Qiao Yuan was in her second year of junior high school this year. She was fair and fat, but she never grew taller.
Although Qiao Lan was thin and sallow, most girls matured early, so she wasn't short. She was almost a head taller than this chubby girl. Qiao Yuan looked at Qiao Yuan who was blocking the way and pressed down on Qiao Yuan's shoulder. Before Qiao Yuan could react, she was lifted to the side and fell on her butt. Qiao Lan went around Qiao Yuan and went into her room.
She closed the door, locked it, and started reading.
Qiao Yuan sat on the floor in a daze for a long time. Then, he stood up abruptly and pounded on Qiao Lan's door. He shouted, "How dare you f * cking push me! Come out! Don't hide in there if you dare! If you don't come out, don't expect me to give you more money. Let's see how you can coax your classmates without money! "
When she read the book, it said that the Qiao family gave birth to three daughters in a row in order to have a son. When the third daughter, Qiao Lan, was born, Old Lady Joe and her father wanted to stuff her into a brick bed and burn her to death. However, they didn't dare to do it because the child was recorded in the hospital.
She had been bullied since she was born. Later on, the Qiao family finally got their wish and gave birth to a son. Everyone in the Qiao family placed Qiao Yuan at the top of their hearts. Qiao Lan's role was to serve Qiao Yuan. She washed Qiao Yuan's clothes and socks. She ate things that Qiao Yuan didn't like. She didn't dare to make a sound even when Qiao Yuan beat her. Qiao Yuan had so much pocket money that she could give Qiao Lan some alms. Qiao Lan was so poor that she even had to save money to buy a piece of bread. The difference in treatment was disgusting.
What made her even more speechless was that the money that Qiao Lan used to buy lollipops was given by Qiao Yuan. Qiao Lan served Qiao Yuan at home and Qiao Yuan rewarded her with a few dollars. Then, she took the few dollars and went to serve her classmates …
She was crazy.
On the first day that Qiao Lan came to the Qiao family, it was the second time that she wanted to leave the house.
Old Lady Joe was washing dishes in the kitchen when she was called by her precious grandson. When she heard that Qiao Lan pushed Qiao Yuan, her eyes widened. "How dare she push you!" She shouted at Qiao Lan's room. "Qiao Lan, come out! How dare you hit your brother! All the money I spent on your education for so many years has gone to waste … "
Old Qiao Yuan's's mother's's's heart ached when she heard Qiao Qiao Lan qiao. Old Qiao's heard the sound. Old Old's heart was sad. Old Qiao's.........
Qiao Yuan scolded Qiao Lan as he coaxed his grandson. Qiao Yuan was furious. "She hasn't washed my shoes yet!"
"Wait for grandma to deal with her later. I'll definitely make her wash you clean. Good grandson, go to sleep first." Only then did she coax Qiao Yuan back to sleep. After coaxing Qiao Yuan to sleep, she knocked on Qiao Lan's door. This time, the door opened. Old Lady Joe was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly urged Qiao Lan to wash her shoes.
"No." Qiao Lan came out to brush her teeth.
Perhaps because she had never dared to say no to a Qiao Lan in her entire life, Old Lady Joe was more surprised than angry. "Are you an ancestor? You don't wash when you say no. You're spoiled."
"He kicked me first," Qiao Lan said word by word.
Old Lady Joe glared at him. "He's still so young. What's wrong with kicking you? It doesn't hurt!"
Qiao Lan was speechless.
Qiao Yuan is as fat as a ball. Why don't you try and see if it hurts when he kicks you?
He thought to himself that it was useless to reason with Old Lady Joe. After brushing her teeth, she walked towards her room and blocked Old Lady Joe outside the door. Old Lady Joe was so angry that she wanted to scold her, but she was afraid that she would wake her grandson up. She muttered to herself and scolded Qiao Lan for a long time. When she walked to the door, she saw Qiao Yuan's shoes. She couldn't bear to see her grandson without shoes, so she took Qiao Lan's shoes and went to wash them.
