By comparison, Chen Huaying seemed like a child, unreasonably throwing away the face of National Security University students.
Sheng Ning, seeing Chen Huaying at a disadvantage, took the initiative to say, "Nurse comrade, you are still on duty, aren't you? We won't disturb you anymore."
"Are you Sheng Ning?" Song Huwen asked her directly.
"Uh? You actually know my name?" Sheng Ning feigned surprise. "I remember you didn't know me just now! I didn't realize you were joking, that's really humorous."
"Is... is that so?" Song Huwen didn't expect Sheng Ning to be so sharp-tongued; she clenched her teeth and her smiling face almost stiffened. "I just remembered, you were in the union newspaper. Everyone says the General Union Dance Troupe produces beauties, and it seems to be true."
"Yes!" Sheng Ning nodded in strong agreement.
"...You really are confident," Song Huwen didn't expect her to agree so readily, which made her unsure of what to say next.
