Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again! Chapter 325: The Three Male Gods of the Empire

Song Anjing stuck out her tongue, chuckling twice.

Suddenly rembered sothing: "Oh right, Xin, I wanted to report to you, the sufocatingly difficult pharmacology basic theory exam, I actually handed in my paper first today. Every question felt so familiar, like I’ve seen them all before... It’s the first ti in my life I feel like getting a 100 was easy, please knock out of it, am I dreaming, is it a dream..."

Qin Xin: "..."

Of course, or do you think the review materials I gave you were for nothing?

That was the notes personally compiled by your dean himself, if he doesn’t set questions from there, where else would he?

Song Anjing asked again: "Xinxin, how did you feel about the exam?"

Qin Xin thought about it: "It was okay, quite stable."

Song Anjing said foolishly: "Oh oh, that’s good."

Ao Xinghao glared at her.

What’s so good about that, Xin’s stability usually ans just under the passing line.

Forget it.

No more talking about this unhappy topic of exams.

There’s more to life than exams.

He cleared his throat, saying energetically: "Hey everyone, after finishing this week’s compulsory courses, let’s go watch so car racing. I got the tickets, let’s go unwind, I heard Rain God Zhou Yu will be making a coback this season, don’t you girls love watching him race?"

The international F1 Formula racing, the first race of the season is happening right here in the Imperial City today!

Zhou Yu had to withdraw last year due to an injury, breaking the empire’s winning streak.

This year, he’s drawing a lot of attention.

As expected, Song Anjing and others were the first to respond enthusiastically: "Yes yes yes!"

Hu Yi’s round face hesitated for a mont, asking Ao Xinghao cautiously: "Your ticket number is pretty far ahead, right?"

Ao Xinghao proudly: "Yes. I got the front row specially for Xin. Out of respect for Xin, bro’s giving you a seat too, but you can only sit in the back row."

Hu Yi: "..."

No, he also wanted to sit with Sister Xin, listening to her, this race enthusiast, guiding the field and critiquing the competition.

Qin Xin was deep in thought, hearing them talk about the spectator seating arrangents for the races.

She said calmly: "No need to reserve a seat for . Whoever wants the front row can have it."

Ao Xinghao was slightly taken aback: "Xin, you’re not going?"

Hu Yi got more anxious: "Sister Xin, you must go, I beg you!"

Song Anjing: "Yes, Xinxin, let’s go, there’s even a chance to get Rain God’s signature onsite, if that handso guy is willing to sign my T-shirt, I won’t wash it ever again."

Ao Xinghao sneered: "..."

Unless Xin signs my shirt, that’s the only way I wouldn’t wash it.

Others? Really worth it?

Qin Xin was a bit surprised: "Want Zhou Yu’s signature?"

Song Anjing: "Yes! Yes, the three male idols of the empire, Emperor Huo, Zhou Yu, and there’s a particularly impressive big boss... What’s his na again?"

Hu Yi chid in: "Si Moyu."

Song Anjing, resting her chin on her hand: "Is it? Ah, comrcial people I can’t rember well. Anyways, Emperor Huo and Zhou Yu are definitely male idols. Last ti, Xinxin got us Emperor Huo’s signature, this ti we’ll work hard to get Rain God’s signature... Ahh, having two male idol signatures, how impressive!"

Qin Xin: "..."

Signatures, right? Do you really have to work hard for such a small thing?

Little girls’ hobbies, she really couldn’t understand.

But it’s okay, she got it.

"You all go first. I... will decide then." Qin Xin pondered.

The matter of Zhou Yu’s injury was fishy, she surely had to stand up for her beloved apprentice, but just depending on which identity to use, she hadn’t figured it out yet.