The history class representative was a boy. When he passed Qiao Xiyin with his homework, he saw the Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary on her desk.
He was immediately in awe of Qiao Xiyin.
To be able to advance one hundred people to pass the zero class is indeed a result of hard work.
What's more, she's a pure-looking and sweet girl.
The face and name of this body are the same as Qiao Xiyin's.
It was only in the past seventeen years that I had never cared about my appearance, so I became sallow and thin, leaving only the remaining delicate features.
However, Qiao Xiyin is very confident and can restore half of her beauty in a short period of time.
The son of luck is still in her house. Why did she absorb the luck? Of course it is for her own use.
Next, Qiao Xiyin followed the same example and dealt with several class representatives from other subjects.
In fact, now that we are in the third year of high school, whether or not to hand in homework is no longer a big deal. It’s just that in class 0, everyone’s requirements are higher that one.
Everyone has their own learning methods, and whether or not they complete the assignments assigned by the teacher is not that important.
Therefore, the Chinese and political teachers did not check it. Geography is also a subject that she needs to pay attention to. She knows nothing about the maps of this world. Once she looks through the atlas more, she will be able to do almost everything she needs to do.
Sure enough, the efficiency of homework in school is much higher than that at home.
After finishing her geography homework, Qiao Xiyin continued to read the dictionary.
At my current pace, I don’t know how long it will take me to memorize it before I can lay the foundation for this language.
During the first and second periods, a little rain fell outside the window and soaked the ground, so the recess exercise between the big classes was canceled amidst cheers. Everyone caught up on their sleep, worked on the questions, and even went directly to the stage to play songs on the computer.
Can you still live like this in your senior year of high school
Qiao Xiyin read an English book with her head propped up. Next to her, Chang Shilin had already disappeared with her little sisters. The two of them were sitting next to the window, which was very convenient for calling people. Once the window was opened, Chang Shilin didn't have to go around her place and went directly to the corridor through the window.
At this moment someone knocked on the window again.
The curtains are closed and the lights are on in the classroom. The reason is that the students here always feel unsafe with the curtains open, and from time to time they will look at the dean who is patrolling by.
Qiao Xiyin opened the curtains.
There was a girl standing outside the window. Qiao Xiyin had an impression that she was a Chinese class representative. "Qiao Xiyin, Lao Li called you to go to the office."
Lao Li is the nickname of their Chinese teacher, who is also their class teacher.
Qiao Xiyin nodded and thanked her.
The girl hesitated for a moment and then comforted, "Don't be too nervous. It's probably because you just came to our class and he wanted to talk to you."
"I know," Qiao Xiyin raised her lips and smiled, "Thank you."
The class representative then left the window and went to find his friends.
I can still vaguely hear words like "The new classmates are so gentle."
Ah, tenderness.
I haven't heard anyone use such words to describe her for a long time.
The office for the senior year group is at the corner of the next floor.
The Chinese teacher's seat was on the inside. As soon as Qiao Xiyin came in, she saw two half-person-high stacks of exercise books in front of him, and he was busy writing.
She stood aside and waited quietly for a while. The Chinese teacher finally seemed to notice her arrival. He put down his pen and asked half-jokingly, "What did you just write in my class?"
"Geography." Qiao Xiyin said frankly.
I have never seen such a frank student. The Chinese teacher was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Xiao Qiao, although you are good at Chinese, don't resign yourself to the cold palace."
The girl in front of her suddenly blushed and said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, teacher, I accidentally fell asleep yesterday and didn't finish my homework. Then I felt that I also understood the knowledge, so I only half-listened and half-written in class."
The Chinese teacher waved his hand.
Everyone now regards the Chinese class as a self-study class, and less than half of the class is listening. Qiao Xiyin writes geography like this, which is better than sleeping. She also admits her mistakes quickly and honestly. He quite likes her.
After all, he passed by Qiao Xiyin during class and saw her Chinese book.
The notes are complete and beautiful.
Naturally, he didn't talk to Qiao Xiyin about this matter. He didn't even mention that Qiao Xiyin hadn't handed in her homework. He just changed the topic on a whim, "What do you think of this class?"
"Everyone works hard," Qiao Xiyin thought for a while and said, "Everyone has their own way of learning."
The Chinese teacher nodded.
"I've learned about your family's situation, but Xiao Qiao, now a senior in high school, don't be disturbed by things at home," he said seriously, "Whether you are born poor or rich, your life is in your hands. .You are a very good girl, and the teacher doesn’t want you to be negative because of this.”
There was surveillance in the classroom. He discussed with Qiao Xiyin's original class teacher, compared Qiao Xiyin's study status in the past two days and attributed the changes in her to family reasons.
Qiao Xiyin did not hide the change in her personality.
