Chapter 6: Three Views

Back in her seat, her classmates moved their desks even farther away from Qiao Lan, as if Qiao Lan had the plague on her.

She is deliberately ignoring Qiao Lan far away from Qiao Lan want to see Qiao Lan embarrassed, the results of Qiao Lan face calmly reading and writing, the expression on the face actually looks quite happy, the table was angry for a moment and remembered just and friends said, the face of this better not angry.

Today, my friends said that the way Qiao Lan used to chase after Song Yao Chen Yaoyang's ass, it was obvious how much she wanted to integrate into the class, so how could she really stand their cold shoulder, but she was just pretending not to care, probably crying behind her back and thinking about how to please Qin Yang and the others, and get back together again.

And sitting at the same table as Qiao Lan won't be for long.

The homeroom teacher said that when the midterm exams are over, the seats will be arranged according to the exam rankings.

Qiao Lan scored in the bottom ten of her class in the last monthly exam, there is no way they can sit together again, not only that, she can rely on her grades and can sit very close to Chen Yaoyang!

Chen Yaoyang was first in her class in the last monthly exam, and should still be first in the midterm exam if nothing else.

And on the last monthly exam, she was fifth in her class.

Recently, she has been studying very hard, almost every day she has to study at 1:00 a.m., in order to do better in the exams and get closer to Chen Yaoyang, and when she takes the midterm exams, she has to improve her ranking a little bit more, and it would be better if she can get the second place in the exams. However, Song Yao, who came second in the midterm exam, is better at English than she is, so she's not too sure she can surpass Song Yao, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't come second, third or fourth is fine, because the third and fourth places are behind the first and second places.

The distance between the front and back tables was close enough for her.

She also knew that Song Yao liked Chen Yaoyang, but after all, they were not in a relationship, right? If she relied on her own ability to get closer to Chen Yaoyang, everyone would think that she was serious about her studies, even if she really saw that she liked Chen Yaoyang, she relied on her grades to sit there, and other people would have nothing to say about it, wouldn't they?

People hate Qiao Lan not because Qiao Lan likes Chen Yaoyang, but because Qiao Lan doesn't deserve to like Chen Yaoyang at all.

Thinking so, the table heart suddenly comfortable, glanced at Qiao Lan re-focused on the textbook, do not bother to pay attention to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan's classmates don't care about her anymore. Those who were once jealous of Qiao Lan's ability to talk to Song Yao Chen Yaoyang, those who didn't like her as a people pleaser, and those who hated her in the first place, now the most interesting thing to do in the classroom is to sit together and talk about Qiao Lan, and to bet on the maximum number of days that Qiao Lan can still pretend to be Qiao Lan.

No one believed that Qiao Lan could survive, not even Chen Yaoyang.

However, he wished that Qiao Lan could stay so tough, these days, Song Yao finally did not have such an unholy presence around him, and no one intentionally came close to him to get close to him, Chen Yaoyang felt that the air around him was good.

Everyone thought that Qiao Lan must be regretting in his heart and must be very embarrassed. As for Qiao Lan himself, regret is impossible, but embarrassment is a little bit.

Not because people rejected her, though, but because the radio gymnastics at the Annex were not the same as the ones she used to learn.

She won't, and that's awkward.

Because I do not know how to do so can only follow the other people's do, because it is too substandard also by the class teacher that she is not serious, the class teacher said a few people next to her are laughing at her.

But even so, there was nothing she could do about it, no one in the class was supposed to want to talk to her at this stage, let alone teach her to do exercises, not to mention how odd it sounded to learn to do exercises for a good reason.

When she returned to the classroom after the exercise, Qiao Lan naturally looked towards Tan Mo's position, exactly the same as when she came down the stairs, he didn't even seem to move a bit, still looking down at the book in front of him.

Remembering Tan Mo's deathly silence when she greeted him the other day, Qiao Lan suddenly wanted to really understand Asperger's in its entirety.

