"Junxi, Junxi—" Now belonging to Room 305, Rong Junxi, originally from Room 308, was walking down the corridor when she heard the greetings from her former roommate and went in with a smile.
"Junxi, are you doing well over there?" her former roommate cautiously asked.
Rong Junxi nodded, "Very well, everyone is very friendly and enthusiastic, they're good comrades."
Rong Junxi's personality was somewhat understood by her former roommates after half a month's interaction; she was an innocent, lively little girl, someone people generally liked, and who wouldn't lie.
Thinking of the drastic change in Zhang Mengdi's expression and voice just now, the people in Room 308 felt a bit uneasy.
"Did they mention what happened with Zhang Mengdi, why did they change her room?"
Rong Junxi shook her head, "I don't know, Sister Cuizhu and the others haven't said anything."
"Didn't mention any gossip about Zhang Mengdi?"
"Nope," Rong Junxi shook her head, with innocence in her eyes.
