Qiao Xiyin happened to be drinking milk tea when her hand misplaced and she almost choked on her milk tea. She coughed several times and her face turned red.
Chang Shilin supported her, "How do you walk?"
Yutong apologized hurriedly, Qiao Xiyin shook her head and said it was okay, and took Chang Shilin away.
The four of them stood there. Yutong rubbed his eyes, "Hey, the girl I just bumped into has such a nice temperament, and she speaks softly."
It just looks a bit familiar
Shanshan reminded her, "Those are Qiao Xiyin and Chang Shilin."
Didn't you see that Qiao Xinyi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot
"Oh, it's them, what a coincidence." Yutong's reflex arc was a little long and he suddenly came back to his senses, "I didn't even notice that Qiao Xiyin was in our class before."
When Chen Xiyin first came to their class, she didn't introduce herself. She moved a table and sat in the corner by herself. At that time, she was ranked average in the class, with a middle level. She didn't talk during class and after class, she didn't have a deskmate, and the teacher didn't do anything. No matter.
Very few people would walk past the corner position. Over time, everyone forgot that Chen Xiyin was in the class. If the teacher hadn’t called Chen Xiyin’s name in class one day, some students would not have known that there was an exchange student in the class. .
So whether she is called Chen Xiyin or Qiao Xiyin is not a matter of concern.
It was only later that she became a blockbuster and was admitted to Class 0, which shocked the whole grade.
Later, Chen Xiyin was called Qiao Xiyin, and everyone in the grade started to know her from the name Qiao Xiyin.
No one will think about Chen Xiyin in the past.
Another girl who talks less, Xiao Ke, said, "She has really completely changed as a person."
She was sitting in the second to last row, very close to the original Chen Xiyin, and she had also been observing her secretly. Wearing a white washed school uniform, carrying a patched old schoolbag, and applying to be a poor student, it is said that her mother came with her, and the school even helped her mother find a job.
There has never been a shortage of rich people in No. 1 Middle School, but there was a shortage of poor people. It was the first time that Xiao Ke saw such a classmate. Xiao Ke felt a little strange and exchanged a few words with her. However, Chen Xiyin didn't like to talk much, and Xiao Ke never took the initiative to look for her again after being left on the bench.
Unlike now, with a gentle smile, elegant steps, and a glow of confidence all over her body.
Can zero class bring such big changes to people
"Stop talking"
Qiao Xinyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her voice.
Her anger was inexplicable. Xiao Ke and the other three looked at each other and remembered the rumors about Qiao Xinyi and Qiao Xiyin in their grade, so they did not mention it.
Qiao Xinyi must have hated Qiao Xiyin very much.
However, after a few people returned to the classroom, Qiao Xinyi went to her seat, and Shanshan and others invited their friends to discuss.
"Do you remember Qiao Xiyin? She used to be called Chen Xiyin."
"Yes, it's the one whose history teacher said today that he ranked first in grade in the weekly test."
"I just met her. Wow, she's really good-looking. You boys must know that. She looks very protective."
"Don't tell Qiao Xinyi, Qiao Xinyi hates her."
"To be honest, I have no feelings for Qiao Xiyin, but I don't like Qiao Xinyi either. Because my family has money, I put on a bad face every day, and I don't know if I spent money to buy into this class."
"But Qiao Xiyin can't be trusted either. It's all a weekly test. We all sit together. God knows whether she wrote it herself or used other means."
These comments came one after another, and when Qiao Xinyi came out of the classroom, she always felt that the girls were still good to her on the surface, but something had changed.
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao had to change their air tickets temporarily due to something unexpected, and the business trip was moved forward to Friday afternoon.
Originally, Qiao Xiyin had agreed with Mrs. Qiao to choose a dress for Friday night, but now she had to give up.
Qiao Xiyin didn't feel much at all. She was not without taste. There were so many clothes in the wardrobe, and with a little matching, they were enough for her to wear that day.
The school does not have evening self-study on Saturday night, but there is on Sunday night, so school ends at 5:35 on Saturday afternoon.
The last two classes on Saturday afternoon were for the weekly test, which was about mathematics. Because the two classes were shorter than the prescribed two-hour mathematics test, the hand-in time was extended to 5:45. Even so, most people still cannot finish the paper.
Chang Shilin handed in the paper and waved goodbye to Qiao Xiyin, "I'm going back to Qiao Qiao first, please go home early."
Qiao Xiyin smiled and said, "Yes."
It's too late to be early. What a coincidence, it's her turn to be on duty today.
There are five student IDs per day in the class, so they change frequently, but the chance of getting their turn is also high. Qiao Xiyin was a new member of the class, and her name was temporarily placed at the end. However, it happened to be the turn of number 40, and it was her turn all of a sudden.
And the whole class has to change places on Saturday, which means a lot of cleaning.
Cleaning the classroom or something.
The most annoying.
Qiao Xiyin didn't live in a cave before, but in a palace. She had thousands of little demon cultivators at her disposal, and she never had to do it herself.
