Chapter 157: Roll Call Turmoil (9)

Who would have guessed something like this would happen in the afternoon.

At first, it was just that Windsor Myres found the shirt too expensive and didn’t want to accept it.

But now, she was utterly fed up.

Her face looked worse than ever before, with her sharp, handsome features carrying an unusual coldness and indifference. Her piercing gaze was somewhat irresistibly charming to the girls.

Windsor Myres insisted on living a vibrant and unrestrained life.

Camden River was strikingly handsome, with an aloof and indifferent demeanor that was very alluring.

She originally just wanted to have some fun.

At this moment, amidst the lively crowd, she looked at his indifferent profile and genuinely felt moved.

For the first time in her life, a man had embarrassed her like this.

"Camden River." Windsor Myres looked at him, calling out word by word, then suddenly turned around and smiled provocatively at the hundreds of freshmen from the New Media Institute, "Take a good look. From today on, he is my Windsor Myres’ man."

Before everyone could react, she suddenly turned around, grabbed Camden River by the collar of his T-shirt, and planted a heavy kiss on his lips.

It all happened in a split second, and Camden River was too late to react.

"Have some decency, will you?" He came from a privileged background and was well-mannered, never having encountered such a shameless girl. Windsor Myres had completely overturned his understanding of the world, causing him to lose his usual composure and push her to the ground.

Windsor Myres was wearing high heels, and her bare calf scraped against the concrete ground, causing it to bleed.

Camden River was momentarily stunned, wiped his lips furiously, and walked away.

"Uh, no roll call now, huh!"

The students nearby thought he was too angry to think straight and quickly reminded him.

Camden River didn’t look back.

Everyone watching turned their attention to Windsor Myres again.

She propped herself up with one hand on the ground, squinting her beautiful eyes in the direction Camden River left, and smirked.

She turned her head and reached out to a boy closest to her, "Hey handsome, give me a hand."

The boy reflexively helped her up.

As she stood up, the girls around exchanged glances.

Feeling a lot of pressure.

"Class Seven, New Media Class Seven, come over here for roll call!" A loud male voice suddenly echoed through the microphone, and the crowd parted.

Mia Ginger and her friends happened to be in Class Seven.

The guys and girls were still gasping in amazement when they saw Windsor Myres join their group.

The male counselor in his thirties gave her an extra glance.

"Tongtong?"

Mia Ginger nudged Tong Tong, who had been in a daze.

The latter seemed to wake up from a dream, glanced at her, then suddenly turned and ran in the direction Camden River had left.

"Hey, that girl!" the guy helping the counselor with the names shouted.

"Her stomach hurts," Mia Ginger raised her right hand, reluctantly explaining, "... She went to the restroom."

The guy had been paying attention to her, hesitated upon seeing her apologetic expression, and asked, "What’s her name?"

"Tong Tong, with the surname Tong from childhood, and Tong from paulownia."

The guy glanced at the counselor.

The counselor’s gaze landed on Mia Ginger, and he raised an eyebrow, "What’s your name?"

"Mia Ginger," Mia Ginger hesitated briefly, "Mia from ginger, and Ginger from ginger blossom."

"Oh." The counselor nodded, "Then be the acting class monitor, handle the girls’ matters during military training."

Mia Ginger: "..."

"Is that okay?" Wren King beside her was utterly stunned, muttering under her breath.

This counselor is way too casual!

Mia Ginger was speechless too.

After the roll call, she was forced to exchange phone numbers with the guy who helped with the names earlier.

"Roy Anders, with the surname from poplar, and the name from sunlight." The guy said warmly, watching her type his name, before adding after a brief thought, "Why not save the counselor’s number too, you might need it."

"Mm."

"Alexander Miller, with the surname from bow, and the name from stone trio."

"Done." Mia Ginger breathed a sigh of relief, turning around to find her dorm mates had already left.

Tong Tong went to find Camden River, Windsor Myres was used to being alone, and the remaining three, seeing she was occupied, left one after another.

What about the dinner plan?

Mia Ginger felt a bit depressed and sighed.

"It’s seven o’clock," Roy Anders looked at her and suggested, "how about grabbing a bite? My sister goes to this school too, I’ve been here a few times and know a few good restaurants by the entrance."

"No need.

"We..."

"Sorry, gotta take a call." Mia Ginger picked up her vibrating phone, moved aside, and answered with a "hello."

Koa Jackson called her name.

"Brother Jackson?" Mia Ginger was hurriedly answering the call when she realized it was him, instantly lowering her voice.

"At school?" Koa Jackson’s voice was slightly hoarse as he inquired.

"Yeah."

"Are you free?" he asked again.

"Yeah, just finished the roll call." Mia Ginger replied.

"Then come out for a moment, I’m at the main gate of your school."

"Ah... okay." Mia Ginger quickly agreed, ending the call.

She smiled apologetically at Roy Anders, "My brother came to see me, I have to go first."

"Going out?" Roy Anders took a couple of steps to catch up with her and said casually, "In that case, we’re going the same way, might as well go together."

Mia Ginger had nothing more to say.