It was late by the time they finished recording the song.
Jiang Xueli's singing ability gave everyone high hopes for next year's town competition. They felt the studio might just be able to make a name for itself.
Jiang Xueli walked home with Lin Zhengran, her hands clasped behind her back.
It gets dark quickly in the winter. The passing cars on the street were the only things keeping the area from being completely silent.
"Big dummy, I heard that girls have a huge growth spurt in high school. Do you think I'll get really tall? Even taller than you?!"
Lin Zhengran glanced at Jiang Xueli's bouncing pigtails. She was a little taller than He Qing. "You're thinking too much. I'll still grow, but I doubt you'll get much taller."
"Huh? Why?! But I'm only five-foot-four! I've grown a lot over the past few years."
