The entitled tone almost made Yue Qingqing laugh in anger.
"The dormitory door has a bed arrangement chart. If you don’t use your eyes, you can them to someone in need."
Zhou Xitong curled her lips, "But I don’t like the school’s arrangements."
Yue Qingqing took a deep breath, then exhaled.
In her many years at school, she had never encountered such an annoying student.
Another new face quickly tried to mediate, "Alright, alright, we are all classmates, let’s not fall out over such a small matter."
Yue Qingqing gave a cold look, "And you are?"
The girl introduced herself, "My name is Ye Chunxiao. You must be Yue Qingqing. I’ve heard your name; your ability to get into a Lingguang City school from Zhuancheng is impressive."
Yue Qingqing interrupted, "Ye Chunxiao, by what right do you tell me not to get upset over ’small matters’?"
Ye Chunxiao’s smile froze on her face, "I... "
"Did she take your bed?"
"Did she throw your things on the desk?"
Ye Chunxiao muttered under her breath, "She didn’t want my bed."
"Yes, so what qualifies you to be not angry on my behalf?"
Yue Qingqing hated this kind of peacekeeper, who always acted as if they were a saint above everyone else.
Spouting things like, it’s nothing, don’t take it to heart, oh she didn’t mean it, and so on.
But when it actually infringed upon their own interests, they would curse louder than anyone else.
Ye Chunxiao was rendered speechless by Yue Qingqing’s words, only managing to huff in indignation.
"A dog biting Lu Dongbin, I’m doing this for your own good."
This Yue Qingqing shouldn’t think she’s all that just because she has good grades; she probably has no idea who Zhou Xitong really is.
She is certainly not someone a country bumpkin from Zhuancheng like her can afford to offend.
Zhou Xitong also sensed that Yue Qingqing was not to be provoked easily, and with annoyance, she picked up her branded purse from the table.
"Fine, you’re so petty, it’s just switching places."
She took out her wallet, and pulled out two hundred-yuan bills.
"Here, this is for you, consider it payment for switching places."
While this commotion was unfolding, Lu Zhu had been sitting quietly at the table reading a book.
But at this moment, she looked up at Zhou Xitong.
Two hundred yuan for a bed.
Many would probably agree, but Yue Qingqing was not willing to indulge such behavior.
She went over coldly, picked up all of Zhou Xitong’s things from the desk, and casually tossed them onto the bed that originally belonged to her.
Then she put her own things back.
Zhou Xitong was furious, "What are you doing? Are you sick?"
Yue Qingqing thought about it and felt something was still not quite right.
She took Zhou Xitong’s blanket down and stepped on it.
"Returning what belongs to you, now we’re even."
Ye Chunxiao was dumbfounded, never expecting Yue Qingqing, who looked pretty and obedient, to do such a thing.
Zhou Xitong was grinding her teeth in anger, "Bitch, how dare you."
She rushed forward intending to throw Yue Qingqing’s things to the ground.
Yue Qingqing raised her hand to block.
Zhou Xitong inexplicably felt a chill envelop her entire body, causing her to shiver suddenly.
Yue Qingqing picked up a brick from the dormitory balcony, which was used as a footrest when hanging laundry, and brought it inside.
Her palm stood up, swiftly descending.
It didn’t look like much force was used, but the brick cleanly broke in two.
The break was smooth and neat, like tofu that had been sliced with a knife.
Zhou Xitong retreated several steps in shock, unable to believe her eyes.
Ye Chunxiao’s mouth hung open, not expecting Yue Qingqing, this unassuming top scholar of the province, to be so violent.
Yue Qingqing dusted off her hands.
"Classmate Zhou, what do you think is harder, your arm or the brick?"