The morning mist had yet to disperse, and the paulownia leaves rustled in the breeze. As Mu Qingxuan stepped onto the blue-brick path of Capital University, she saw from a distance that the newsstand was packed, surrounded by a wall of people.
Students were standing on tiptoe, necks craned, their chattering voices erupting like boiling water. Several girls with pigtails clutched the edges of newspapers, their knuckles white. A group of boys in blue cotton tunics stood huddled together, their fists clenching and unclenching with audible cracks.
Mu Qingxuan frowned. Having been caught off guard by Zhou Liyue once before because she hadn't paid attention to the papers, she now kept a close eye on news reports. Seeing the expressions and reactions of the students, she knew something major had happened.
Chapter 61