On Monday morning, Xue Yuantong lingered in bed. Jiang Ning knocked on her door several times before she finally got up sluggishly.
Breakfast was rice porridge, big steamed buns, pickles, and eggs.
They dragged things out until morning self-study was about to begin before arriving at school.
Jiang Ning reached the entrance of Class 8 and found the classroom door closed.
The moment he pushed it open, he sensed an unusual atmosphere. Wu Xiaoqi stood at the podium, his eyes red and his expression furious.
The students of Class 8 were also speechless. What was going on? Why were they having another meeting during morning self-study? How many times had this been already?
The first time, Sports Committee Member Zhang Chi had stood at the podium. The second time was Guo Kunnan. Now it was Wu Xiaoqi.
"Which one of you saw my basketball?" Wu Xiaoqi demanded of the class.
"Didn't see it."
"I went home right after school yesterday."
"It's useless yelling here. Whoever stole it definitely won't come forward."
The students' voices rang out, and Wu Xiaoqi clenched his fists tightly as he listened. It was too helpless, too stifling! His beloved basketball had only been left in the classroom for one night, and then it was gone. Just gone...
"Who had the classroom key?" Wu Xiaoqi asked.
Huang Zhongfei said, "Dong Qingfeng and I did."
Wu Xiaoqi looked at the two of them. He knew Huang Zhongfei's family was well-off. The clothes he wore were name brands, and his phone was good too. Dong Qingfeng was no worse off than Huang Zhongfei. Besides, neither of them played basketball much, so they couldn't be the ones who stole it.
A student said, "It has nothing to do with locking the door. The classroom windows weren't shut. Even if