As the thought crossed her mind, Yun Yue grew increasingly indignant. Why should only Class Seven have access to these materials? Wouldn't it be better to share them with everyone?
Determined, she decided that if she got hold of them, she would share them with all the seniors.
Thinking along these lines, she actually found a thick stack of A4 paper in the drawer, all printed with information. She deliberately restrained her smile, and while no one was paying attention, she rolled them up and stealthily slipped them into her sleeve.
Her sleeves were wide, making it hard to notice.
After completing the series of actions, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued searching for the sheet music.
Yang Xing cautioned the two of them, "Be careful flipping through things, don't damage the big shot's possessions, and don't think about peeking at the materials—they belong to Class Seven!"