Dallying With Third Prince

"What our team focused on was freedom of expression." Wei Wei thought about it for a long time and finally was able to say something that she was satisfied with. After all, she still wanted to win.

Huan Ming Xiang was dumbstruck again. "Freedom of expression." In other words, they basically didn't even feel things out and already planned to face those students from the Good Compound tomorrow?

"Can you guys really win?" The old man helplessly propped his forehead. It's not that he didn't believe in this girl, it's the other two people, whose identities he's unclear about.

This time, Wei Wei replied forcefully. "We're going to win!"

"You have such confidence?" The old man cracked up. Ordinarily, this girl had always been low-key. Saying these words this time, he supposed there's something up their sleeves.

Wei Wei beamed and nodded. "Our team's special."

"How're you guys special?" Huan Ming Xuan's curiosity's been aroused.