On the second day, the day of the interview, Xia Keke was even more invested than Qiao Yu.
She came down early as usual, not only bringing breakfast for Qiao Yu but also joining Qiao Xi in fretting over what Qiao Yu should wear today.
This made Qiao Yu feel quite exasperated for a while.
"Hey, do you really not have to go to military training today? Is Changjun Middle School's requirement for military training so lax?"
"My mom got me a day off, no need to go today. You boys just don't understand girls' stuff! Ah, I think this white T-shirt is a bit too big, right? It looks loose and baggy, not very spirited, and not quite formal either."
"Yeah, right, let Qiao Yu try this shirt. I think it would go well with a pair of slacks, but it seems like Qiao Yu doesn't have leather shoes."
"We can buy leather shoes next time, but this checkered shirt is just weird. The internet says it's something only programmers would wear."
