Seeing that Yanran didn't answer, Wang Xiaojuan said, "Smack!" He threw the book on the ground and stared at Yanran viciously for a long time.

Yan Ran felt a little inexplicable, and looked up at her gaze without fear.

"Don't think I don't know your bottom line, a poor bastard, what do you pretend to be high, who do you think you are! Less garlic in front of me! Because of her anger, her complexion was slightly distorted, and her already freckled face was even more hideous.

"I didn't think I was who I was, I was who I was. Yes, I come from a humble family, but I have nothing to do with you. What about you? What do you have, if you are lucky enough to meet rich parents who were born with a golden key in their mouths since childhood, can you despise me so much? Because of poverty, I will obey you in all things that I lowly? Don't forget, in the end we will all walk through the grave and stand before God as equals, just as we were all equal in the beginning of life. Yan Ran said word by word, her voice was clear and flat, neither humble nor arrogant.

The last sentence is a quote from Charlotte Brontë's famous book "Jane Eyre", she changed it slightly, and said it in such a situation, which made Wang Xiaojuan speechless.

Perhaps it was the loud quarrel in their room, and the fact that the door was not closed, attracted the attention of the other dormitory girls, who gathered around their dormitory door with great interest, looking at them with some schadenfreude.

There were more and more crowds of onlookers, whispering to each other, which seemed to stimulate Wang Xiaojuan's desire to win, and two angry lights burst out under the thick glasses, but she couldn't remember what to say for a while.

After about 10 seconds, he seemed to remember something and said, "Poor people, why should you talk to me about equality?" From the moment I was born, you and I were not destined to be people of the same world, for example, I was born with a wealth that you would never have been able to obtain in this life. She raised her chin proudly, looked at Yanran with contempt and said.

"You study very well, how about the first place in the city in the high school entrance examination. After many years, he still lives on the wages we pay, and looks at our faces and works with trembling faces. This is the rule of this world, it is not so easy to break, and the equality you want, I'm afraid it will only appear with God. A triumphant smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she looked at Yanran with contempt.

Yan Ran did not flinch, her dark eyes glowed unyielding and determined, as if she could see through her thoughts at a glance.

She said: "You said this too early, the future is not something you can determine, how can you predict my future." China's richest man Li Ka-shing, the famous talk show host Oprah, and even Chairman Mao were born in poor peasant families, but later they didn't all rely on their own efforts to finally get ahead, and even shook the whole world. “

"And what do you have? Which of the things you have now is something you earned yourself. The wealth of your parents, it can make you successful, but it can also instantly crush all your current pride, if you have nothing, who will stay with you. ”

The plain and clear face is unwavering, and the dark eyes are like a pool of still water, revealing a chilling cold, if she is angry, the calmer she is, the more she can't see the slightest emotion.

"Just like you said that this world is so realistic, let those things you can't control become your only pride, why don't you tremble, for fear of losing everything. You know better than anyone that the real poor person is never me, but you. The person who really has low self-esteem is not me, or you. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so eager for attention, so annoyed and angry, and you're just good at hiding your emptiness and loneliness with a sharp appearance. ”

Yan Ran said word by word, in a plain tone like water, her eyes were clear and waveless, and she looked like a monk.

Poverty, low self-esteem, emptiness, loneliness, when she used these words to describe Wang Xiaojuan, it was like a sharp knife inserted into the weakest part of Wang Xiaojuan's heart, and blood flowed in an instant.

It turned out that she was silent and beautiful, and if she was still angry, she could also spare no effort to fight back, so hurtful to the core.

Wang Xiaojuan is not tall, not beautiful, thin and small, her face is full of freckles, with thick eyes, and she is withdrawn by nature.

She has lived a boarding life since she was a child, and she has no sisters and brothers to rely on, nor confidants and friends to complain to, and her parents are busy with their careers and have no intention of paying attention to her.

For Yanran, Wang Xiaojuan is jealous. She is beautiful, although her appearance is not stunning, but she is beautiful and clean. With excellent grades, it attracted a lot of attention as soon as he entered Nanhua and became the focus of discussion among students.

And what about her? She is not good-looking, and she is even shorter and ugly in the same dormitory, so she hated Gu Yanran from the beginning, because she used her beauty to satirize her ugliness.

After a few days of observation, she found that Yanran's family was poor, and she suddenly had a sense of superiority in front of Yanran, thinking that the poor Yanran should be submissive to her.

Now all her thoughts have been spied on by Yan Ran, like a scar, ruthlessly revealed, and the pain is unbearable.

As soon as Yanran's words fell, Wang Xiaojuan, who was embarrassed and angry, grabbed the water cup at the corner of the table and smashed it at Yanran, the water cup drew a clear parabola in the air, Yanran dodged, but smashed heavily at someone's feet, with the sound of cracking, water splashes and debris splashed, and a trace of blood oozed from the white ankle.

The slender Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked down at the broken glass at his feet, there was a slight pain at his ankle, and a trace of blood oozed out, staining the white socks red.

A pair of beautiful eyebrows were twisted together, and the phoenix eyes looked at Wang Xiaojuan, who was flushed with panic.

Wang Xiaojuan was frightened, she regretted it the moment she threw out the water cup, she knew that no matter who was injured when the water cup was thrown, the most painful person would be herself, and the disciplinary committee was not a joke.

"Right...... I'm sorry! Wang Xiaojuan saw that it was Qi Yuwei, and immediately got up from the bed, looking nervous and respectful, without any arrogant appearance.

"The debate was exciting, but the dormitory was not a debate meeting." A cold voice sounded, a warning.

Qi Yuwei heard everything and didn't stop it immediately because she was curious about how Gu Yanran would fight back.

Sure enough, every word is bloody, she said that Wang Xiaojuan is too sharp, but in fact, she is not. Use the sharpest words to stimulate the other person's senses, and even give the other person room for regret.

Wang Xiaojuan was annoyed and angry, there was no way to control her feelings, and she would inevitably do impulsive things.

And Gu Yanran on the side always maintained a calm look, a pair of dark jade-like eyes were pitch black and waveless, when she stared at you, there seemed to be a kind of magic power, which could see your joys and sorrows at a glance.

She is a girl who is good at controlling her feelings, and her expression is too calm, as if the argument just now and the broken water glass have nothing to do with her.

The plain face, white as jade, clear and crystalline, is said to be beautiful, but at this time, it makes people feel too cold, even to the point of being unkind.

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