However, Qiao Lan doesn't have the means to do so yet. Qiao Lan's clothes are leftovers from her two sisters in the Qiao's family, so she doesn't have a cell phone to look up information, and the Qiao's family doesn't have a computer, so she'll look it up when she has time in the information class.

Since he already knew where Qiao's family lived, Qiao Lan didn't go to the small restaurant where Qiao's father and Qiao's mother lived for a few days, but went straight home.

In the afternoon after school, Mrs. Qiao was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Qiao Yuan hadn't come back yet.

After waiting for a while, Mrs. Qiao answered the phone and said something that Qiao Lan didn't hear while she was sitting in the room.

When it was almost seven o'clock, Qiao Lan was a bit hungry, so she went out of the room and took a look at the kitchen, but there was nothing in the rice cooker except a bowl of cold rice.

Qiao Lan thought about it and came out to ask Old Lady Qiao if she wasn't going to cook today, Old Lady Qiao leaned on the sofa and sniffed with both eyes glaring, "You didn't grow any hands or legs yourself, you won't do it yourself when you're hungry, I'm so old I'm the one who's going to do the cooking?"

Today, the grandson went to his parents' place to eat, and Mrs. Qiao, an old woman, can't eat too much in the evening, so she can just drink some oil tea. As for Qiao Lan, Mrs. Qiao doesn't care whether Qiao Lan is hungry or not, she still has a bowl of rice if she is hungry.

Qiao Lan glanced at Mrs. Qiao and turned back to the kitchen.

The condition of Qiao's family is actually not too bad, although the small restaurant is small and shabby, but after all, it is opened in front of the school, the customer flow is still OK, or else they would not have bought thousands of dollars of shoes for Qiao Yuan.

If you can afford to buy thousands of dollars of shoes, your family's food is not bad, and Qiao Lan is the only one who is bad.

Mrs. Qiao has to cook for Qiao Yuan every day, trying to find ways to cook good food for her grandson. Qiao Lan opens the refrigerator and sees that there are quite a lot of ingredients.

There is still cold rice in the pot, Qiao Lan took two eggs and some vegetables, and then took a piece of meat in the freezer, and then cut the vegetables neatly and heated up the oil, and in a while it was almost cleaned up.

Qiao old lady sitting outside watching TV to watch happy, did not even think of Qiao Lan, and so after sitting for a while in the kitchen wafted out a burst of smell, Qiao old lady smelled quite fragrant, the next moment to react to how this is the smell of meat!

Joe old lady TV also do not watch, put on shoes and run to the kitchen, a go in terrier almost cerebral thrombosis.

Qiao Lan fried himself an egg fried rice, and made two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, the meat dish is a big plate, actually still beef!

In the past, when Qiao Lan was asked to cook by herself, Qiao Lan would at most fry some fried rice or shredded potatoes, so Mrs. Qiao didn't care, but who would have thought that Qiao Lan would actually cook herself a meal of meat. She bought beef yesterday, which is much more expensive than pork and chicken, and was saving it for her grandson, but Qiao Lan made it all up in one meal!

Without thinking, Mrs. Qiao rushed up to take the beef away, Qiao Lan stopped her with one hand and brought the dish back with the other, "What are you doing?"

"Who let you fry this you do not know how expensive beef, just one person to eat fry so much to do what, eat a dish is enough", said again to grab.

Qiao Lan one hand carrying dishes to go out, Qiao old lady was not tall, older slowly bent back the whole person is even smaller, Qiao Lan one hand to stop her, she did not have a little way, angry immediately scolded, "three days do not beat you grow up is it, your parents raised you so much, not a little conscience, a meal to eat after your parents eat what your brother to eat what. ."

This amount of food seems to be eaten by a single person, Qiao Lan is too lazy to break down Old Lady Qiao, picking up chopsticks and starting to eat.

I had a small bowl of rice for lunch, and Mrs. Qiao hated to pile all the dishes in front of her grandson, Qiao Lan was really hungry at this moment.

