*Flashback continued*

  Lihua's conviction helped Meng Ya choose her career too. While imprisoned at Fu Renshu's house, she realized that she liked to stand up for the truth.

  That's what she tried to do so desperately by telling Lihua everything. She tried to escape and fight Fu Renshu for Lihua. It wasn't just because she was her best friend. But she naturally found it averse to bear lies and deception.

  Then Lihua's decision gave her a great idea. It suited her nature and also was of great help to Lihua's PR career.

  Journalism.

  Journalism and Public Relations were closely related. Many from those fields had often interchanged their careers. They both had different ways but had the same goal of communicating with the public, telling stories and building trust. And a PR professional often needed a journalist's help for press releases and digging out the truth. The same holds vice versa for their objective.

  Hehe, this is for the best! If I become a journalist, then Lihua and I can stay connected through our careers too! Meng Ya was thrilled.

  The principal said, "But you two are suddenly changing your streams. How will you manage the subjects? Instead of taking exams next month, why don't you join the diploma course for Mass Communication? Your graduation will be delayed, but this will be more beneficial for you."

  Lihua curled her fingers and tried to smile.

  That would have been an easier option if she hadn't been pregnant. If it was just her, then she might have gone ahead with it.

  But she needed a job and money as soon as possible for her child's future. She had to start saving from now. She had no liberty to take her time in a course. Also, she understood her own limitations.

  A part-time job along with studying would have been too much to handle, and she didn't want to stress herself out in pregnancy.

  "I understand, Sir. But I have my own situation……I really cannot afford to opt for a course now. But Yaya can-"

  Meng Ya glared at her. "Don't think anything stupid. We will be doing this together. At this point, I also don't want to waste my time in a course."

  But there was a small problem.

  "Alright," the principal agreed, "If that's what you two want. However, one month is too little time. If you change your mind, then let me know."

  They nodded.

  The principal took out a booklet and passed it over to them. "This is the pamphlet for Mass Communication. Everything related to Public Relations and Journalism is neatly explained. What are the subjects, and where you can find the previous question papers."

  They took a glance over the subjects. One such subject made their brow heavily twitch.

  Lihua nervously asked, "Sir. Why is there Math included in the subjects list? I thought Mass Communication doesn't need that dreaded subject."

  The principal burst into laughter, seeing their heartbroken and defeated expressions.

  "Indeed, that was true before. Mass Communications didn't have Math subject. But recently, the Education board decided that Math must also be included. You think that it is not required, but actually, it is. Like MRP analysis, Market analysis, statistical analysis, you need to study all kinds of data and numbers. You need to know about trends, and math is required. So a little bit of Math is important, haha."

  The atmosphere turned gloomy.

  Meng Ya asked, "Can we opt out-"

  "Nope," The principal cruelly poured cold water over their hopes.

  Her mouth twitched.

  You could have at least let me complete my question…


  Which brings us to the present situation.

  Meng Ya sobbed. "Lihua. How are we going to face Math? The last time I remember, I was barely saved from a failing grade because of grace marks!"

  Lihua had an even gloomier expression. "At least, you somehow passed. Yaya, I had failed in Math. I had to give the repeat exam again," she clutched her head in panic as if the world had ended. "I am confident that I will do good in all the other subjects, but Math……Math will never let me be able to get my degree!"

  The professor stepped in, and the class turned silent. At first, the juniors were curious about Lihua and Meng Ya, but it was common to drop out of years and rejoin later, so they didn't pay much attention later.

  Professor Lu cleared his throat. "Attention. Let's begin our class."

  The classroom's backdoor opened, and a figure stepped in. Everybody's heads turned towards the man, wearing a white shirt and jeans. His hair was slightly messed up, and his facial features were sharp and cold. He had an above-average look, but everybody still felt his presence as if a King was here.

  Murmurs ensued.

  "Who is that new guy?"

  "I don't know. Never saw him before."

  "Is he also joining like the other two students?"

  "He looks handsome, but his expression is so cold…"

  "An ice beauty," one giggled.

  The man's gaze traveled along the class and immediately settled at a particular person. It beamed in delight, and he instinctively walked in.

  "*Ahem!*"

  Another voice sounded behind him, and he stiffened. Another man of a similar height joined him, and he carefully signaled him.

  Boss, please! Don't approach Madam out of nowhere, or she will catch you!

  Wei, disguised as a college student, pursed his lips. He seemed to ignore Fu Renshu, who also had dressed up as a twenty-two years old student.

  He inwardly sobbed.

  Why are you angry at me? I am trying to save you here.

  The professor gulped and shivered.

  H-Here they are!

  Fu Renshu dragged Wei on a back bench seat. Lihua and Meng Ya were seated one row after them.

  Meng Ya giggled. "Lihua, we are in luck. We have such handsome juniors."

  Somehow, Lihua couldn't tear her gaze away from the man who first entered. His face was different, but she still felt an air of similarity as if she had already met him before.

  "……Yeah."

  Why did I think for a moment as if Wei was here?