After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

An Jing stood aside and said nothing.

The dormitory aunt asked An Ran again, "Which class are you in?"

"Class 1, Grade 1."

When the dormitory aunt heard that An Ran said she was from Grade 11, her expression immediately improved and she approached An Ran. "Which dormitory are you going to?"

"411." An Ran said.

"411?" the dormitory aunt asked in surprise, "Isn't that the girls' dormitory for Class , Grade ?"

"Yes." An Ran said, "There are no extra beds in the girls' dormitory in our class."

The aunt nodded, indicating that she understood, "Indeed, I will take you up."

"Thank you, Auntie." An Ran turned her body slightly and asked the dormitory aunt to step forward.

The dormitory aunt held the key and led the way. As she walked, she asked, "Did you live in the house you rented off campus?"

"No." An Ran said, "I lived at home before."

"How come the person who lives at home has moved to the school halfway?" the dormitory aunt asked in surprise, "Is your home far away from the school?"

"Okay."

An Ran has a sweet voice and a gentle attitude. She looks like a particularly good-tempered girl. Although her hair is short, it does not affect the good impression of her by the dormitory aunt at all.

"That's because it's far away. Are you afraid that running back and forth every day will delay your studies?" The dormitory aunt sighed softly, "It's not easy for you students in the top classes to concentrate on your studies."

"Students should do what students should do. It is our duty to do well."

"Not all students think like you do." A look of headache appeared on the face of the dormitory aunt, "Some people learned bad habits at a young age and still fool around outside in the middle of the night. My mind is not on studying.”

It seems that there are some problem students in Building 7 that are giving the dormitory aunt a headache.

An Ran quickly recalled some things that happened in school in her previous life, but quickly stopped.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and did not continue to follow the words of the dormitory aunt, but asked, "Auntie, does 411 go left or right?"

The stairs to the fourth floor have arrived.

"Go to the right, on the right, the second room at the end." The dormitory aunt raised her hand and pointed the direction to An Ran, "You are not familiar with it today. From now on, you can take the stairs on the right, just go upstairs and turn."

The girls' dormitory building in No. 1 Middle School is designed with two stairs on each floor, one on the left, one on the right, and one on each side.

"Okay, thank you aunt for reminding me."

An Jing followed behind, quietly listening to An Ran chatting with the dormitory aunt, feeling a little strange and unable to explain anything.

Soon, the dormitory aunt came to the door of the 411 dormitory, unlocked the door with the key, and opened the door. The dormitory was bright, neither neat nor bright, and four beds were neatly arranged in the room.

It is morning reading time now, and there is no one in 411.

An Ran followed the dormitory aunt into the dormitory and saw the balcony. At this moment, the balcony was full of clothes, and there were many sundries on the windowsill. There were also many shoes, face plates, plastic buckets, etc. Under the bed, even if it is placed as much as possible, it still looks messy.

An Jing stood at the door and glanced at the dormitory before retreating. The bag in his hand was firmly placed on the cement floor of the 411 dormitory.

An Ran turned to look at him and said, "Brother, if it's okay, you can go back first."

An Jing originally turned his back, but then turned back and looked in her direction, "Is there anything you need to buy? I'll go to the supermarket to buy it for you." 1314