Meng Xinran looked at the ticket that fell out of the book but did not reach out to get it.
She simply turned to the rest and sneered sarcastically.
Qin Ran hardly revised in the classroom in the afternoon.
Lin Siran arrived earlier than Qin Ran did and was shocked when she saw the mess.
Her desk had been pushed aside, Qin Ran's desk was on the floor on its side, and the pile of books was sprawled all over the ground in a mess.
"What happened to Ran Ran's desk?" Lin Siran squatted down and began picking up the books. She narrowed her eyes on a few people. "Were you guys fighting?"
"No, why would we be fighting at her seat?" The boy in front cowered back and said, "You'd better tidy up Sister Ran's things. We dare not touch them."
Qin Ran usually appeared careless and casual, and no one in the class had ever seen her lose her temper, but she was considered a big boss that no one could afford to offend.
