Soft music began to play.
Jiang Zilan opened her eyes and glanced at her phone.
It was six in the morning.
Normally, at this time, she would get up to memorize some material and start her day with morning reading.
But today—
"Did something happen last night?"
She yawned and asked.
A voice quietly emerged by her ear:
"Last night was spectacular."
"Spectacular?" Jiang Zilan repeated.
"From the moment you returned to the dormitory, there were fierce battles, fugitive blockbusters, ferrying souls across the Naihe Bridge, and the Double Demons clashing in succession, tsk tsk, just like a movie," the voice said.
"Tell me about it," Jiang Zilan said.
The voice then vividly recounted the entire night's events.
While Jiang Zilan listened, she sat up in bed, first tying her hair with a headband before getting dressed and washing up.
By the time she had finished applying a light makeup and was fully ready, the story had come to an end.
