Chapter 149

Fang Xiaoqin glared at Ji Wanmei with displeasure, but couldn't help but reassess her in her mind.

She noticed that Ji Wanmei was dressed in fashionable and stylish clothes, and wore a foreign trade watch worth several hundred yuan on her wrist. Her fingers were as white as mutton fat jade, and it was obvious that she had never done any housework at home.

She was beautiful, with outstanding clothes and manners, and spoke in a humble yet confident tone. Even though he knew that she had a driver at home and must have a powerful background, he showed no fear in front of her.

The reason Fang Xiaoqin immediately took a liking to Zhou Min's bed across the room was not because she preferred sleeping on the lower bunk.

Instead, she felt it was necessary to choose a new classmate with a seemingly impressive background as her neighbor.

But at this moment.

Fang Xiaoqin couldn't help but wonder to herself, wondering what this new classmate's background was, and that it wouldn't be good to offend him so rashly.

After all, Ji Wanmei's demeanor and manner certainly didn't suggest she was someone without a background.

But Fang Xiaoqin was no pushover either. At home, she was always the one being given way to by others, and there was no reason for her to give way to others.

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled as he pointed to his hands, saying, "What, looks like you want to stand up for her?"

"I wouldn't presume to speak up, I'm just stating the facts," Ji Wanmei said.

"What can I do? I've got my eye on this bed." Fang Xiaoqin persisted. "Tonight, I'm determined to stay in this bed."

Zhou Min was very grateful to Ji Wanmei for speaking up for her, but she was also worried that Ji Wanmei might not get along with this arrogant new classmate. So she stepped forward and said to Ji Wanmei, "Wanmei, it's okay, it doesn't matter where I live."

As she spoke, Zhou Min endured the humiliation and moved the bed to the lower bunk by the door.

Ji Wanmei said, "Zhou Min, don't move. If you move the bed today, what if she tries to take the desk tomorrow? Are you going to give it up too? What if she tries to take your scholarship the day after tomorrow? Are you going to give it up too?"

“We must not back down from things that are reasonable and well-founded, just because of the arrogance and domineering behavior of some people. We should believe that even if this student brings in her so-called family connections, there is no reason for us students who have also paid accommodation fees to give up our beds for her.”

Ji Wanmei glanced at Fang Xiaoqin indifferently: "Unless you think your family is powerful enough to get the school to give you a special dormitory room just for you to live in. You can live wherever you want."

"You!" Fang Xiaoqin was completely enraged.

"Fine, you just wait!" Fang Xiaoqin angrily put down her suitcase, ran out of the dormitory, and was about to make a phone call.

She wanted to find her uncle, and then ask Teacher Wang, whom she knew at school, to help her change her dormitory bed.

Ji Wanmei's eyes narrowed with a cold expression. This Fang Xiaoqin just thought she was lawless because she had an uncle who worked in the cultural troupe.

Little did she know, this was the provincial capital, a place teeming with powerful and influential people, whose connections far surpassed those of her family.

Ji Wanmei wasn't afraid of her at all.

But Zhou Min was hesitant: "Wearing up my eyebrows, wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

After all, we'll be living in the same dorm room from now on. If we make things so awkward right from the start, how will we get along when we see each other all the time?

Ji Wanmei said, "Many times, people think that taking a step back will open up a whole new world, but they don't realize that if you take a step back, others will only take an inch and then a mile."

In her past life, Fang Xiaoqin treated Zhou Min and her other roommates like servants.

She never asked others to help her get meals, fetch water, do laundry, or clean the dormitory. Whoever was after her in the dorm would have to do it for her.

This is called taking an inch and wanting a mile.

Over there, Zhou Yuejuan and her mother witnessed the entire argument between Ji Wanmei and Fang Xiaoqin.

Zhou Yuejuan's mother whispered, "It seems that your bunkmate is someone important. You should try to get along with her better in the future."

Zhou Yuejuan pouted, feeling extremely unwilling. She just wanted to wait and see Fang Xiaoqin, who had run away, call someone to suppress Ji Wanmei's arrogance. That would be what she wanted.

After Fang Xiaoqin ran down from the dormitory building, she went to find the dormitory manager to answer the phone.

She made a phone call, but no one answered on her uncle's end.

Publicity officers are often out in the field, covering news, taking photos, and conducting interviews; they rarely sit in the office every day.

Fang Xiaoqin was furious and stomped her feet at the phone booth.

She figured she'd already seen that Mr. Wang before; he was their freshman advisor, so she might as well go and reason with him herself.

Fang Xiaoqin then inquired about Teacher Wang's office and went straight there.

Upon arriving at the office, Fang Xiaoqin knocked on the door angrily and was about to speak when she saw a tall, handsome young senior in the teacher's office.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the senior student stood backlit, his handsome features resembling those of an ancient, peerless gentleman, causing Fang Xiaoqin's heart to pound wildly.

"Hello, student, who are you looking for?" Teacher Wang looked over and asked.

Fang Xiaoqin snapped out of her daze and saw that the senior student was also looking over. Her face turned red and she lowered her head, stammering as she recounted what had just happened in a completely different way.

Finally, she said, feeling wronged, "Teacher Wang, I was the one who wanted that bed first, but that classmate insisted on keeping it and wouldn't give it up. You and my uncle are such good friends, can you please judge this and tell me if there's any truth to it?"

That teacher, Mr. Wang, was indeed acquainted with Fang Xiaoqin's uncle, because Fang Xiaoqin's uncle was a propaganda officer in the cultural troupe and often came to the school to collect propaganda materials.

Moreover, Fang Xiaoqin's maternal grandfather still had some connections in the military.

Since it was such a small matter, Teacher Wang was willing to do Wang, the dormitory supervisor, a favor, and said, "Then I'll make a call and have the dormitory manager take you to change your bed."

Fang Xiaoqin was secretly delighted and blushed as she looked at the senior student.

I don't know his name, what year he's in, or what his major is.

But at this moment, the senior student spoke up, saying, "This student, it's already 5 p.m., and the freshman registration period is almost over. How can you say that you were the one who picked out the dormitory bed first?"

“Since some students arrived earlier and chose their beds first, it’s not right for you to do that by asking the teacher to give you a bed.”

Then, the senior student looked at Teacher Wang and said, "Teacher Wang, if every student in the school did this, where would the fairness be? Don't you think so?"

After hearing what the senior said, Teacher Wang said awkwardly, "Zhuo Xuan, you are right. I didn't think things through."

From Mr. Wang's attitude, it is clear that he values ​​this student very much, even with a hint of ingratiation and flattery.

Teacher Wang turned around, adopting a serious and impartial expression, and said to Fang Xiaoqin, "Fang Xiaoqin, your behavior is highly inappropriate. Honestly, I don't approve of what you're doing. You should go back."

Fang Xiaoqin, pleased with herself for being able to go back and swagger around: "...???"

Who exactly is that senior student, that Teacher Wang is so careful around him?