At the hospital entrance.

The ground was wet, speckled with a few tender green leaves from the most common shrub in the green belt—likely euonymus.

The moist air was tinged with a faint scent of disinfectant.

Two young people had just emerged.

Brother Nan carefully pocketed her wisdom tooth, hiding it from Zhou Li, whose curiosity left him speechless at her reluctance.

The two stopped at the entrance. Fine rain was drizzling outside, so Zhou Li opened an umbrella. Luckily, they had driven.

"Do you think they still have military training today?" Brother Nan's speech was somewhat unclear.

"Probably."

"I guess so. If the rain gets heavier, they might get a day off," Brother Nan said, looking up at the sky with a troubled expression. "This weather is a bit unfair to them. It should be sunny every day to give them the proper training effect."

"You can hardly speak clearly, yet you're still talking so much."

"Let's go!"

Brother Nan led the way out, stepping into the rain and quickly walking toward the parked car.

She put her hands in her hoodie pocket, clutching her wisdom tooth. "When I was a kid, my mom told me that if you lose a tooth, you should throw upper ones under the bed and lower ones on the roof tiles so they grow in well."

"Huai Xu told me the same thing."

"Did you do it?"

"No." Zhou Li's expression was impassive. "I thought it was a bit idiotic."

"What's idiotic about it?" Brother Nan frowned immediately. "I did that when I was a kid. Look at my teeth—they grew in so neatly!"

"I didn't, and mine are very neat too."

"..."

"Well, you can throw yours then," Zhou Li said, not arguing with her.

"..." A hint of embarrassment flickered across Brother Nan's face. "After they were pulled, I couldn't tell which was an upper tooth and which was a lower one."

"Then what will you do? They'll grow in crooked."

"Idiot!"

Brother Nan shot him a glare. "That only works for children who are still losing their baby teeth. Mine were all replaced long ago. These wisdom teeth won't grow back after being pulled."

Zhou Li shrugged.

They got into the car.

Brother Nan flipped down the vanity mirror, squinted, and smiled. "Quick, look at me. I look like I've just sneakily eaten sugar."

She quickly glanced at Zhou Li. "Your head is covered in 'sugar' too!"

"..."

Zhou Li simply raised his hand and waved it over his head, brushing off the raindrops from his hair, ignoring this childish girl.

Brother Nan didn't seem to mind.

She pulled down her mask again, looked at her face in the mirror, and said, "My face seems swollen…"

"Where is it swollen?"

"Look!"

"Not really," Zhou Li said blandly. "It's not as big as Baozi's gets."

"Her swelling looks cute, but mine doesn't when it swells," Brother Nan mumbled, her words indistinct. She turned her face left and right, scrutinizing herself in the mirror. Her brow furrowed more deeply, a touch of frustration welling up. "Why aren't you swollen?"

"You look cute too," Zhou Li paused, "even though only half your face is swollen."

"Why aren't you swollen?"

"Don't know."

"I'm going to make your face swell up too!" Brother Nan declared after a moment's thought.

"..."

Suddenly, she wasn't so cute anymore, Zhou Li thought.

He considered for a moment, then said with concern, "You only had one side done this time. I told you to have both sides done, but you refused. See, now you'll have to come back again. After that, you'll swell up once more—that's double the annoyance."

"How would I eat if I had both sides done?"

"Drink porridge."

"You know..." Brother Nan turned her head, looking at him with incomprehension. "How come I never realized you were so mean before?"

"Too late."

"HUMPH!" Brother Nan turned her head away. "Drive! To Zhou Qianqian's place!"

"Oh."

On the way, Zhou Li spotted a Chen Duoduo Herbal Jelly House. He had taken a liking to this milk tea shop recently, so he stopped and bought three cups. Having Zhou Qianqian as their club advisor was undoubtedly a risk, so bringing her some milk tea as a small gesture might cheer her up.

Unfortunately, this shop wasn't at the school or in the university town, probably because the prices were a bit steep for students.

Zhou Li usually had Huai Xu fetch him takeout.

