Qin Wenrou was truly aggrieved!
Tears welled up in her eyes as she softly said, "Can't I just roast for a little while?"
The folks from Class 1 sneered: "You didn't work earlier, and now you want to enjoy it. Do you think that's fair?"
Qin Wenrou bit her lip, glancing around, hoping to find someone who would stand up for her.
But somehow, there seemed to be no one left under her command. Even Yu Xiaochun from Class 2 kept her distance, busy adding logs to their bonfire to earn a chance to warm up.
Although Xu Qinghua was beside her, his proud and conceited personality meant he wouldn't help her either. Besides, he too was ostracized by the Class 1 crowd for not helping to collect wood.
With no one speaking up for her, Qin Wenrou had no choice but to defend herself: "My hands are for playing the piano. If I injure them collecting wood, it'll be troublesome in the future..."
