Xue Yiwei could not swallow the affront to her pride.
Yesterday, instead of making Ye Wanlan give up her original spot, she became the catalyst that enabled Ye Wanlan to secure 20 summer camp spots for No.7 Middle School.
She didn't know what nonsense Ye Wanlan had said, but she and Su Xubai spent the afternoon under the strange gazes of their classmates.
But why?
Could Ye Wanlan really be welcomed by Class 2 just because she used someone else's generosity to get more spots?
She has no ability of her own, only relying on others.
Xue Yiwei had the utmost contempt for such people.
"Are you sick?" the vice class head couldn't listen anymore and retorted with sarcasm, "Why should our history class have to take physics? Who do you think you are? Are you the principal? Or maybe you should tell your thoughts to the head of the history department? See if she slaps you!"
Xue Yiwei's face turned an iron shade of green: "Such coarse language, you really have no manners at all!"