「Half an hour later.」

Zhou Qianqian sipped her milk tea. "What the heck did you write in that trial operation report, Zhou Li? Did you get an elementary schooler to ghostwrite it again?"

Zhou Li quickly looked around to make sure the Old Monster wasn't there before breathing a sigh of relief.

Then he lowered his voice and reminded her, "Sister Qian, this is an office..."

"Serves you right for trying to fool me!"

"Don't sweat the details."

"How can you call those 'details'? The whole thing is trash!" Zhou Qianqian took another sip of her milk tea. "If you were going to half-ass it, you could have at least copied something from online! That load of nonsense is just too much!"

"Is it really that bad?" Brother Nan couldn't help but laugh.

"My elementary-school nephew writes better than that!" Zhou Qianqian exclaimed. "Ask that kid who his teacher is! How on earth do they teach?"

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!" Zhou Li hurriedly cut her off. That's a topic best avoided! "Let's talk about club recruitment instead!"

"Considering this milk tea and the fact that you two carried me to two 'chicken dinner' victories last night, I'll let it slide. If the higher-ups randomly decide to check, I'd still have to cover for you." Zhou Qianqian rolled her eyes. "I'll send you the application forms for club recruitment. You guys print them out. I've already registered for the recruitment tents; the student union will set them up uniformly. You'll have to sort out tables and chairs yourselves; you can bring some from your dorm. It would be best to make a promotional poster too; otherwise, I'm afraid you won't attract anyone."

"What a hassle," Zhou Li muttered, though he was secretly glad. At least she didn't pick on Teacher Huai Xu in the game last night.

"What about our... things?" Brother Nan asked again.

"They're ready."

Zhou Qianqian pulled several work badges from a drawer and placed them on the table, then asked quizzically, "This Vice President Huai Xu is...?"

"Never mind that."

Brother Nan happily picked up the work badges and examined them.

The badges were uniformly produced by the school's club administration office. They were freshly made and still reeked of plastic.

The first one was hers.

The badge design was quite attractive; the color scheme was bright and eye-catching, with a sharp contrast. It displayed "Probability Society" in large characters. Below that was her advertisement-quality ID photo—taken for free by Baozi—along with her name, student ID, and club position.

The words "Club President" were the most prominent.

Then came Zhou Li's and Vice President Huai's.

Next were the badges for Cotton Swab and Baozi, two of the club's three committee members. They had even made one for Tuanzi, printed with her photo.

Zhou Qianqian said exasperatedly, "Are you two nuts, making one for a cat? Do you have any idea the looks I got from the staff when I went to get these made?"

Brother Nan just giggled foolishly and asked, "So where will our recruitment spot be?"

"You'll have to grab one yourselves."

"Grab?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Qianqian nodded. "It's like that every year. There are enough tents to go around, but some spots are better than others. If you want a good spot, send someone early with a table and chairs to claim it. If others see there's furniture inside, they won't try to take that spot."

"It's like fighting for parking spots!"

"They usually set up the tents the night before, so keep an eye out," Zhou Qianqian added as a tip.

"Got it!"

"By the way, do you guys play table tennis?" Zhou Qianqian sighed. "Weekends are so boring. I want to find someone to play ping pong with, but I can't find anyone."

"Don't you usually play with other teachers?" Zhou Li glanced sideways at her. "And the dean and the principal?"

"They haven't been playing with me much recently." Zhou Qianqian pondered the reason for a moment. It's probably because they're too unskilled, and I always thrash them.

"I don't know how," Zhou Li said.

"I don't want to play with you either," said Brother Nan.

"..."

They chatted in the office for a while longer. Since it was the weekend, only Zhou Qianqian was there. When another teacher from the Educational Affairs Office walked in, Zhou Li and Brother Nan said their goodbyes to Zhou Qianqian and left.

Next came the preparations for recruitment.

Brother Nan assigned the poster design to Officer Bao and ordered Vice President Zhou and Vice President Huai to secure a prime location—the C spot. She was also planning to have Cotton Swab wear their most expensive Hanfu and JK uniforms to stand in front of the tent and attract people. She had even prepared a duty roster.

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