Xu Xu sat at his desk, gripping a pen and poking small holes into his eraser, venting his anger one jab at a time.
This eraser was given to him by Wang Jiayue. She bought three in total, one for him, and one for Zhao Meimei, so each of the three got one.
Xu Xu frowned, pouting, and stubbornly jabbed a perfectly good eraser into something resembling a honeycomb coal.
Xu Xu found Zhao Meimei and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Zhao Meimei lifted her thin eyelids, looked at Xu Xu, and said nothing.
Xu Xu's fair face flushed with a hint of anger, almost like a heated interrogation, "Why did you scratch my name out from the tutoring class enrollment! Do you look down on me, or what?"
Zhao Meimei held back for a while before saying earnestly, "With your grades, you really don't need tutoring. It's three hundred per subject, why give the money to the teacher? Why are you going to the tutoring class? To do homework?"
Xu Xu said deflated, "I still want to go anyway!"
