The woman who walked in looked around and then fixed her eyes on Li Meiru's bed.
"Our Jiaojiao is short and it's too strenuous for her to climb the stairs. Which student downstairs is willing to trade seats with our Jiaojiao?"
After the woman finished speaking, the dormitory fell silent for a moment.
Ye Xiaoxiao had never expected to see such a melodramatic scene in the 1970s, and quickly looked over.
The woman who was talking had a watch on her wrist, so she must be from a well-off family.
The girl standing with her parents was as her name suggested, petite and timid, and judging by her attire, she looked like a city girl.
Tang Xiuxiu was busy making her bed, as if she didn't hear the woman's voice.
"If no one is talking, then we can just change it ourselves."
The woman's evil claws reached out to Li Meiru's bed.
Li Meiru had just left the dormitory to go outside to fetch water, and others saw her and reminded her.
"Auntie, please wait until they come back to discuss this."
But the woman simply rolled up Li Meiru's bed and threw the man next to her to the empty space on the opposite bed.
The bed that had just been made was now in disarray.
"There's nothing to discuss. College students are definitely helpful and have high quality. Oh, by the way... our little Jiao can't do anything at home. When you go to get food or water, remember to bring our little Jiao with you."
"Our Jiaojiao doesn't want to drink cold water. She must turn off the lights at night. She is a light sleeper. Please don't whisper. Jiaojiao must sleep enough hours every day, otherwise it will affect her studies."
The woman spoke to herself, not noticing that everyone else in the dormitory was already feeling extremely embarrassed.
Ye Xiaoxiao took the curtain and prepared her own bed. The dormitory was so unstable, so this curtain must be arranged as soon as possible.
"My name is Wang Jiao, and I'm glad to meet you."
Wang Jiao stretched out her hand towards Ye Xiaoxiao with a proud attitude.
Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't understand why she was staring at her when there were so many people in the dormitory. She stretched out her hand and shook it vaguely, "Hello, my name is Ye Xiaoxiao."
Wang Jiao watched her parents help her make her bed while she chatted with her roommates.
"What about you? What are your names and where are you from? I'm from Beijing. You can come to my house on weekends."
Others also signed up, but they just smiled politely at Wang Jiao's condescending invitation.
The dormitory door opened and it was Li Meiru who came back.
The first thing she saw when she came back was that her bed had been occupied by a newcomer, so she put the hot water bottle in her hand heavily on the ground.
"How dare you touch my things? This bed is already occupied. Don't you know?"
Li Meiru stepped forward and pushed Wang Jiao's parents away.
"Hey... why are you so angry? I just gave it to you because I think the shop is in a good location."
Li Meiru was about to throw away the other person's things and said coldly, "No need."
The woman was so angry that she said, "How can you be so heartless? Our Jiaojiao can't live in the shop because of her poor health. Can't you give her a break?"
Li Meiru: “No.”
"you……"
"Auntie, things are based on first come first served. You came the latest, so you can only sleep in the first berth."
He Jing spoke fair words on the side.
Seeing that Li Meiru refused to give in, the woman turned her gaze to Tang Xiuxiu.
Tang Xiuxiu said coldly: "This is my bed, no one can give it to me."
"If you don't let me, then don't let me. I won't sleep in the slum either."
Wang Jiao stamped her feet and complained to her parents, "I told you to get out early, but you didn't listen. Now look what happened. If I fall off the shop later, it's all your fault."
The last words were obviously said to the other people in the dormitory.
On the first day of entering the dormitory, I was blamed. No one was happy and my attitude towards Wang Jiao became even colder.
Wang Jiao's parents stayed here for more than two hours. Sometimes they said the dormitory environment was poor, and sometimes they said it was far from the teaching building. They comforted Wang Jiao for a long time before leaving.
Ye Xiaoxiao had already hung up the bed curtains by this time.
"You're using this nice thing as a bed curtain?"
He Jing opened the slit in the curtain, revealing her gentle eyes and brows.
Ye Xiaoxiao explained: "Well, I'm not used to living in a dormitory, and I hang curtains to block out the light."
Wang Jiao looked at Ye Xiaoxiao's bed and said, "I'll bring a piece of jelly over next time I go home and cover it up to avoid seeing people I don't want to see."
Wang Jiao was still upset that she didn't go to bed.
Li Meiru rolled her eyes at her.
On the first day of reporting to school, there was nothing to do in the evening. The school distributed military training uniforms to the students. The counselor informed the students that they would start a half-month military training from tomorrow and they would not ask for leave unless there were special circumstances.
There was wailing in the girls' dormitory.
The military training and physical examination that Ye Xiaoxiao feared the most finally arrived.
Moreover, Ye Xiaoxiao had already figured out that she was the only girl in this year's Chinese medicine major, so during the military training period, she was directly assigned to the class management of clinical medicine.
In addition, there are several male classmates who are as unlucky as her, scattered in various classes.
The total number should not exceed ten.
Other people in the dormitory were also very surprised to learn that Ye Xiaoxiao was majoring in traditional Chinese medicine.
Wang Jiao soaked her feet in a basin next to Ye Xiaoxiao: "Why don't you learn Western medicine? Western medicine is so popular now."
Ye Xiaoxiao: "No matter what you study, it all depends on your own personality. I think Chinese medicine is also very powerful."
Wang Jiao curled her lips, "Is it the same? If you study Chinese medicine, you will definitely not be able to get a good job after graduation."
Ye Xiaoxiao doesn't have to worry about employment at all. Her master has a ready-made pharmacy, so it shouldn't go bankrupt easily.
After washing her feet, Wang Jiao stood up and went to the bathroom in the corridor to get some water, with her head down and not looking at the road.
He bumped into Li Meiru who came in, and the water in the basin spilled out, most of which poured onto Li Meiru's bed.
"Ah! Wang Jiao! You did it on purpose!"
Wang Jiao looked at the wet bed and said, "I bumped into you because you came in without saying hello. Who knew it would be such a coincidence?"
Li Meiru put the basin down and pushed Wang Jiao.
The mattress on her bed was all wet.
Fortunately, it is autumn now and the temperature in Beijing is still severe, so even if the bedding is wet, you won’t freeze.
Li Meiru was clearly useless, but Wang Jiao fell to the ground.
"My feet... woooooo... my feet."
Li Meiru ignored her and Wang Jiao kept crying.
"I sprained my ankle. How can I go to military training tomorrow?"
The crying sound attracted the dormitory counselor, who, upon seeing Wang Jiao's condition, immediately sent her to the school clinic.
Li Meiru didn't expect that her casual push would cause such serious consequences, so she had no choice but to go along.
He Jing, as the newly elected dormitory head, also accompanied them.
Ye Xiaoxiao and the rest of her roommates helped Li Meiru hang the mattress on the balcony.
"Wang Jiao is quite smart. Does this mean she doesn't have to attend military training?" Xia Li said in a low voice.
Tang Xiuxiu said sternly, "Our school's infirmary is not just for show. Pretending to be sick has a bad impact on the students' integrity. You have no evidence to prove that she is faking illness."