There was no morning class the next morning, and the others were still sleeping, and Song Xiangran was afraid of waking them up, so he went to the library to write a manuscript after getting up.

When the manuscript was almost written, Song Xiangran estimated that it was time for the people in the dormitory to get up, so he prepared to go back.

As soon as he opened the door, Liu Hongyun appeared in front of Song Xiangran.

"Good morning, Hongyun. Song Xiangran didn't feel anything unusual, but still greeted Liu Hongyun with a smile.

But Liu Hongyun suddenly sneered, laughing inexplicably at Song Xiangran.

"Song Xiangran, today is your duty, don't you know?" Liu Hongyun said as he pointed to the mess on the ground.

When I went out this morning, the curtains were drawn in the bedroom, the light was not very good, and Song Xiangran didn't pay attention to whether the ground was clean or not.

But Liu Hongyun's bed was the closest to the door, and when he went out in the morning, Song Xiangran didn't step on anything.

Moreover, because he was in a hurry to go to the library to revise the manuscript in the morning, and the people in the dormitory hadn't gotten up yet, Song Xiangran was not good at cleaning at that time. Originally, Song Xiangran planned to come back to clean the dormitory, but he didn't expect to be counted by Liu Hongyun as soon as he entered the door.

"I'm just about to come back to clean up, hasn't the dormitory manager come to check yet?" Song Xiangran thought that Liu Hongyun was just angry when he got up, so he didn't plan to worry about anything with her.

"Aunt dormitory manager just finished checking and left. Wu Jingjing poked her head out of the bed.

In the past, the dormitory manager and aunt came to check the health until near noon, and it was not yet eleven o'clock when Song Xiangran came back from the library.

On weekdays, the hygiene of the dormitory does not need to be specially cleaned, because several girls love to be clean. But today's floor was clearly trampled on with some footprints, and there were obvious strands of dusty hair.

Li Xiuqin is still in the hospital, Song Cha is estimated to go to the library to read books again, and now there are only four people in the dormitory plus Song Xiangran. The other three people all looked at Song Xiangran with questioning and complaining eyes.

The matter has come to this, Song Xiangran has nothing to defend, she clearly knows that none of the three people in front of her now will speak for her.

"Did you deduct points?" Song Xiangran didn't say much, just put down his schoolbag, and then went to the balcony to get cleaning tools.

"After deducting a few points, my aunt said that your bed is not tidy enough, so let you pay more attention. Liu Hongyun hugged his arms and stood at the door to watch Song Xiangran clean.

At the beginning, when Liu Hongyun complained that he didn't clean, Song Xiangran was not suspicious.

However, when Liu Hongyun told Song Xiangran that her bed was not tidy enough, Song Xiangran began to have doubts in her heart.

Because everyone in the dormitory knows and can see that Song Xiangran's things are the least, on the desk, on the shelf, in addition to books, there is only one box for skin care products.

Not only that, but it is probably a habit that has been cultivated since childhood, Song Xiangran will put things back in the distance every time he runs out of things. Even if it wasn't Song Xiangran cleaning today, she would clean up and clean her bed by herself.

In short, Song Xiangran can be regarded as the cleanest and tidiest person in the entire dormitory bed.

Now Liu Hongyun says that her bed is not tidy enough?

Song Xiangran's heart was full of questions, and he took the broom and swept the floor while walking towards his bed.

Surprisingly, Song Xiangran's bed is really not very tidy.

There were noticeable scraps of paper and eraser on the tables, the chairs were not properly arranged, there was hair on the floor, and the trash cans were full.

"I'll clean it now. Song Xiangran frowned slightly, picked up the broom and swept every corner, and there were more doubts in his heart.

When he was cleaning up the manuscript last night, Song Xiangran didn't notice that there were so many eraser scraps on the table, and the appearance of the confetti was even more abrupt. The hair on the ground is barely reasonable, after all, Song Xiangran has long hair now, and it is normal for her hair to fall out.

Seeing that Song Xiangran didn't complain at all, but cleaned up carefully, Liu Hongyun's heart was burning with a nameless fire.

"Pretending, you know you need to clean now, why did you go early last night?" Without waiting for Liu Hongyun to speak, Bai Xingxing first put on a mean face.

Liu Hongyun glanced at Bai Xingxing, the other party glanced at her, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I was so busy revising the manuscript last night that I didn't have time to clean up. Song Xiangran obviously felt that every word of these two people was tingling, and his tone was more gentle and sincere.

It was such a gentle and sincere apology that made Liu Hongyun and Bai Xingxing feel like a fist hitting cotton, and they couldn't get out of their anger, and they were even more panicked.

When Liu Hongyun wanted to say something to sarcastically mock Song Xiangran, Song Cha pushed the door and entered, and found several people standing and staring at each other, and there seemed to be some vague smell of gunpowder in the air.

Looking at Song Xiangran's expression again, it was no different from before, still calm. But the other two people, their expressions were obviously holding their breath.

Song Cha nodded in his heart, put down his schoolbag, walked next to Song Xiangran, and asked, "Xiangran, what's the situation?"

The only person in the dormitory who would stand on Song Xiangran's side finally came back.

Although Song Xiangran never wanted to worry about anything with these little girls, she was still very moved by someone standing on her side.

"It's nothing, the dormitory manager came to check the hygiene today, I didn't clean it, and our dormitory was deducted points. Song Xiangran finished speaking with an understatement, then went to the balcony to put down the broom, came in with a mop and started mopping the floor.

Song Cha felt that Song Xiangran's tone was very flat, and thought that this was probably not a serious matter, so he didn't plan to continue asking.

"Song Xiangran, why did you just say this lightly?" Liu Hongyun's hands were crossed on his waist, blocking in front of Song Xiangran.

It just so happened that Song Xiangran was dragging a mop in that direction, and Liu Hongyun walked over to block the way, and was touched by the mop to his shoes.

It was the mop that had just been brought in from the balcony, and it dragged over the dirty things on the floor, and Liu Hongyun's anger suddenly came up.

"Song Xiangran, what do you mean? Do you have any opinions on me? If you have an opinion, just say it! Don't fix all this yin. Liu Hongyun said angrily, snatched the mop from Song Xiangran's hand, and then threw the mop on the floor.

With a click, the mop fell to the ground, Song Xiangran's brows finally tightened, she looked at the mop on the ground, and then looked at Liu Hongyun with a stinky face in front of her, and suddenly felt ridiculous.

"Liu Hongyun, I don't have any opinion on you. Song Xiangran's constricted brows stretched, and when he looked at Liu Hongyun, he had a vague smile on his face.

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