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Lu Qi couldnât hold back and burst into laughter. Infected by her hearty laughter, the students from Class 7 joined in, laughing as well. The students from Class 1 turned red in embarrassment but didnât dare to retort.
As the students from Class 7 entered, they found seats one by one and consciously left the two middle seats for Rong Qi and Lu Qi. They walked over amidst the envy of their classmates.
He Jinghan sat by the corridor, exchanged nods with Rong Qi, and considered it a greeting. However, before Rong Qi and Lu Qi could sit down, two books were thrown onto their seats.
Xue Shuyi wore a provocative expression and said, âSorry, these seats are taken. You should find other seats.â
Sitting next to Xue Shuyi was Rong Feiyu. Rong Feiyu had a faint smile on her face, a high-and-mighty look as if this matter had nothing to do with her.
Lu Qi frowned, looking at the arrogant Xue Shuyi, and said, âAre you out of your mind? Arenât you already sitting here?â
âYeah, Iâm used to having no one behind me. So, you guys should change seats. First come, first served. Donât you understand this rule?â Xue Shuyi retorted.
However, as soon as Xue Shuyi finished speaking, Rong Qi picked up Xue Shuyiâs book with one hand and tossed it directly into the trash can at the back. Rong Qi sat down in her seat expressionlessly and said, âThereâs no one in the last row. If you like, you can sit there.â
âRong Qi, you!â Xue Shuyi shouted as she slammed her hand on the desk, stood up angrily, and glared at Rong Qi.
âAre you looking for a fight?â Han Ning said nonchalantly.
Xue Shuyiâs face turned red with anger, but she hesitated when she saw Han Ningâs confident posture.
Rong Feiyu pulled Xue Shuyiâs hand, urging her to sit down, and she seemed to cast a glance at Rong Qi as well.
âAfter she ran away for a while, she seemed to have become a bit more profound. Hmphâ¦â Rong Qi sneered and continued explaining the questions left by the old teacher to Lu Qi.
Inside the classroom, there was a constant buzz of conversation. The students of Class 1 and Class 7 were separated like a boundary line in the middle, with vastly different study atmospheres.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the last few rows of the classroom.
âDarn it! Why did I incur the wrath of the demoness again? She blocked my phone again!â
âDamn! I have just finished my paper!!!â
âRong Qi, Lu Qi, can you message the demoness for us and ask whatâs going on? Why is this happening?â
Rong Qi didnât even turn her head. She thought, âYou shouldnât have talked badly about me.â
Lu Qi took out her phone and texted.
Rong Qi looked at the muted messages that had just arrived. She held her phone and typed a reply to Lu Qiâs question with one hand, [It is to set an example.]
Lu Qi had a puzzled expression, and after reading for a while, she still didnât understand the meaning of Rong Qiâs message. Lu Qi took a screenshot, added her own interpretation, and sent it to her classmates, [Miss Seven probably thinks you guys did poorly, so she set an example and blocked your phones. I just counted, and it turns out she blocked exactly five of you. I guess in the future, she might block the phones of the last five ranking students?]
Rong Qi looked at the interpretation provided by Lu Qi in another chat group and suddenly felt that Lu Qi had the potential to be a secretary, âWhat a great idea! How did 1 not think of using this method to motivate them?â
So, Rong Qi mentioned everyone on her main account, officially announcing, [From now on, the phones of the last five ranking students would be blocked for two days after each exam. If you donât want your precious phones to be blocked, then study hard!]
The message was sent, and Class 7 students were filled with complaints, while Class 1 students were puzzled.
When the bell rang and the first open class, International Trade, began, the lecturer who entered was unexpectedly Tang Lin..