Rustle.
The sound of a snack bag being opened.
Yue Qingqing and Qu Ruorui walked to the doorway just in time to see Wei Rong reaching into the bag and grabbing a huge handful of chips to stuff into her mouth.
"Why do you eat every time class ends?"
"How many bags is that now?"
Wei Rong was cheerful and laughed often, always popular in the class.
The classmates joked with her, albeit surprised glances at the snack bag in her hands.
Wei Rong ignored them, tilting her head back and pouring the remaining chips from the bag into her mouth.
She appeared to need little chewing, her mouth seemingly connected to an endless abyss.
In an instant, another bag of chips was gone.
Wei Rong burped and then tore open a bag of shrimp sticks, repeating the process.
In just half a minute, the newly opened snack bag was empty again.
Qu Ruorui exclaimed, "Rongrong has really been eating a lot lately."
