The seat allocation for Class 8 was complete. Some people were overjoyed, while others felt like dying.
Song Sheng tore the note sent by Duan Shigang into tiny pieces and instinctively wanted to throw them on the floor, but Pang Jiao warned him, "If you dare drop that here, try me."
Song Sheng clenched his powerful hand tightly around the paper. The pride of ranking fourth in the class had been reduced to bitter resentment!
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