The entitled tone almost made Yue Qingqing laugh in anger.
"The dormitory door has a bed arrangement chart. If you don't use your eyes, you can donate them to someone in need."
Zhou Xitong curled her lips, "But I don't like the school's arrangements."
Yue Qingqing took a deep breath, then exhaled.
In her many years at school, she had never encountered such an annoying student.
Another new face quickly tried to mediate, "Alright, alright, we are all classmates, let's not fall out over such a small matter."
Yue Qingqing gave a cold look, "And you are?"
The girl introduced herself, "My name is Ye Chunxiao. You must be Yue Qingqing. I've heard your name; your ability to get into a Lingguang City school from Zhuancheng is impressive."
Yue Qingqing interrupted, "Ye Chunxiao, by what right do you tell me not to get upset over 'small matters'?"
Ye Chunxiao's smile froze on her face, "I... "
"Did she take your bed?"
"No."
"Did she throw your things on the desk?"
