Shen Qing'e, the Outsider

Class 8's seating arrangements were complete. Some were delighted; others wanted to die.

Song Sheng tore up the note Duan Shigang had sent him, shredding it to pieces. He instinctively wanted to toss it on the floor, but Pang Jiao warned, "Just try throwing that here."

Song Sheng's powerful hand clenched the scraps tightly. The pride of fourth place in the class had turned into resentment!

Fortunately, once the seating arrangements were done, Shan Qingrong entered the classroom and walked over to Xue Yuantong's desk.

Then everyone witnessed a remarkable scene. Shan Qingrong and Jiang Ning each lifted one end of the desk and helped move it to the last row.

Chen Qian lowered his head and stared at his desk piled high with books, speechless for a long while.

After moving it, Shan Qingrong and Jiang Ning worked together again to carry the original desks from the Four Great Connected Seats back to Jiang Ning's former spot.

Ma Shicheng and Wang Longlong watched helplessly as their desks were carried away. They could not help but think, "?"

Then Shan Qingrong stepped onto the podium and announced, "Now that the seats have been assigned, everyone can pack up your books and move over. Don't move the desks around, or the room will become a complete mess."

"Fine," the students muttered, secretly curling their lips.

Isn't he just first in the grade? What's so great about that? Still, their dissatisfaction was not too serious. They generally agreed with the idea that academics came first.

Though the desks had not been moved, the classroom was still noisy. Xue Yuantong asked worriedly, "Jiang Ning, is our Treasure Land of Warm Winter and Cool Summer warm in winter and cool in summer not because of the location, but because of the desks?"

Jiang Ning