It took me a while to realize what was happening, so I took out my phone and wrote down the phone number.
Others who reacted quickly also took out their phones to save the numbers.
Ji Siyuan's phone number was exposed in public.
If not now, when?
Some quick-handed students, after saving the contact information, even posted the phone number that Chi Chan had given them on the college's confession wall.
"Ji Siyuan's contact information: 188********, save it now, guaranteed authentic!"
The college's confession wall wasn't just for the students attending the party tonight; it also included upperclassmen, medical students from non-eight-year programs, and students from other colleges who snuck in to slack off. In short, the crowd was enormous.
Right after I posted it, someone commented below: "This must be a lie! So many people have tried and failed to get Ji Siyuan's contact information."
I do know Ji Siyuan's WeChat account, but it only exists in class and grade groups, and he has set it to prevent others from adding him.
There are also bold and unconventional female medical students who would directly tag Ji Siyuan in the group chat, but Ji Siyuan never responded.
Over time, all the medical students came to know that a rare beauty had emerged in this year's medical school graduating class.
"Upstairs, don't be so skeptical. There was a gathering at the medical school today. Ji Siyuan lost a game and someone asked for his contact information. He admitted it himself, so how could it be false?"
"Yes, he's right, I can testify to that."
"Wow, thanks for letting me know, I've saved it instantly!"
In my surprise, I didn't notice that the respondent used the phrase "admitted in person" instead of "reported in person".
Clearly, the people who were happily saving the number had no doubt about the truthfulness of Ji Siyuan's words.
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