Even here, in order to create a well-behaved image of being harmless to humans and animals, making the bed every day is already Qiao Xiyin's biggest concession. Fortunately, Liu's mother will clean the room and other things.
Before anyone left the classroom, a paper from the God of Study was passed from the front to the end of the row. Taking advantage of the teacher's absence, one and two people wasted no time in answering the questions, not knowing what the point of doing so was.
The class representative was collecting papers and got a message that he was autistic. Finally, he gave up and packed his schoolbag.
You have to wait until most of the people have dispersed before you can start sweeping the floor.
Taking advantage of this little time, Qiao Xiyin continued to memorize words in her seat.
The original owner herself was not good at English. Even if she could find English teachers in the countryside, they were all non-professionals. She just relied on herself to save some foundation for the written examination. She slowly digested the original owner's memory, and it was not difficult to improve her English.
There is another big problem, oral English.
She can't inherit the original owner's spoken language.
And the original owner's spoken language is difficult to describe.
Can't have too much hope.
Qiao Xiyin couldn't help but sigh.
"Qiao Xiyin, come and sweep the floor." After a while, a girl from the same group came to urge her.
Qiao Xiyin put down the dictionary in her hand, frowned and picked up a broom from the back of the classroom, standing at the back door and waving it slowly.
Commonly known as indiscriminate Yu to make up for the number.
But obviously most people didn't care about sweeping the floor. Five people had five brooms, and three of them were broken.
Qiao Xiyin was not very lucky. The broom in her hand was intact.
She walked up to a boy who was at a loss about the broom and showed a friendly and kind smile. "Classmate, my broom is good. Why don't we change it? I'll go over there to help clean up the podium."
Her smile was gentle, harmless, and extremely friendly. The boy's mind went blank for a moment, and he nodded subconsciously and handed over the broom.
Qiao Xiyin returned the broken broom to the back door of the classroom with satisfaction.
There are always people rushing to wipe off the blackboard. After wiping the blackboard, the classmate went to wash the rag and wiped the podium by the way.
There were two unused back tables on the open space next to the front door. There were a bunch of messy books and unissued homework books. Qiao Xiyin tidied the two tables leisurely before going back. Ask the classmate who wiped the podium, "Do you need help?"
At this time, the ground had been swept from east to west, and several boys came in with mops in their hands.
"No, no," the girl waved her hand, "Thank you, classmate Xiao Qiao."
Classmate Xiao Qiao smiled obediently, "It's okay."
Then, she followed the same pattern and asked several other students who were on duty. With a mop in his hand, the boy couldn't bear to let the girl mop the floor, so he rejected her with a flattered mood.
She helped the girls set the table and chatted for a while. After a while, she was notified by the labor committee member that all that was left was to mop the floor and everyone could leave.
Several girls were still chirping, "Xiao Qiao, let me tell you, the English pronunciation of this drama is really good. You must watch it when you go back."
"And this BBC documentary, what kind of magic is it? I want to blow it up. I have to give it to you. It's no problem to learn spoken English well."
"You can also download this a. I use this to check in during winter and summer vacations."
Qiao Xiyin thanked her enthusiastic classmates one by one and left the classroom with a full harvest.
Ah, young people are easy to fool, after all, they are innocent.
Qiao Xiyin, who successfully escaped the sweeping and reconnected with her classmates, walked out of school humming a ditty.
I heard the tune on the roadside when I came here two days ago. I don’t know where it is from, but I feel quite comfortable humming it.
She walked to the intersection as usual and waited for the driver. She looked around but couldn't find Qiao's car. Suddenly she remembered that although she had greeted the driver at noon, Qiao Xinyi didn't need to sweep the floor. The driver should take her home first.
It's past six o'clock now, it's the evening rush hour, how easy is it to get here
She was not in a hurry, so she simply took out her phone and searched for a recommended by her classmates, and used her data to download it.
Three-quarters of the way through the progress bar, a car stopped in front of her and honked its horn.
I don’t know whose parent is so unqualified that he didn’t notice anyone on the roadside
She frowned and moved aside, planning to go further away.
Unexpectedly, when she left, the car followed suit. The horn was no longer pressed, but the window was opened.
"boarding."
Before she could see the car owner's face clearly, a casual voice came from inside the car.
Qiao Xiyin was shocked and congratulated Yunchao
Why is it him
Seeing her not moving for a long time, her peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and her slender fingers tapped on the car window again, "Sister Xiao Qiao, you like the wind so much."
It has been raining lightly for the past two days, intermittently, but not heavily at all. But not only was the air humid, the temperature was also a lot lower. It was evening again, and the wind was really a bit cold.
Qiao Xiyin put her cell phone into her school uniform pocket, pulled her collar, immediately changed her expression, and went to pull the back seat door.
The lock inside sounded, but she didn't pull it. The young man's voice floated over with a half-smile, "Are you afraid of me?"
Qiao Xiyin was confused.
He Yunchao: "Then why don't you sit in the front?"
The author has something to say. Xiao Qiao, the child of luck, is so strange. Where did all the drama come from? I’m just used to sitting in the back.