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Qiao Lan sat in the room dumbfounded for a long time.

Qiao Lan is only sixteen now!

Are you crazy to find your in-laws at sixteen?

She thought before that she had taken the exam so well this time, and the Qiao family could treat her better, but now she understands that for these people, it is even more exciting for these people to take a Tsinghua Peking University exam and not marry a rich person at all. .

Qiao Lan suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

No matter how good the book is, it is of no use to them.

If they really found the so-called "good people" for Qiao Lan, and Qiao Lan disagrees, then will Qiao's father and Qiao's mother stop her from studying?

Probably.

No, it should be so.

Anyway, she has no money to pay the tuition. If Qiao's family cuts her tuition, then she will have no choice but to insist.

Qiao Lan thought that she should be able to graduate from high school and then go to an outside university so that she could get rid of it, but now she heard Qiao's mother's plan.

Qiao Lan realized that she must do something.

She must make a plan in the fastest time.

That night, Qiao Lan struggled to fall asleep amidst the screams of Sister Qiao and Mother Qiao.

I went to school the next day and walked into the classroom. There were only a dozen students living in the classroom, and some of my classmates took the initiative to say hello to her.

After being xenophobic for nearly a month, Qiao Lan had forgotten what it was like to talk to her classmates.

After I got back, I sat in my seat, took out the political textbook, went outside to endorse the book as usual, and then ran morning exercises.

Back in the classroom, I took a cup of water and fetched water downstairs. When I finished the water, I glanced back unconsciously, but I happened to see Tan Mo slowly rolling the wheelchair.

After forming a habit for nearly a month, Qiao Lan subconsciously wanted to say good morning to Tan Mo again, but she took it back when she reached her lips.

After talking with Tan Mo that day, on the way home, Qiao Lan tried to stand in Tan Mo's position in empathy to understand her initiative and how she felt to Tan Mo.

People who have not been in contact with outsiders for a long time will be afraid of someone taking the initiative to greet her, and will be very resistant when the phone rings.

Na Tan Mo, a person who has suffered from Asperger's disease since childhood, will only get worse, so in her opinion, a gentle greeting, Tan Mo may be very repulsive and make him feel at a loss.

Tan Mo also saw Qiao Lan.

He was sure that Qiao Lan had just seen him.

The movement of Tan Mo's hand speeded up a bit even he didn't realize it, but when he raised his head again, the girl who would have stopped talking to him when she saw him was gone.

Tan Mo shook his hand in the wheelchair and froze there for a while.

No one knew that Tan Mo at this moment actually wanted to take the initiative to say good morning to Qiao Lan.

Tan Mo lowered his head, rolled his wheelchair again after a while, entered the classroom, and returned to the shadow he had been sitting in for more than two months.

And Qiao Lan sat at the door, the farthest away from him.

Tan Mo's light brown eyes fixedly looked in Qiao Lan's direction. He saw Qiao Lan, who had never communicated with others like him before, was talking with her new tablemate at the moment.

What they said, they said it for a long time, maybe one minute or two minutes.

How much can you say in two minutes? Tan Mo didn't know.

After the death of his mother, he never communicated with anyone for more than two minutes.

Qiao Lan's so many days, and all the words he has said, may not exceed two minutes.

The sourness that rushed into my heart that day came back again, and there was more than that day that Tan Mo couldn’t tell. He couldn’t describe what it was like, he just knew that he didn’t want to see Qiao Lan and others. People speak so much.

And it was something he couldn't guess.

Tan Mo has been in this seat for more than two months. He has never felt anything wrong, but now he is dissatisfied.

Too far.

It was too far away to hear Qiao Lan's voice at all.

Qiao Lan's new tablemate named Pei Ning is a boy who is about the same size as Qiao Lan and has a very introvert personality.

It's not Tan Mo's indifference to strangers, or timid, or introverted.

And Qiao Lan suspected that Pei Ning might like Song Yao.

Qiao Lan was a little guilty, if it weren't because she was determined not to sit at the same table with Chen Yaoyang, then Pei Ning's tablemate might be Song Yao.

But now that there is no way, Pei Ning is introverted, but if you have any questions, you still know everything.

Qiao Lan is now asking Pei Ning about the bursary and scholarship of the affiliated high school.

Yesterday, Qiao's mother and Qiao's second sister said that Qiao Lan didn't sleep well all night, so after coming to the classroom for a few days, please find out.

Pei Ning didn't know much, but he was much better than Qiao Lan. After Pei Ning finished speaking, Qiao Lan had a general understanding.

Qiao Lan herself is a poor student, so she has a bursary of 200 yuan every month, which will be added to the meal card, and half of the students in the bursary class have it.

