In the afternoon, Lou Xi and Bai Lu went to their Marxist philosophy class; upon entering the classroom, they felt something was off about the atmosphere.
Once they settled into their seats, the chatter around them seemed to grow louder, with some people directly pointing at Lou Xi with their phones.
Marxist philosophy is a large class, with students not only from their Business School but also from other schools.
Although Lou Xi is well-known as the beauty of the Business School, her fame isn't to the extent that other departments would know her.
"What's going on with them... Why are they all staring at me?" Lou Xi touched her face, finding nothing strange there. "Could it be some mischief from Zhou Zichen and the others again?"
"No idea, but it doesn't rule out that they're bored and trying to stir up trouble."
