Qiao Nian's schoolbag is usually empty and he basically doesn't carry any books with him.
She did pack a book these days, which is the review material she often reads.
Fortunately, she doesn’t usually bring books with her, otherwise her schoolbag wouldn’t be able to hold the books given by Shen Hui and others.
Qiao Nian looked at her bulging shoulder bag and felt a little overwhelmed. Just then, Ye Wangchuan called. Qiao Nian picked up the phone, said "yes", put away the phone and asked the others, "My friend is here to pick me up. Shall we go? Let's go together."
"Let's go~!"
Liang Bowen, Shen Qingqing and the others stayed behind just to wait for her and join her, and they all picked up their schoolbags when they heard this.
Turn off the lights and close the doors in one go.
It was a while after school and there were not many people in the school. As soon as Qiao Nian appeared, she became the focus of attention of her younger classmates.
After several boys and girls recognized her, they excitedly took out their cell phones to take pictures.
She lowered her voice and whispered, "Wow, I'm so lucky. See? That girl in front is Qiao Nian from Class A of Senior 3... She looks prettier in person than in the photo. She's very stylish."
"Where."
"That girl in the front, wearing a black hoodie, do you see her?"
"I only saw the back, not the face."
"I'm super beautiful! I look much prettier than that school beauty Qiao Chen."
"Are you exaggerating?"
"real."
The two boys thought their voices were quiet enough, but Liang Bowen and the others actually heard them.
Liang Bowen couldn't help but joked, "Sister Nian, you are so popular! Have you ever considered developing a career in the entertainment industry?" Qiao Nian raised her eyelids, looking quite gangster-like. She didn't pay any attention to the discussions around her. She still had her phone in her hand and never took her eyes off it. She said nonchalantly, "I won't consider it."
"It's so great to be a star. You can make money and be popular." Liang Bowen still didn't give up.
Chen Yuan walked behind them, carrying his schoolbag, and listened to them talking.
He knew Qiao Nian earlier than anyone else, so he was no longer surprised by all this!
When he was in junior high school, Qiao Nian was already very popular, even though his grades were average and he had a cold personality and didn't like to talk to people. But he heard from his mother that Qiao Nian often found love letters stuffed into his schoolbag by boys.
From childhood to adulthood, my mother has collected at least dozens of love letters.
She has received more love letters than Qiao Chen, who is known as the school belle of No. 1 Middle School!
She didn't even care about the love letters stuffed directly into her schoolbag, let alone the concerned looks that only dared to be whispered around her!
Chen Yuan pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly looked at the girl walking in front of him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and asked: "Which flight is yours?"
Qiao Nian was reporting back to the guardhouse when she heard him ask her. She thought for a moment and said, "Number 3."
Chen Yuan grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and looked at her solemnly: "I'll take you there."
Liang Bowen and the others had the same idea and said with Chen Yuan, "Yes, Sister Nian, you will be in Beijing for at least ten days or half a month this time, and we want to see you off at the airport!"
Qiao Nian calculated the time. It was Monday the 3rd, and No. 1 Middle School was in class. If they all skipped class to send her to the airport, she could imagine Shen Hui's angry expression, so she declined their kindness: "I'm going with my friends this time, don't worry about me."
Finally, she met several pairs of eyes and said helplessly, "I'll send you a message when I get there."
She had just finished speaking.
Liang Bowen and the others were about to ask which friend they were talking about when they saw a man waiting at the school gate. When he saw them coming out, he quickly walked towards them.
"Qiao Nian."
Sister Nian doesn’t have a boyfriend. At most, she is the kind of straight woman who has received a lot of love letters since she was a child.
Please give me a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)