At the airport in City B, Wang Lei, dressed casually with a backpack slung over his shoulder, slowly exited the terminal. He found a car and made his way to the University of Finance and Economics, his destination. Soon, the imposing sight of the university's main building came into view. The University of Finance and Economics in City B was far more impressive than any third-rate university.
Even at the entrance, students could be seen engrossed in reading or discussing academic topics. This academic atmosphere gave Wang Lei a sense of comfort—after all, Zhang Lingling studied here.
Suddenly, the sound of a bell echoed through the air, and nearby students erupted with excitement.
"The speech is starting!" one of them exclaimed.
"Yes, the most talented woman at our university is about to speak!"
"Do you mean the Lotus girl? She’s ranked second on the campus beauty list!"
"Yeah, she’s pure and innocent. But Young Master Huang has been chasing her for a while now."