Xu Heng hid He Miao from view and reminded her with a blank expression, "The competition is about to start, it's better to find a seat quickly."
Xu Meng whispered into He Miao's ear, "That is Pan Yue, another professor. She seems to like my uncle!
He Miao looked over curiously and saw Pan Yue rolling her eyes at her.
She frowned but did not show any emotion. She thanked Xu Heng and went backstage to wait for the competition to start.
Xu Meng cheered her on excitedly. This competition was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Their future hangs in the balance.
Coming to the backstage, Zhou Nan immediately saw He Miao, who came in alone.
The seniors from He Miao's school did not really want to talk to her. After all, in their eyes, He Miao was just a burden.
It was ridiculous to let a student who had just transferred to the Perfumes and Fragrance major participate in the competition. They really did not know what Professor Xu Heng was thinking!
