou had also passed the test, and that she could recognize another name just by looking at her.
Luo Xiaoli is currently the campus belle of Lanjing University of Science and Technology.
As for why there was a tense atmosphere, Ke Bing thought it was because of the two of them competing for the title of school beauty on the forum.
But in reality, it was because of Jiangcheng.
Ke Bing didn't want to get involved in this mess, so she glanced at the available seats and randomly found a place to sit down.
The driver in front asked, "Is everyone here?"
There were only these people in total, and Fu Shu didn't even need to check them all; she just glanced at them briefly.
"Everyone is here."
"Alright, we'll be in Lanjing in a few hours. There will be a private jet to take you to the interior of the Federation. That's someone else's job. Keep an eye on your luggage and don't forget to take it with you when you get off the plane."
The driver gave a few brief instructions and then started the car.
On the bus.
You can hear boys laughing and talking. It's Zhu Yibai. He's chatting with another senior, wondering what the Federation will be like, and whether it will be full of high-tech equipment like in science fiction movies.
His words were full of anticipation.
Zhu Yibai is quite lively; the others are clearly not as talkative as this little boy.
Ke Bing took a sip of water, took out his earphones from his pocket, put them on, and played a soothing song. He was about to press play.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang not far from the back seat.
Luo Xiaoli glanced down at the caller ID. As expected, Jiang Cheng... was calling her!
He learned about Luo Xiaoli's selection yesterday, but the two had a cold war last night, and after saying goodnight, they didn't exchange any more messages.
She pressed the answer button, trying to keep her tone as cold as possible.
Actually... Jiang Cheng's phone call made Luo Xiaoli very happy, but she couldn't show it.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
At the same time, her voice rang clearly in the small space, reaching the ears of the other students.
Zhao Xuerou immediately turned her gaze over.
She then turned her head away, pretending to look at the wild grass flying by outside the window, but her ears were already perked up alertly.
Many people may not know about the relationship between Luo Xiaoli and Jiang Cheng, but Zhao Xuerou knew from the beginning and never forgot it.
"I'm on the bus now."
"No need, just follow the teacher. She will take us to the Federation and then return to school."
"Alright, Jiang Cheng, I'll talk to you properly when we meet."
The sudden mention of a name stunned everyone present, though their mindsets and thoughts differed.
Inside the car, even a slightly heavy breathing sound could be clearly heard from each other.
Luo Xiaoli put the phone down.
"Sure enough, she was on the phone with Jiang Cheng." Zhao Xuerou clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, and bit her lip.
When those two words came out of her mouth, it would be a lie to say I wasn't jealous.
The person you long for day and night can be seen by others easily.
How can this calm her down?
Zhao Xuerou abruptly turned her head away, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
"Jiang Cheng? Did I hear that right? Or is it someone with the same name?" Zhu Yibai asked the senior next to him, looking completely bewildered.
"I don't know either. It's probably just a coincidence of names. After all, why would a research leader randomly call a student from Lanjing? I've never heard of this person having any connection with Jiangcheng before."
Others shared the same idea.
However, Ke Bing paused for a moment as she put the earphones into her ears.
A woman's intuition made her feel a sense of unease.
Luo Xiaoli did it on purpose; she had no need to reveal the name of the person she was talking to on the phone.
This is also a way of asserting sovereignty.
Jiangcheng belongs to her.
She knew perfectly well that Ke Bing and Zhao Xuerou were potential threats, and that during their trip to the Federation, they would inevitably make contact with Jiang Cheng.
At that time, she will not only need to learn mecha knowledge well, but also fulfill her own responsibilities.
We also need to work hard to keep these two beautiful women at bay.
You should know that women are the most cunning. They can easily manipulate men by playing hard to get or by acting pitiful.
What if something goes wrong if I don't prepare in advance?
The bus is traveling on the highway.
The surrounding scenery gradually became unfamiliar, and I was getting farther and farther away from home.
The people in the car were all preoccupied with different thoughts, but on the surface they were completely calm, as if nothing was going to happen.
They were like people going to take an exam or participate in a competition together.
However, once I go to the Federation, I don't know how long it will take to return to Lanjing.
These hopeful young talents, each one exceptional, should ideally return to this road with intact limbs, sound personalities, and an enduring spirit, traveling thousands of miles and returning as youthful as ever.
How many people stand at the crossroads of fate?
Countless vehicles from all over China headed to Kyoto.
A group of people selected from around the world, filled with boundless aspirations and boundless enthusiasm.
We must go to the real battlefield.
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