With A Bird Poop On Top

"I hate her," Lina groaned as she slumped on the table. 

Shang chuckled and lifted her up using the back of her shirt. 

"The table's dirty, you know?" he asked. "And don't be too upset about it. She's still young." 

"I'm young, too," Lina said. "I definitely wasn't like that during my first year as a manager." 

"That's right," Shang said. "You were like our coach even when you were just a first-year student. Meanwhile, that Fei girl is just utterly pretty." 

"I don't know how to feel about your last statement," Lina said with narrowed eyes.

Shang chuckled and shook his head. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, she's gone now," he said.

"That actually makes it worse," Lina said. "That means that all of her banners have been distributed!" 

Lina glanced to her right and saw the Feng Arts team also packing up already.