April 17, Thursday.
The school anniversary was drawing ever closer.
The Tai Chi training at school had covered all twelve forms.
In the following days, students repeatedly practiced Tai Chi to refine their skills, preparing to perform in front of various leaders and distinguished alumni.
Xue Yuantong had originally planned to ask Jiang Ning for Tai Chi lessons, and then to impress everyone tremendously, but every time she came to Jiang Ning's room in the evening, she found all sorts of reasons to back out.
For instance, she had just finished taking a bath and had no energy, or she was tired from studying all day and wanted to play games to relax.
Xue Yuantong used to worry about not being able to learn Tai Chi.
Who would have expected that the day before yesterday, Shan Qingrong told her that she didn't need to participate in the practice; she was to represent the first year students and give a speech on stage.
Since then, Xue Yuantong had been on cloud nine.
