The girl's slight movement seemed to touch the others' sensitive nerves. Another boy on the sofa grew impulsive, and just then, the boy whose arm Kuai Hongji had burned rushed off the sofa, lunged toward the Old Kerosene Lamp, and seized the Dorm Supervisor Rules!
But the others were no pushovers either, and they all scrambled over.
The boy's expression changed drastically, his mind racing. With his arm injured, he was certainly no match for them. If they fought over it, he would inevitably take another beating, so he shouted, "Wait, wait! The rules don't say only one person can read them. Let's read them together! Together!"
Hearing this, the other three calmed down.
"That... makes sense."
"Fine, we'll read together..."
Indeed, they could simply read together... If they really fought, this little time wouldn't be enough to read it anyway. Better to keep things friendly...
The girl was tempted too. She quickly put down her backpack, then timidly got off the sofa, wanting to join them.
But just then, Mao Feiyang's voice sounded beside her ear. "If I were you, I wouldn't go sticking my nose in."
The girl paused when she heard him.
But she only paused briefly before still wanting to go over and look.
Seeing this, Mao Feiyang said no more.
An obnoxious bastard like him normally wouldn't waste his breath on strangers. Giving her a warning now counted as returning the favor.
As for the rest, he would set aside his Mary Sue Heart and respect other people's fate.
The girl slowly approached, still putting on a timid act, and asked quietly, "Um... could, could I read it with you... too?"
The four boys surrounded the round table. None answered her, as though they were absorbed in admiring some exquisite work of art.
"Um... hello,