Chapter 732: 234: That is Viola Thompson! _2
Haruna Yukawa, the little princess from Jaban Country, had a background and connections at Capital University, and was also a special admissions student. Hence, Jaban Country couldn’t allow her to fail in this survival skills assessment, no matter what.
Because of this, Mr. Putin, as a member of the university’s board, used his position to investigate who had the highest potential and most capable candidates, so they could team up with Haruna Yukawa.
Only in this way would Haruna have a better chance of victory.
Haruna Yukawa frowned slightly. No matter how unwilling she was, she had no choice but to accept Mr. Putin’s arrangement.
Although Daisy was also a special admissions student, she did not have the privileged princess status and was assigned to an ordinary four-person room.
As it happens, Daisy was arranged to be in the same dormitory as Mila and Viola Thompson.
When she entered, Mila was eating snacks Viola brought.
There was a desk by the dormitory window. The bright sunlight streamed in, and a tree branch full of small white flowers stretched in from the outside, filling the air with a faint fragrance.
The girl was sitting at the desk with an old, yellowed book in front of her. A wisp of hair slid down from her forehead, and her fair, jade-like skin appeared even more radiant against the backdrop of her hair. Even though it was just her side profile, she was breathtakingly beautiful, looking like a painting that had come to life from a classical book. She seemed unreal.
Daisy was taken aback.
At this moment, Mila noticed an extra person in the dormitory room and smiled, “Are you our new roommate?”
“I am,” Daisy came to her senses, “Hello, I’m Daisy. From Polluton Country.”
“I’m Mila from Ewik Land,” Mila said. She then looked over at Viola, “That’s Viola Thompson. She’s Sinian.”
When her name was called, Viola turned her eyes slightly, “Hello, Viola.”
Although Daisy had never studied Sinian culture, she subconsciously found this name to be very beautiful as soon as she heard it.
It matched the girl’s entire persona.
“Hello,” Daisy greeted them with a smile, then walked in with her suitcase. She looked at Mila and asked, “Are you two together?”
“Yeah,” Mila nodded, “Viola and I are good friends. Do you want to join us?”
Was becoming good friends really that simple to Mila?
Friendships need nurturing and management. It’s not like you can just become someone’s best friend with a few words.
Daisy smiled and asked, “Did you two grow up together?”
These two came from different countries, so perhaps Viola only had Sinian nationality?
Daisy had tried to understand this before.
Generally, Sinians who received invitations to Capital University were of Sinian heritage.
However, these people usually didn’t admit their Sinian background during self-introductions, instead just mentioning which country they had grown up in.
“Not exactly,” Mila responded, “Viola and I met on the plane.”
Upon hearing this, Daisy’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
That meant Mila and Viola had known each other for less than a day.
Just one day – they didn’t know much about each other, and yet Mila was bold enough to call herself Viola’s good friend?
Could such a relationship really stand up to scrutiny?
“You mean you met on the plane coming here?” Daisy asked.
“Mhmm.” Mila nodded, “Yes.”
She was someone who took things step-by-step and found it difficult to accept this kind of fast-food friendship.
You never know what kind of person is hiding beneath someone’s exterior.
Mila was enthusiastic and continued to ask, “Oh, Daisy, where were you sitting on the plane? I was in seat A030, and Viola was in A031.”
“I was in first class,” Daisy replied.
“First class!” Mila’s eyes lit up.
Mila’s eyes widened, “So you’re a special admissions student, right?”
“Mhmm.” Daisy nodded again.
“Oh my god! You’re amazing! How did you get the guaranteed admission to Capital University?” Mila was thrilled – she finally met a special admissions student. “Did you see Haruna Yukawa when you came?”
“I did,” Daisy continued, “I sat next to her.”
Mila’s eyes were filled with envy, “Really?”
Mila asked again, “I heard Haruna Yukawa’s the princess of Jaban Country. Is she good looking? What’s her personality like?”