After asking the dormitory aunt which room she was in, Yang Ling went straight upstairs.
It was now the time when everyone had finished class, so everyone in the dormitory was there. Yang Ling raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Who are you?" A girl with a sweet face and two dimples when she smiled walked over and opened the door.
"I'm Yang Ling." Yang Ling glanced up and saw that there was a bed that was empty but filled with various items.
It seemed that the dormitory she had never been to before was already occupied by someone else!
She didn't know how to feel about it, but she didn't really care. After all, she had never been to this dormitory before, and it didn't matter if her roommates put their extra things on her bed.
With this thought in mind, Yang Ling's expression remained unchanged as she quietly looked at the girl in front of her.
"Ah, you must be Yang Ling, our last roommate?" The girl with dimples exclaimed with excitement.
The girl's voice successfully caught the attention of the other two.
"Tsk, who else could it be? Isn't this Yang Ling, who was called out by Professor Xue in class today and made a big splash on stage? How come you suddenly decided to come to the dormitory after more than a year of absence from school?" A fashionable girl sneered.
There was no hint of friendliness in her words, but rather full of disdain and contempt.
"Jia Jia, how can you say that?
Maybe Yang Ling had something going on at home before, which is why she didn't come to school. Now that she's here, as roommates, we should treat her kindly," another gentle-looking girl frowned, very dissatisfied with what Jia Jia had said.
Jiang Yajia rolled her eyes, "Jin Wenqing, you're just a small dormitory leader, what a big official you are! So what if I don't like her, what can you do to me?"