The first class ended at 10 o'clock.
During a break between classes, Ye Li called her homeroom teacher and cautiously expressed her desire to change dorm rooms.
The class teacher was a young and handsome guy. During the first class meeting after freshman year, a group of students mistook him for a counselor who stayed on to teach at the school, and they chatted happily.
When it was time for the class meeting, the handsome young man stepped onto the podium and solemnly introduced himself: "Hello everyone, my name is Qi Jun, and I am the class teacher of Jewelry Design Class 01. For any questions you may have regarding your studies or life over the next four years, please feel free to contact me anytime!"
A group of boys and girls: ...!!!
When Ye Li said she wanted to change dorm rooms, Qi Jun paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, as if he had roughly guessed the reason.
Without even asking why, Qi Jun's voice was as clear as ever, "Okay. I'll fill out an application form in a bit, you can come and pick it up when you have time, and then you can discuss it with the dormitory building manager."
"Thank you, Teacher Qi!"
Ye Li felt a huge sense of relief.
After the two long classes ended, the students in the teaching building all rushed to the student cafeteria.
Ye Li turned and went to the design department's teaching building, where she obtained the dormitory change application form signed and approved by Qi Jun.
After lunch, I went to the dormitory supervisor to change rooms, and after class in the afternoon, I went to move my things.
We can check in smoothly tonight.
Absolutely perfect!
However, Ye Li's plan was well-thought-out, but she ran into a wall with the administrator.
"It can't be changed!"
Her gaze swept over Qi Jun's name on the application form, and the plump middle-aged woman casually pushed open the window. "Ye Li, this is a university dormitory. Everyone has their own room, not your villa where you can just change rooms whenever you want!"
Ye Li understood the saying that it's easier to deal with the devil than his minions, so she immediately pleaded softly, "Aunt Wang, please help me out, okay? Not to mention other floors, even on our fifth floor, there are many empty beds in the dormitories. Could you please help me find another one?"
Aunt Wang sneered, "An empty bed, huh? Fine, go ask around yourself. As long as you can get everyone else in that dorm room to agree, I'll arrange one for you!"
"Thank you, Aunt Wang!"
Ye Li nodded and turned to run up to the fifth floor.
Design is a niche major at Imperial College London, with only a few rooms available.
The other rooms are for students from other majors.
But since they all lived in the same dormitory building, they would borrow each other's hair dryers or mascara, and after more than two years, they had gotten to know each other quite well.
It was lunchtime, and most of the dormitory doors in the corridor were open.
As you walk along, you can tell whether a dormitory is full or has empty beds just by looking at the furnishings.
But Ye Li was turned away one after another.
508 said, "That empty bed is occupied, but the person lives at home every day. But what if they want to move back to the dorm one day, right?"
On the other end, 519 said, "The three of us are in the same class, but you live in a different class, so it's inconvenient."
In the other rooms, Ye Li was dismissed with a simple "no" or "no."
When Ye Li ran up to the sixth floor, all the doors on the huge floor were closed, as if everyone was going to sleep.
After standing at the bottom of the stairs for a moment, Ye Li turned around and went down to the first floor.
"Aunt Wang, since you really can't make the arrangements, then we won't trouble you any further..."
Ye Li said calmly, "I've gone to the student affairs office and asked the logistics staff to help me with the adjustment. Thank you!"
Aunt Wang's slanted, triangular eyes slanted out.
There are at least eight or ten girls who want to change dorm rooms each semester.
When other girls come to her, they either bring her a lipstick or a bag of fruit, but this Ye Li is so clueless. She just tries to cause her so much trouble by talking to her.
"Rich girl, my foot!"
Aunt Wang looked Ye Li up and down, and seeing her turn to leave, she called out, "Wait..."
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