Song Nianhuan just joined this class and didn't know everyone's names, so with a bit of confusion on her face, she asked, "Who is Feng Tingting?"
She couldn't remember what she might have done to offend anyone.
The girl spoke softly, "Feng Tingting is the one sitting one seat to your right. She likes Lu Wangshu and says you took her place... She also told us not to play with you."
Song Nianhuan, "..."
She thought hard about who sat in that spot, and it took her a while to recall. Wasn't it the one who wanted to play with her brother before and gave her a glare?
Looking at her own desk and her now grimy backpack, a fire rose up inside Song Nianhuan. Her temper flaring, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Where is that crazy Tingting?"
Perhaps shocked by Song Nianhuan's fierceness, the little girl stammered, "In... in the teacher's office..."
...
In the homeroom teacher's office, Lu Wangshu stood there with a slightly impatient expression.
