"Time to gather." Jiang Nian said, reaching to touch the crossbody bag at her waist.
"It might rain this afternoon, didn't you bring an umbrella?"
"Hmph, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Ningzhi grumbled, "Beibei brought it."
"Gather! Everyone, gather downstairs!" Liu Yang shouted from the podium, holding the class flag.
Everyone clamored noisily, heading downstairs.
Jiang Nian was about to leave, stuffing a bottle of water into Zhang Ningzhi's bag, "Help me carry this."
"Hey!! You!" She looked as a one-kilogram bottle of water was thrown into her bag, "Can't you carry it yourself?"
Jiang Nian pointed to the small bag carrying the DSLR, "Eleven group cameras are on my shoulder; it's already heavy enough."
"Hmph!" Zhang Ningzhi glared at him angrily, "I'll secretly throw your water away on the way."
"Then I'll drink yours."
"No way!"
Having teased his sweet deskmate away, Jiang Nian took a breath. Looking back at the classroom, only a few stragglers remained.
