The hour had come.
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"Oh, Miss Lin is back?" As Chuxia entered the dormitory, Yuan Mengmeng started speaking in a sour tone, "What fancy meal did the squad leader treat you to?"
Chuxia, already in a bad mood, had no interest in engaging with her. She didn't even glance at Mengmeng as she walked straight to her own bed and bent down to pull out her washbasin from under it.
"Hmph..." Yang Xiaoli snickered, putting down the book in her hands and looking towards Mengmeng, "You want to enjoy that privilege too? Simple, just make yourself faint from running tomorrow morning."
Feeling humiliated, a glint of resentment flashed in Mengmeng's eyes as she watched Chuxia approach, then suddenly stretched out a leg, a smug smile playing on her lips...
"Ah! …"
A wretched scream suddenly echoed within the third class dormitory.
Without turning back, Chuxia walked out of the dorm with her head held high and chest out.