Before Qiao Lan transmigrated, her grades in high school were the best. Although it had been almost two years since the college entrance examination, her foundation was still there. The first year's classes weren't heavy, so she went to bed at 11 o 'clock sharp.
Old Lady Joe, who usually accompanied her grandson to bed early, didn't sleep. When it was almost 12 o 'clock, Qiao Lan's parents came back. Old Lady Joe ran to Father Qiao and complained about Qiao Lan. "Yuan' er is so young, but you pushed and shoved her until she cried. The new shoes you bought for Yuan 'er are dirty after only one day. You didn't even wash them …"
Qiao Lan's father, who was angry at Qiao Lan, wanted to kick Qiao Lan's door.
Qiao Lan's mother thought about it. She didn't think that Qiao Lan would dare to hit Qiao Yuan. Qiao Yuan usually hit Qiao Lan, so Qiao Lan didn't even dare to talk back, let alone hit back. She knew that Old Lady Joe hated Qiao Lan. Although she didn't like Qiao Lan, she didn't want Old Lady Joe to have her way. She grabbed Father Qiao and said, "Our son still has class tomorrow. If you wake him up, we can talk about it tomorrow." Only then did Father Qiao leave.
Old Lady Joe's complaint didn't work. She glared at Mother Qiao and went back to her room angrily.
Qiao Lan slept soundly. When she woke up at 6: 10 am the next day, the house was still quiet. Qiao Lan went to the kitchen and took a carton of milk from the fridge to school. She swiped her meal card at the cafeteria. There was still 80 RMB on it. She didn't save money and swiped eggs, soy milk, and buns. She only had a piece of bread yesterday afternoon, so she was quite hungry now.
Her body was too weak, so she had to eat more.
After eating, she met Chen Yaoyang and the others on the way to the classroom. To be precise, Qiao Lan was walking in front, while Chen Yaoyang and the others followed behind.
The boys beside Chen Yaoyang had a good relationship with Chen Yaoyang. They remembered how Qiao Lan's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Yaoyang, and how he purposely came over to talk to him. The boys beside Chen Yaoyang laughed ambiguously.
Chen Yaoyang remembered Qiao Lan's eager face and showed disgust. "What are you laughing at?"
The boys laughed even more fiercely.
A boy named Li Fan said, "Do you think Qiao Lan will turn around after walking a few more steps?"
"Maybe she's deliberately slowing down to wait for us." A boy couldn't stop laughing. He pinched his throat and said, "Yaoyang, what a coincidence. Do you want to eat candy …"
Chen Yaoyang kicked the boy. "Disgusting."
"Hahaha, how disgusting." The few of them laughed out loud. As they laughed, they looked up and realized that Qiao Lan, who they thought would deliberately slow down to wait for them, had already disappeared.
"F * ck, did she change her tactics?"
"She even knows how to play hard to get?"
"Look at her. No one will take the bait even if she plays hard to get."
Qiao Lan didn't see her at all. He was walking behind her, and she didn't have eyes on the back of her head.
Moreover, Qiao Lan couldn't hear their voices at all. She could only hear the boys laughing from afar. She thought it was too noisy, so she walked even faster.
When she entered the classroom, the morning reading had already begun. It was English morning reading today. Everyone in the class was hurriedly memorizing the vocabulary. Lao Liu came and asked for dictation.
Qiao Lan took out her English textbook and prepared to memorize the vocabulary, but she didn't know where she was going. She turned around and asked her deskmate which unit she was going to dictate today.
The girl sitting at the same table pretended not to hear her. She turned her body slightly and continued to memorize her own vocabulary.
At least she could talk yesterday, but today she ignored her completely. Qiao Lan guessed that something might have happened without her noticing. However, she didn't care much about the attitude of people she didn't care about. If she didn't want to talk about it, then forget it.