She is not in the original class, and no one knows her, so there is no need to continue acting.
Of course, the Chinese teacher believes that Qiao Xiyin is developing in a good direction. She has become more smiling and talks more with her classmates.
Maybe it’s because I have experienced strong winds and waves and I know what I should do for myself.
The girl in front of me said with a well-behaved face, "I understand, thank you teacher."
The Chinese teacher said a few more words and then asked her to leave.
The geography teacher next to me sat over and said, "This is Xiao Qiao, the new kid in our class."
The geography teacher was younger and more noisy. In today's Internet slang, she was Pi. After hearing the Chinese teacher's name for Qiao Xiyin, she couldn't help but join in the fun.
The Chinese teacher squinted and said, "He is quite sensible."
When Qiao Xiyin walked out, she closed the office door.
Now that the weather is getting cooler, the office is next to the rooftop, and if the door is not closed, the wind is blowing over me. However, few students noticed this. Every time they came in carelessly and went out with a playful smile, they left the door open.
"Xiao Qiao is pretty good," the geography teacher commented. "I just finished correcting her homework. This girl is a good prospect."
Qiao Xiyin, who had gained the teacher's favor in the office, walked contentedly in the corridor.
If you build a good relationship with your teacher, it will be much easier if you don’t hand in homework or attend classes in the future.
No one would find out that this was what she had planned.
There is a water boiling room next to the stairs. Chang Shilin gave her a small bar of coffee in the morning, so Qiao Xiyin used half of the hot water to make coffee, thinking that she could just go upstairs and get a cup to make hot water.
Immediately afterwards, her path was blocked.
"Chen Xiyin." The girl stood on the steps, looking down at her.
Qiao Xinyi was indeed a few centimeters taller than Qiao Xiyin. She had studied ballet and looked like a white swan with her neck raised.
Qiao Xiyin changed her face in a second and stepped back, "Sister Xinyi"
"Don't call me sister." Looking at her look, Qiao Xinyi couldn't help but feel angry in her heart. This look deceived everyone in the family, "We have nothing to do with her."
Qiao Xiyin bit her lip and mustered up the courage to say, "Why is this happening?"
"It's you who disrupted my life." Qiao Xinyi's voice suddenly became sharp, "Chen Xiyin, don't you think you are very cruel? The Chen family raised you until you were seventeen years old and sent you to study here, but because of a parent-child The appraisal document abandons the Chen family, moves into the Qiao family, and comes to rob the Qiao family from me."
Qiao Xiyin's face turned pale, "No"
But I felt funny inside.
The Chen family raised her until she was seventeen and sent her to study here.
The original owner was raised by his grandmother. After the national poverty alleviation policy improved, he was able to go to school. He got up early every day and went to school late at night, despite the pressure from his family who repeatedly persuaded him to drop out of school. Then I immersed myself in studying and finally got an opportunity to come to the city for exchange.
The Chen family ruined the life of the original owner and did not give her a new life. For this reason, Qiao Xinyi also taught her filial piety.
Qiao Xinyi was immersed in her own world and turned a deaf ear to Qiao Xiyin's reaction, "It's you, Chen Xiyin. I grew up in the Qiao family. I am the daughter of the Qiao family. You think your parents are good to you because Do you like you? No, they are just guilty and sympathetic. They feel they owe you, so they compensate you. They only have family affection for me, and I am their daughter."
"Your mother is still working as a dormitory aunt, and your family members are farming in the countryside. How can you not even give up your ancestors and be willing to change your surname? You think you will live a good life if you live in the Qiao family, so you have to do it Put on a sensible look to please your parents." Her face was ferocious, like a green-faced and fanged evil spirit. "Country people are still country people when they integrate into the city. If you can't be the rich daughter of the Qiao family, you will have to live in a boarding house. "
Wow.
Qiao Xiyin was extremely shocked.
This sounds like what a seventeen-year-old girl would say
Where did her upbringing go
Your heart is completely broken, right
Seeing a classmate passing by, Qiao Xiyin had a thought in her mind and reached out to wipe her eyes until the corners of her eyes were slightly sour. Tears rolled in her eyes. She bit her lip tightly and said softly, "No, I don't have one."
"Stop acting, I won't believe it." Qiao Xinyi glanced over coldly, "If you have any conscience, move out of Qiao's house quickly. I tell you, if mom and dad weren't at home, I wouldn't let you have an easy time."
Qiao Xiyin looked at her in disbelief.
"Qiao Xinyi" she sobbed, the emotions that had been brewing for a long time burst out at this moment, "But Mrs. Qiao is my biological mother, and the Chen family is your in-laws. Can't I even go back to my own home?"
After that, under the stunned gaze of the onlookers, he rushed away from Qiao Xinyi and ran into his classroom with his face covered.