In her pride, she unconsciously tossed her hair again, this time with a greater motion.
"Um?"
Suddenly, her hand stopped by her ear, then she quickly reached behind her head, touched it again, and exclaimed, "Where's my hair clip?!"
The hair clip in question was, of course, the one that Lin's uncle brought from Hong Kong, worth ten Mao Zedong banknotes.
Immediately, both of them panicked.
"I touched it before the exam, and it was still there, but it disappeared after the exam!" Wu Qunfang recalled. "And I didn't go out during the exam, so someone must have taken it!"
"It's so expensive, it's probably already been targeted by someone." Lin added fuel to the fire.
The next second, both of their gazes were fixed on Gu Xiaoman, Wu Qunfang's deskmate.
Gu Xiaoman had already packed her schoolbag and was preparing to leave.
"Let me see your bag!" Wu Qunfang shouted directly at Gu Xiaoman.
Although she was suddenly wronged, Gu Xiaoman had suffered a lot from Wu Qunfang's temper on a daily basis, and she was in a hurry to go home, so she didn't want to argue with her. So she said, "I didn't take your hair clip. Look for it yourself and see if it fell on the ground."
Even though Gu Xiaoman didn't explicitly express any dissatisfaction, her uncooperative attitude towards checking her bag annoyed Wu Qunfang: "If you're not feeling guilty, why won't you let me check your bag?"
"That's right!" Lin quickly chimed in.
"I didn't take anything, why should I let you search my bag?" Gu Xiaoman insisted.
It was one thing to have her seat taken away and belittled in various ways on ordinary days, but Gu Xiaoman couldn't tolerate something as humiliating as theft.
But Wu Qunfang persisted, even snatching Gu Xiaoman's bag, ripping open the zipper, and dumping out all the contents.
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