The Only Day Student Got Hot Congee Poured on Her, So I Stopped Bringing Breakfast. Let's See What You Eat Now

There were only three minutes left before morning study, and I carried more than twenty breakfasts into the classroom. The class representative took hers, scowled, then raised her hand and splashed the bowl of rice porridge across my face. "I ordered millet porridge! You took a yuan and still can't get it right?" I wiped the burning porridge from my face. My cheeks stung. I was the only day student in the class. I had to remember everyone's preferences, get up half an hour early every day, and run to several shops to pick up breakfast for them. Now, after getting porridge thrown in my face, I was still being blamed for not doing my job properly. My deskmate handed me a tissue and went with me to the school clinic. The class representative was still acting high and mighty...