Chapter 331: Chapter 331 What a Coincidence

“It’s okay to find out now; it’s not too late.” Luo Mengmeng had expected that he wouldn’t know, so she wasn’t surprised at all and continued, “The club president said that on Friday, all the freshmen members should gather at the drama club to discuss the rehearsal for the play.”

“All right.”

Gu Zhihan nodded.

After fetching their bikes, they went home together.

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday.

When Luo Mengmeng, Tong Mo, and Lu Zichen arrived at the drama club, there were already eight or nine other people there.

The drama club was not a popular club, so there weren’t that many participants.

There were only about thirteen or fourteen freshmen in total.

Yet, among those few, over half were people Luo Mengmeng knew.

For example, Gu Zhihan, Tong Mo, Lu Zichen, Jiang Yibai, and Xu Wenting…

Seeing them arrive, Jiang Yibai immediately got up from his chair, greeted them, and pretended to be surprised, “Luo Mengmeng, you guys joined the drama club too? What a coincidence!”

“Yeah, such a coincidence…” Luo Mengmeng was also surprised when she saw him, revealing a smile.

Gu Zhihan caught a glimpse of her smiling so pleasantly at another guy and instantly felt somewhat annoyed, quickening his pace to her, tapped her head, and huffed with jealousy, “What’s so coincidental? Haven’t you ever heard the saying, ‘Most coincidences in this world are orchestrated?'”

His words were laden with sarcasm.

Luo Mengmeng looked at him blankly, unsure of what he meant.

But Jiang Yibai understood very clearly; he was being sarcastic toward him.

Indeed, what coincidence? It was just that he had arranged it intentionally.

After all, she was in the drama club!

“Okay, okay, let’s not idle chat anymore. Since everyone is here, let’s discuss the rehearsal schedule with the president,” Xu Wenting intervened smoothly, her long hair flowing and voice gentle.

She faced Luo Mengmeng without a hint of embarrassment, as if the incident where she reported Luo Mengmeng and her uncle having an affair during military training had never happened.

The composure made Luo Mengmeng involuntarily think of the cleverly scheming consorts from palace dramas.

After Xu Wenting finished speaking, she looked toward the president, “Cousin, what play are we going to do this year?”

The president, a junior student, appeared rather valiant and was Xu Wenting’s actual cousin.

As if she had already prepared for this question, she immediately said, “We’ll perform the script you handed me.”

“Okay, cousin,” Xu Wenting replied with joy and quickly distributed the script to Mengmeng and others.

“Take a look at the script; feel free to raise any concerns or ideas you may have.”

She flicked her long hair beside her ear and looked around smilingly, occasionally giving Gu Zhihan a love-struck glance.

Luo Mengmeng suppressed the urge to gouge out her eyes, forcing herself to look down at the script.

After a cursory glance, she couldn’t help but pull a wry face.

The script was about a prince and a princess.

The princess had been captured by a witch who was intent on math problems, and the prince had to solve a series of problems to rescue the princess.

Overall, it was a cliched script with a twist of novelty.

“Does anyone have any concerns?” Seeing that most had finished looking it over, Xu Wenting spoke up again.

“Who are going to play the prince and princess?” Luo Mengmeng asked, her fair little hand closing the script as she looked up at Xu Wenting.

Xu Wenting didn’t respond, instead turning to look at the president, “Of course, the casting should be arranged by the president. Cousin, who do you think should be cast?”