To put it in the words that Xin Fat Man summarized afterwards, Zheng Qing's scream was like a witch being molested by a Fishman from Lin Zhong Lake, almost piercing through the dormitory roof.
Zheng Qing completely disagreed with this statement.
He admitted that he was a bit excited when he first saw those three pairs of greasy green eyes. That's all. His voice was definitely much rougher than a witch's.
But he couldn't deny that his scream was indeed a little too loud, so much so that he startled himself and immediately shut up after he shrieked.
"It's not my fault," the young cost student said in defense, holding a pillow and sitting on his bed, while being interrogated by his companions: "Think about it, waking up from sleep, opening your eyes, and suddenly seeing three pairs of greasy green eyes in the pitch-dark room... It's really scary, okay?"
