Sheng Qiangwei was enormously excited that the club received applications less than two hours after its creation. However, she maintained a calm exterior, asking, "Are you two interested in joining the martial arts club?"
"Yes."
"Please have a seat——Actually, you'd better stand." Looking at the dust-covered chairs, Sheng Qiangwei felt somewhat embarrassed, and then asked, "Your names?"
"Xia Xin, Xia Qi."
"Your major?"
"Intelligence major."
"So, you're both in the Intelligence Navigation major?"
"Yes."
"Oh..." Sheng Qiangwei gave a soft grunt of acknowledgement, playing with her pen as if it mirrored her fast-spinning thoughts.