Chapter 442: Everyone in the Dormitory
But she didn't take all this to heart. She was not a RMB, so how could everyone like her?
It was a pretty-looking girl who spoke first, breaking the silence in the room.
From her clothes, we can tell that her family should be pretty good.
At least it looked like everything this man was wearing was new.
"Wen Xuening, is this our new roommate?"
After getting a positive answer, he took the initiative to suggest that everyone in the room introduce themselves.
There seemed to be nothing wrong throughout the whole process, but Jun Qingqing couldn't have been wrong about her jealousy towards her.
But it doesn’t matter.
If she can't even beat a girl like this, then what's the point of her practicing?
Just go and get your hands on some tofu.
Thinking this way, he simply ignored the jealous look of the pretty girl who was trying hard to hide.
At that time, the dormitory had wrought iron beds with upper and lower bunks for two people, a total of eight bunks. Looking at the beds that had already been made up, there were only two positions left that were unoccupied.
Jun Qingqing decisively chose the upper bunk bed inside. It just so happened that Wen Xuening was sleeping on the lower bunk, which made her very satisfied.
The earlier suggestion for everyone to reintroduce themselves was suddenly interrupted by the opening of the door.
Everyone turned their attention to the door again, and there appeared a man with average looks, or to be more precise, a bit mean.
But the clothes she wore seemed to clearly state three words: I am rich.
Brand new black pants, a white floral dacron shirt, and a thin solid-color cotton coat on the outside.
On his feet was a pair of brand new black leather shoes.
Several people in the shoe shop have seen this shoe. It is an imported product that can only be purchased with Overseas Chinese Coupons.
She was also wearing a new outfit, but hers looked a class above the pretty girl who spoke earlier.
Jun Qingqing discovered this, and the person involved also saw it.
At the same time, an even stronger feeling of jealousy burst out from this person's eyes.
But this time the target was not himself, but the person who just entered the room.
Looking at the girl with nothing in her hands, he arrogantly shouted out the door: "Why don't you two bring the things in for me quickly?"
Then I saw two boys carrying large and small bags, struggling to move to the dormitory door.
Seeing that the remaining bed was the lower bunk, the last girl to enter the room was very satisfied. At the same time, she also saw Jun Qingqing who was making the bed diagonally, and sneered arrogantly: "You are sensible."
Because it was her first day at school, Jun Qingqing still remembered meeting a few people at the school gate. She had no time to bother with these people. She thought about having less contact with such people in the future and simply ignored the sour remarks.
However, at this moment, all eight people in the dormitory had arrived, and it was still the pretty girl who suggested again that everyone introduce themselves.
She also noticed that the last two people who came didn't seem to be easy to deal with.
I suggested that they each introduce themselves in order to see if I could get to know them better.
After all, he doesn't look like a good person.
The other one was even more outrageous, he didn't respond at all.
So she just started the conversation: "Hello, my name is Hao Yuqing, I'm 20 years old, a native of Beijing, and my family lives in the military compound."
Jun Qingqing looked at the girl strangely. Oh my god... Is it a competition of status from the beginning?
Otherwise, what is the last sentence for?
The girl who had just entered the room was finally directing two boys to help her pack her things. At this time, she looked up at Hao Yuqing, probably because she heard the words "home is in the military compound".
But he still had that arrogant attitude, and introduced himself as if giving alms.
"Liang Mengling, 19 years old, my father is a director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
After saying this, he deliberately looked down at the small leather shoes on his feet.
This time, two small hissing sounds were heard in the room.
One of them was of course made by Hao Yuqing, and the other one came from the skinny girl who had been standing in the corner.
At this moment, she also realized the embarrassment of the sound she just made, and quickly continued to introduce: "Hello, my name is Guan Zhaodi, I live in the production brigade under Ji City, and I am 19 years old this year."
Her voice was timid, and her patched clothes made Liang Mengling at the side mock her again: "Why am I in the same dormitory with such a country girl? Tsk tsk tsk, luckily she's not on the bunk above me."
Jun Qingqing could see that this guy was just idle and was looking for trouble here.
He simply sent out a stream of spiritual power quietly, at least to ensure that the girl would stop talking before he left.
All actions were carried out silently. For fear that she would find out that she couldn't speak and cause trouble, her mental power was suppressed so that she couldn't move at all.
Phew...Now I can finally have some peace and quiet.
Since I didn't have much stuff and I worked quickly, I had almost finished packing it.
The following people also introduced themselves one after another.
The girl with a healthy complexion and a cheerful and generous personality is called Zhou Dao.
Like the former, he came from a rural production brigade, but from Su Province.
Jun Qingqing was also secretly admiring that in future, those models and celebrities who wanted to tan their skin specially would not be able to achieve such a great effect as hers.
Although she comes from the countryside, it can be seen that the confidence she exudes comes completely from the heart.
When she entered the room, she also received admiring glances.
There are three others, including Li Lu, a 20-year-old girl from Shanghai who speaks softly.
23 years old, Xu Sanmei from Kunming.
And the round-faced girl who entered the room with Jun Qingqing, 18 years old, Wen Xuening, a native of Beijing.
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