"Chang Hui, what about you?"
Xu Nianhua looked towards the only one who hadn’t expressed her stance yet, Chang Hui, as everyone else in the dorm had become quiet, leaving only Chang Hui to speak her mind.
"I, at most, have fifteen yuan," said Chang Hui timidly, which also indicated her agreement with the matter.
Thankfully, Xu Nianhua and the others had helped sell tea; otherwise, Chang Hui couldn’t even come up with fifteen yuan, let alone five.
As the tea sales increased, so did the money at home, and Chang Hui’s living allowance became a bit more generous; she was reluctant to spend the money her parents gave her and had been saving it.
"Fifteen is good, if the money’s too little, it wouldn’t be enough anyway," Ding Guo immediately took a stance.
Apart from Chang Hui, Ding Guo’s family was the next most financially challenged in the dorm.
But, this was only relative to Xu Nianhua and Fei Jiayi; compared to the average student, Ding Guo was still well off.
After all, there were others in different dorms who ate plain steamed buns every day and couldn’t even afford to have vegetables with their meals.
There was nothing that could be done about it, as Ding Guo happened to live in a dorm where everyone else was quite wealthy.
Fei Jiayi and the others certainly wouldn’t mind that five yuan; with everyone deciding to contribute fifteen yuan each, the six people together would have a total of ninety yuan.
Since they had decided to do it, everyone naturally wanted to make it the best; they exchanged ideas enthusiastically, Zhou Wanwan didn’t talk much, but she was holding a notebook, scribbling away as if seriously recording what they were saying.
The more the group discussed, the more excited they became, as if the studio was already up and making money; they were all dreaming of a bright future.
From the beginning of their freshman year, to have their own studio, even though it had not yet started making money, at this moment, every one of their faces was filled with hope for the future.
"Right, does our studio need a name?" Zhou Wanwan asked, looking at the few key points she had specifically noted down on her notebook.
Fei Jiayi touched her nose and said directly, "Candy Translation Studio?"
What she loved most were candies, and Candy Translation Studio sounded great to her.
"Fei Jiayi, our studio is for working, will people trust us with such a name?" Liao Jinling spoke up to object directly.
"What’s wrong with it? Candy Translation Studio, it’s catchy and easy to remember," Fei Jiayi thought it was quite good, and she looked expectantly at Xu Nianhua.
Xu Nianhua quietly shifted her gaze away, thinking that calling it Candy Translation Studio just felt awkward to hear.
"Jiayi, you really are the best," Fei Jiayi looked towards Ding Guo.
Ding Guo just laughed it off.
Chang Hui didn’t know how to respond when Fei Jiayi looked at her.
In the end, Fei Jiayi looked at Zhou Wanwan, who also quietly lowered her head and pretended to write in her notebook; Fei Jiayi sighed. Could it be that the name she had come up with was really unsatisfactory?
Eventually, Ding Guo and the others also proposed names, but none were particularly satisfying.
Zhou Wanwan held her pen and scribbled in her notebook, she had thought of several names, none of which satisfied her, and crossed them out with a circle; suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, and her hand moved: 302.
Zhou Wanwan held up her notebook, circling the number 302 emphatically.
"302 Translation Studio?" Xu Nianhua instantly understood the meaning Zhou Wanwan wanted to convey.
Zhou Wanwan nodded affirmatively.
"That’s good, we’re all from dorm 302," Ding Guo was the first to agree.
Fei Jiayi repeated the name several times in her mind, finding it both meaningful and easy on the tongue; finally, everyone unanimously decided to go with the name 302 Translation Studio!
The future renowned 302 Translation Studio was officially established!