In the private changing room, Miao Qingyu, who was groaning in pain, lowered her head to observe the inside of her thigh.
Sure enough, there was a large area of redness and even the skin was rubbed off.
She touched it gently, thinking about going back to Su's house later to ask Su's aunt if there was any ointment at home.
Then without further delay, she changed into her school uniform.
Because of her leg pain, Miao Qingyu did not go to the cafeteria she used to frequent.
Although the prices in that cafeteria are a bit higher than those outside, it is still cheap compared to other cafeterias in the college which are priced sky-high.
Moreover, not many people go to that cafeteria, and Miao Qingyu, who is not used to crowds, likes to eat there very much.
My legs hurt today. Miao Qingyu thought about it and finally decided to go to the canteen closest to the horse farm.
Mingde No. 1 Canteen.
Master, the cafeteria that the young lady goes to most often has five floors in total.
The first level is aimed at students from ordinary families, and offers a full range of daily snacks, stir-fries, stews, and stir-fries.
Miao Qingyu walked slowly and was not confused by the many choices. She chose the window where there was no queue.
Duck blood vermicelli.
Well, it’s not expensive, not expensive at all, one hundred and eighty yuan per bowl.
Miao Qingyu ordered the bowl with tears in her eyes.
She swiped her meal card, and because her fans wanted it hot, she had nothing to do, so she stood in front of the window and looked at the dining environment around her.
There were not too many people dining on the first floor. Many students came in and took the elevator directly upstairs.
I guess the environment upstairs is better and the prices are more affordable.
As my thoughts wandered endlessly, there was a sudden commotion in the elevator.
The voice was so loud that Miao Qingyu, with lifeless pupils, looked up subconsciously without thinking.
Many students dining in the hall were also drawn to the attention.
"Why, why can you go upstairs to eat but I can't?"
Fang Xiaocao, holding a tray of food, pointed at the elevator in front of her indignantly.
The petite classmate next to her seemed to be her best friend.
Her friend grabbed Fang Xiaocao's sleeves with both hands, looking very anxious, with a lot on her mind and wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Fang Xiaocao seemed unaware of her friend's restraint.
She was very angry, angry at the arrogant and rude attitude of these young masters and young ladies who were proud of their status and divided people into different classes.
"I just saw Ming Gong go up. Why can that chauvinistic young master go but I can't?"
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