Old Lady Qiao couldn't snatch it away and was so angry that she couldn't stop cursing, but seeing how fast Qiao Lan was eating, she had no choice, so she ran to the kitchen and grabbed another pair of chopsticks.

We can't let Qiao Lan eat it all!

Hurriedly, he grabbed the biggest piece of beef on his plate and popped it into his mouth for a chew.

Didn't chew.

And chipped a tooth.

Qiao's father said last year that he would give Qiao a denture, but Qiao didn't do it because it was too expensive, saying that she didn't eat much in her old age and that it was okay for her to drink congee or something.

Old Mrs. Qiao's teeth ached as she covered her mouth, a mouthful of meat choked her and she felt like her teeth were going to fall out, and she screamed in anger, "Don't do it if you don't know how to do it, and make it so hard who can eat it!"

Qiao Lan slowly also took a large piece of meat and put it in her mouth and ate it very timidly, "I can."

Mrs. Joe: ......

Qiao Lan looked like she was deliberately showing Mrs. Qiao her good teeth, she ate very quickly, and when she was done eating, Qiao Lan even thoughtfully gave Mrs. Qiao a piece of potato, "This one has been stewed for a long time, it's rotten, eat this one."

Mrs. Joe: .......

Pissed off with chest pains.

She couldn't snatch it away, and she couldn't eat it, so Mrs. Qiao sat across from Qiao Lan and watched her eat, and began to fall into self-doubt.

Is this the same old timid say-it-or-do-it junior of her family?

What's going on here lately? Why aren't you afraid of her all of a sudden?

Waiting for a good half day of self-doubt after a lowered head, found that half a plate of dishes have been eaten by Qiao Lan, Old Lady Qiao hurriedly pressed the dish, "Enough is enough to prepare how much to eat, leave the rest for your brother to come back to eat later."

"It's ten o'clock since Qiao Yuan came back, and you still have the nerve to give him food."

Mrs. Joe: ......

Qiao Yuan has grown too fat. A few days ago, he went to the hospital and the doctor told him to eat less, especially at night, and not to eat anything after dinner, especially big fish and meat. Qiao's father recently did not allow Qiao Yuan to eat late-night snacks. Although Qiao's father was heartbroken, he was worried that his grandson was too fat and unhealthy, so he had to stop giving Qiao Yuan food.

Mrs. Qiao felt that she usually disliked people like a cannonball, but today she was so blocked by Qiao Lan that she couldn't say a word, and as she watched Qiao Lan finish all the food, Mrs. Qiao thought that she had spent tens of dollars and all of it went to Qiao Lan's stomach, and then she was in a panic.

"It's not like you can finish such a big plate, you usually eat that much..."

That's because that's all there is to eat.

This body is starved to such a state, what is there to eat, eat as much as you want without fear of growing meat.

Mrs. Joe's out of ideas. All she's got is her mouth.

"Eat eat eat, just know to eat, eat so much fart will not, study study can not keep up, your father and your mother so busy even a favor do not help, or have the ability to find a rich man like your second sister married, or you and other people Lulu the same as the study of learning to learn in front of, nothing can not be in front of me this wife cross."

The Lulu in Mrs. Qiao's mouth is the daughter of Mr. Qiao's second uncle's family, and Qiao Lan is in the same school and grade, but not in the same class, the last monthly examination was the tenth in the class, and was blown up by her parents as if she were in the top ten of the grade.

Qiao Lan's second sister Qiao Han, just twenty this year, married a second marriage with a child nearly forty-year-old businessman, recently gave birth to a son, every day to find ways to bring the son in front of his ex-wife to show off, a few days ago and his ex-wife just had a fight.

Qiao Lan felt it was better for her not to listen to Mrs. Qiao for fear that her three views would collapse.

Mrs. Qiao said a lot of things, but Qiao Lan still ate calmly.

Old Mrs. Qiao's chest hurt even more when she looked at her laid-back look.