Qiao Lan had passed CET-6 in college. Not to mention this compulsory textbook, all the high school vocabulary was not a problem for her. She opened the textbook and started reading from the first unit until the last unit.
Her deskmate glanced at her and saw that Qiao Lan was actually reading the parts that she hadn't learned. She secretly laughed in her heart.
She didn't even know where she was going. Her grades were so bad, and she wasn't good-looking. She really didn't understand why such an outstanding girl like Song Yao was willing to bring Qiao Lan around. Her grades were in the top ten of the class, but she still couldn't enter Song Yao's circle.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Qiao Lan again. Seeing that Qiao Lan was reading ten lines at a glance, she felt even more amused.
It took her a long time to memorize the vocabulary. Qiao Lan looked like she was putting on an act. She might have to copy again later.
It would be best if she was called to the podium by Lao Liu to have a dictation later. That way, Qiao Lan wouldn't be able to copy, and she would be scolded by Lao Liu if she couldn't write it.
Chen Yaoyang and the others arrived late. When they came in, they subconsciously looked at Song Yao. After looking, they glanced at Qiao Lan, who was seriously memorizing the vocabulary. The words "putting on an act" popped up in their minds.
Qiao Lan had no idea that just as she read all the vocabulary from beginning to end, the conscientious English teacher, Lao Liu, came in like a gust of wind. As soon as he came in, he asked the students to put away their books and start dictation.
As soon as Lao Liu came in, he saw Qin Yang writing something on the table in a hurry.
After being a teacher for so many years, how could Lao Liu not know the tricks of the students? When he thought of Qin Yang's newspaper from yesterday, he immediately became angry. "Qin Yang's row, come up!"
Qiao Lan turned around and saw that she was in the same row as Qin Yang. Of course, Qiao Lan's deskmate was also in the same row.
Qin Yang looked at the words on the table, dumbfounded. Qiao Lan's deskmate, on the other hand, was very happy. Just now, he was praying that he would be able to call Qiao Lan. He didn't expect that he would be able to do it!
The blackboard wasn't big, but there were eight students squeezed in. Everyone liked to crowd around those who were good at their studies. Maybe they could even copy a few words. Qiao Lan was a poor student and was pushed aside. She was directly squeezed to the edge, separated from the others by a small space.
Lao Liu usually didn't keep a close eye on her, but because Qin Yang was there, he directly stood behind the podium and stared at them as they began to dictate. Qin Yang, who originally wanted to copy, didn't dare to turn his head.
Qiao Lan wrote very quickly. After she finished writing, she subconsciously looked to the right. The student on the right hurriedly covered her words. "What are you looking at!"
Qiao Lan: …..
Looks like you spelled 'programmer' wrongly.
Serves you right.
Lao Liu dictated a total of fifteen vocabulary units. Then, on a whim, he dictated seven or eight units from the previous units. Qiao Lan's deskmate had all come out. He was feeling proud of himself when suddenly, Lao Liu suddenly recited something that he learned a long time ago. His mind went blank.
What was it? How was it spelled? He carefully glanced at the student next to him. Okay, it can't be spelled either.
His deskmate felt a little relieved.
After they finished dictating, Lao Liu started to check from the far right. Qiao Lan's deskmate was on the far right. He got one wrong. The second student got three wrong … Qin Yang got fourteen wrong …
Lao Liu was so angry that he kicked Qin Yang's butt. "Is your brain filled with sh * t?!"
Qin Yang secretly glanced at Song Yao. His face was so hot that he covered his butt and didn't dare to say a word.
The next few students got four or five wrong. Qiao Lan's deskmate couldn't hide her pride. She was the best at writing. As for Qiao Lan, Qiao Lan's English was average. She might not even be as good as Qin Yang. After all, she didn't even know which unit she had learned.
In the end, when she looked up, Qiao Lan's blackboard was filled with beautiful and neat English words.
Lao Liu looked at it from top to bottom and nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good, very good. Qiao Lan, all correct!"
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