The girl stared at the unfamiliar landline number on her phone screen, thinking it was a prank call or something. When she answered, she was startled by the machine-like, emotionless voice on the other end.
"Is this Gu Xiaoer?"
"Hello, yes, I am Gu Xiaoer. May I know who's calling?"
"I'm from the base office. You've registered for this year's competition. This is to inform you to bring your valid ID to the base office tomorrow morning for identity verification."
Base office?
Registered for the competition?
Identity verification?
Several pieces of information popped into Gu Xiaoer's mind instantly. She didn't even have time to process them and reflexively asked, "Uh, excuse me, you must be mistaken. I haven't registered for any competition!"
Her words immediately caught the attention of those around her, especially Qin Zhengrong, whose eyes almost popped out as he stared intently at Gu Xiaoer's phone, very interested.