But the scholarship is different. The scholarship system of the attached middle school is privately set by the school. The standards for the first-class scholarship are very simple and rude, and the person with the highest score at the end of the two semesters.

Once a year, five thousand yuan each time.

The second prize is for students whose final scores are in the top four and who do not qualify for the first prize can get 3,000 yuan.

Qiao Lan was ready to move.

High school fees are not too expensive, 800 yuan a semester, and 600 yuan for accommodation. If you can get a scholarship, you should not have to worry about tuition. In the future, even if Qiao's father and Qiao's mother will not let her go to school, she can still afford the tuition. Affordable accommodation fees.

Of course, it is still uncertain whether the money can be obtained. Even if it can be obtained, it will be the end of the first year of high school. So in addition to the scholarship, Qiao Lan has to find a way to save money again.

You can’t count on Qiao’s family. It’s better to rely on people than on yourself. Qiao Lan decided to go to work in the fastest time.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is still plenty of time in the first year of high school, when the second year of high school starts to study in the evening, there is no time at all.

Waiting for the weekend, Qiao Lan plans to go out to work and save some money, or she won't even have living expenses in the future.

After making good plans, Qiao Lan was relieved a lot, and in order to make free time, Qiao Lan took the class more seriously, and the time after class was not wasted.

Pei Ning used to study very hard, but after sitting at the same table with Qiao Lan, seeing Qiao Lan's learning enthusiasm suddenly gave birth to the illusion that I didn't work hard enough.

So inexplicably, he started to work harder.

The results of Class 13 were at the forefront of the age, but since the mid-term exam, the learning enthusiasm of Class 13 has become more visible to the naked eye.

The students probably have this idea in their hearts. Even with Qiao Lan's poor foundation, he can now get to the first grade. What else is impossible.

And Chen Yaoyang, who was originally smart, didn't want to be pressed down by Qiao Lan next time. He actually knew to endorse recently.

Lao Liu was very interested in such a strong learning atmosphere in the class. He was happy all day. The head teachers of the next few classes stood on the podium every day and scolded the students in his class.

"My class 13 took the first place last time, and now you still struggle like this. What qualifications do you have not to work hard!"

As a result, when Qiao Lan got up early to endorse, she found that there were many more students around her than before.

The last class in the afternoon is PE again.

It was with Class 5, that is, Hao Ying and his class.

Qiao Lan actually likes sports, and does not exclude physical education. When I was in high school, I had close classmates. In physical education, they would often sit and talk together.

But now, although since the midterm results came out, the class has gradually started to talk to her, but it's just talking.

For Qiao Lan, such a physical education class is not fun at all.

As usual, Qiao Lan was going to go back to the classroom to read books as usual after she was disbanded.

But today, the physical education teacher suddenly came into interest and did not disband after finishing the activity, but organized the whole class to do activities together.

A bunch of boys who had brought basketball and were going to play with Class 5 began to cry together.

The physical education teacher was completely unmoved, and enthusiastically took the whole class to the big playground, and enthusiastically "played games with the students."

The boys looked at the class 5 classmates on the court, and the girls looked at the girls sitting on the lawn listening to music and chatting. They all protested with their whole body cells.

But the protest was invalid.

The physical education teacher didn't know what kind of style he smoked today. One class is forty-five minutes, and when the activity is finally over, there are only five minutes left.

The next five shifts have played a game.

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Qiao Lan, who wanted to go back to the classroom to read, looked at the time, but in the end she didn't go back and waited for the get out of class bell.

There are only five minutes left, and everyone has nowhere to go, walking and talking, especially now, there are several campus celebrities on the court.

For example, Song Yao, who many boys like, and Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying, who are almost all of the girls present, attract attention where they go, who they are talking to, and every move.

But since taking the midterm exam, another Qiao Lan has been added.

First grade, this name is always intriguing. Many students came directly to the class to watch them. Now they are in physical education. Knowing that Qiao Lan is here, many students are also watching Qiao Lan.

"Qiao Lan, the high ponytail over there."

"The difference is 108 points. It's really awesome, but it's not pretty."

"It's enough for people to study well. Why do they want to be so good-looking?" someone retorted and glanced at Qiao Lan. "It's not bad. The facial features are beautiful. If they are white, they are absolutely beautiful."

"He's so tall, it's more than one meter and seven meters, and the legs are so long..."

"Too skinny..."

"God made me so thin..."

Everyone was chattering, until the teacher yelled to dismiss, and then slowly walked to the classroom.

