The dormitory

In the morning, they changed classrooms. After cleaning up, Cheng Anyue and Zhou Xiaomin returned to the dormitory together.

Since Zhou Xiaomin was a little heavy, Cheng Anyue let her sleep on the lower bunk, and she slept on the upper bunk.

She and Zhou Xiaomin didn't bring anything, so they had to go out to buy things.

"Where are you two going to sleep tonight if you don't bring anything?" asked a classmate next to them.

Zhou Xiaomin was about to speak when a strange voice came from the other side,"why are you worried about them? they are different from us. They can buy whatever they want with money. They have money."

Cheng Anyue furrowed her brows slightly and glanced at the girl opposite her.

She was also looking at her, her eyes full of ridicule.

"Hey, song Anqi, is this how you talk?" Zhou Xiaomin said unhappily.

"What? am I not telling the truth?" Song Anqi sneered.