Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter
Chapter 890 - 888: Frostbitten Eggplants

Chapter 890: Chapter 888: Frostbitten Eggplants

But after half a day, the freshmen were still complaining incessantly.

Each of them looked like frostbitten eggplants, except Helian Qiao who remained energetic, making everyone envious.

However, Little Princess really despised the boys around her, as they all smelled of sweat. At that moment, she thought of Gu Tingyun, convinced that he wouldn’t smell bad!

Fortunately, there were fewer girls, so the showers were not crowded. She grabbed her clothes and dashed to the shower room as soon as she got back to the dorm.

The shower room was like a bathhouse with small compartments along the wall, each fitted with a showerhead that poured out hot water.

Helian Qiao casually pushed open an unoccupied compartment and began to undress and shower, even washing her hair.

Previously, it was always Gu Tingyun who had washed her clothes. Now that he wasn’t there, Little Princess didn’t want to wear clothes that were sweaty and unwashed. She simply threw them in water, hurriedly scrubbed them with soap a few times, left the shower room, wrung them out, and hung them on a rack in the hallway.

Then, Little Princess entered the dorm, lay down on her bed without even drying her hair, and fell asleep ostentatiously.

"Student Chen, if you sleep with your hair wet, you’re likely to get a headache," Wu Qianqian, who was lying on the bed next to her, kindly reminded.

Helian Qiao simply waved her hand and crisply said, "No worries, I won’t get a headache!"

She was confident in herself!

Previously, it was always Gu Tingyun who dried her hair for her and wiped off excess water with a towel, and that was the most patience Little Princess could muster.

"Alright then," Wu Qianqian said, not knowing what else to say.

The other roommates lay limp in their beds without even the strength to lift their legs.

They truly envied Helian Qiao’s good physique; despite such intense training, she still had the energy to run around.

If it weren’t for the excessive sweat today, leaving a faint smell of body odor, they would not want to move at all.

After lying motionless on their beds for a good while, they gradually got up and took their stuff to go shower.

After showering and returning, they lay weakly on their beds and, being exhausted, quickly fell into a deep sleep, while the men’s dormitory was resounding with snores.

The women’s dormitory was better; only the breathing was a bit heavy.

Otherwise, if any of them dared to snore loudly and disturb Little Princess’s sleep, Helian Qiao would personally throw them out of the dorm.

The next morning, at six o’clock, it was just beginning to get light.

Beep—

A sharp whistle pierced the sky.

Everyone was still groggy, not reacting immediately to what was happening.

"What is that noise! So annoying!"

"I haven’t even woken up yet."

"Ouch, my arms, my legs, they’re so sore and painful, like they aren’t even mine!"

...

Everyone continued to complain bitterly.

A while later, another whistle sounded.

Once everyone realized what was happening, the dormitory immediately started bustling, as they quickly got up from their beds, gathered their clothes, changed into training uniforms, and the scene became somewhat chaotic with students continuously rushing downstairs.

"Student Chen, get up, it’s time to gather!" a roommate, who was quickly getting dressed while calling out, noticed she hadn’t moved yet.

"Oh."

Helian Qiao sat up from bed with her eyes still closed, not rushing to dress but waiting for the remaining drowsiness to fade away on its own.

Since Little Princess had gone to bed early the previous night, she had slept thoroughly.

So, two minutes later, she perked up, collected her clothes from outside, got dressed, quickly washed her face, and swept out like a gust of wind.

"I’m leaving!"

"She’s too fast!"

Seeing this, her dormmates immediately quickened their pace.

The trainers were already in their neatly dressed positions in front of the group, expressionless.

The chief trainer looked even more stern, his eyes fixed on the stopwatch in his hand.