In Tang Yuxin's ears, the sound of Sun Yumeng constantly slapping her own face still echoed. For the past days, they had become accustomed to Sun Yumeng's strange habit while carrying on with their own tasks as usual.
As for Sun Yumeng, she always felt as though she was superior to others; thus, she rarely spoke to her roommates, monopolizing the only table in their dorm.
The others didn't really care and certainly wouldn't argue with Sun over the table. After all, what would be the point of such a dispute? Could they eat the table?
After their military training, regular learning resumed. Lin Yile and Song Qingtong, already of the same department, followed the same study schedule. At the beginning, Lin Yile enjoyed her courses, contemplating what was taught that day and what would be taught the next.
