I saw that her bed was full of all kinds of garbage.

There were empty bottles of mineral water, wrappers of spicy strips, banana peels, grape skins, and apples that I took a bite of......

On closer inspection, there is also a thick yellow snot and saliva and phlegm on the folded quilt on the bed.

"Who threw the garbage on my bed......" Zhang Xiaobei blushed, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence.

Zhang Xiaobei's voice was not loud or small, but it was enough for the entire dormitory to hear clearly.

However, even if they all heard Zhang Xiaobei's words clearly, no one paid attention to Zhang Xiaobei, as if they didn't hear it, and continued their little fight after a while.

"Who threw the garbage on my bed?" Zhang Xiaobei replied.

The people in the dormitory still took Zhang Xiaobei's words as a deaf ear, and one of them even held a book in his hand and pretended to read it, raising his eyes from time to time to peek at Zhang Xiaobei's reaction.

- There is still no one to take Xiaobei's words.

This feeling of being ignored, isolated, and excluded is the same as no matter how many times you experience it.

At this time, a girl pushed the door out of the toilet, walked to Zhang Xiaobei's side, and said fiercely: "Village girl, what are you still standing here for!" The bell for the lunch break has already rang, you don't go to bed again, and the dormitory teacher will come to check the room later, and our dormitory will be demerit because of you! ”

"Village Girl" is the nickname given to Zhang Xiaobei by the people in the class.

Zhang Xiaobei slept on the lower bunk, and the upper bunk opposite the bed was a girl named An Huan, that is, the girl standing next to Zhang Xiaobei at the moment.

This girl, named An Huan, is the head of this dormitory.

Being called "Village Girl", Zhang Xiaobei is even used to it, because she is cowardly, she feels that she can't resist everyone on her own, which will inevitably cause public anger.

Zhang Xiaobei turned his head, glanced at An Huan deeply, stretched out his finger and pointed to his bed full of garbage to signal to An Huan, and said weakly: "Look, the head of the house, my bed is full of garbage, how can you let me sleep......

The more he talked about the back, the quieter his voice became, and in front of An Huan, Zhang Xiaobei seemed very unconfident.

Because she knew that the entire dormitory was on An Huan's side, and no one would stand on her side, let alone help her.

From the time she entered this school and this dormitory, their prejudice against her was deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and she had already been sentenced to death with the sentence "village girl".

"How to sleep, I still need to teach you this?" An Wan asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha......" An Huan's words instantly hit the laughter of the others in the dormitory, and someone interjected in a weird way: "The head of the house, Zhang Xiaobei is from the mountains, she doesn't understand anything, she must teach her well, the head of the house hurry up and let the village girl sleep directly on the garbage!" If she dares not to have her good-looking! ”

An Huan nodded, stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Xiaobei violently, "Did you hear that, village girl, hurry up and go to bed, the dormitory manager will be here later, don't cause our dormitory to be scored, hurry up and go to sleep!" ”

"Hahahaha......" the dormitory people laughed.

Listening to this piercing laughter, Zhang Xiaobei only felt that his head was buzzing, and his whole consciousness collapsed little by little.

And being pushed by An Huan, Zhang Xiaobei hit the bedside frame headlong, plunged into the bed full of garbage, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness and passed out......

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Escape, escape...... She just wanted to escape.

When Zhang Xiaobei woke up, it was already the first class of the afternoon, and she was still locked in the dormitory.