Qiao Lan also moved into the classroom with the crowd, and suddenly a person jumped over behind him, hot, Qiao Lan subconsciously avoided, and when she turned her head, she met Hao Ying with a brilliant smile.

Looking at the white and uniform teeth, Qiao Lan's first thought was that the boy could go to shoot the toothpaste advertisement.

Hao Ying is still familiar. He just finished playing, took off his school uniform and only wore a sleeveless T-shirt, holding the ball in his hands, ignoring the surprised expressions of the people around him and said to Qiao Lan, "Thank you. "

Thank you?

Thanks what?

Qiao Lan felt inexplicable, "You have admitted the wrong person."

"How is it possible?" Hao Ying said. Last time I thought Qiao Lan lied to him, so I found Qiao Lan's name specially. This time Qiao Lan was the first in grade, so how could he admit wrong.

Hao Ying feels better when he thinks of this. This time he got 123 points in mathematics. His father gave him a lot of pocket money, and his mother changed him to the latest iPhone.

Li Fan and Qin Yang patted Chen Yaoyang, "When did Qiao Lan meet Hao Ying?"

"I don't know," Chen Yaoyang frowned, and he was also surprised. After all, Hao Ying and Qiao Lan weren't the same, and Chen Yaoyang didn't even think of the opportunity for the two to meet.

Some people were talking, some were playing with their mobile phones, and no one noticed the teenager in a wheelchair on the first floor of the teaching building a few minutes ago.

The pale boy looked at the smile on Qiao Lan's face and the tall and handsome boy next to her.

That boy loves to laugh, is sunny, lively, healthy, and is completely different from the communication barrier, gloomy, and disabled him.

No one knew Tan Mo, who never took the initiative to walk out of the classroom, how long he stayed there, and no one knew what he was looking at or what he saw.

The setting sun gradually fell, and the sun shone on the empty table in Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan returned to the classroom, even though she had decided not to disturb Tan Mo again, she still glanced at Tan Mo's position subconsciously.

The brows frowned silently.

Tan Mo is not in the classroom.

But Qiao Lan didn't think much about it. Tan Mo may have left early in the physical education class because of the lack of people.

When she got home, Qiao's mother kept her eyes on Qiao Lan, looked Qiao Lan up and down, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Our children are all quite white, so it's just that you don't fall into the dark."

Mother Qiao was a little worried. Sister Qiao said before that she would introduce someone to Qiao Lan. If they think Qiao Lan is ugly, how can this be done?

Qiao Lan: ...

She's just not white, but it's not black and fall.

Besides, she is malnourished every day, and she must be yellow and thin. If she is delicious and delicious, she might be whiter than the little white fat man Qiao Yuan.

But Qiao's mother suddenly began to pay attention to Qiao Lan's appearance, which was not a good thing for Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan couldn't wait for the weekend, and planned to go after school on Friday to see if there was any recruitment.

After going to school the next day, until the first class was in, Qiao Lan looked back several times, but didn't see Tan Mo.

Tan Mo did not come today.

Why didn't you come?

I got sick?

Or is there something at home?

As a result, Tan Mo still didn't come the next day, and no one in the class felt surprised. When she happened to meet the class teacher on the way after school in the afternoon, Qiao Lan and the class teacher inquired about it, and the class teacher said she didn't know.

Tan Mo is different from other students in that he doesn't have to go to school or ask for leave.

Qiao Lan went home, ate something casually, put down her schoolbag and went out to find a place to work.

In the past, Qiao Lan's high school was funded by well-wishers, so she didn't have to worry about tuition, but if she had free time, she would still go to work to earn some money. After all, there was no source of income, which would make people feel insecure.

Later, after going to university, I even worked a few jobs to support tuition and living expenses.

I used to hand out flyers and worked as a waiter in college, and did all kinds of jobs. After college, Qiao Lan could find a better job like a tutor because of his good college entrance examination results and the highest financial university in the country.

Qiao Lan now has only a freshman year, and she can only work at night and weekends. It is too difficult to find a job that can work for a long time.

Qiao Lan wandered from 7 to 10 in the evening, holding a bunch of recruitment slips in her hand, and copying a lot of addresses and phone numbers in the notebook. She didn't get home until nearly 11 o'clock, and her ears automatically blocked the chattering of Mrs. Qiao. , Go to bed early.

I went out again at dawn the next day.

Take out the recruiters selected yesterday and ask one by one.

Qiao Lan is only a first-year high school student. It is really inconvenient. She couldn't find it all morning. She is not 18 years old now, and only has a junior high school education. After shaking for nearly a day, I couldn't find it. Gradually one day passed and the night came again. The surrounding lights gradually turned on. Qiao Lan went to the store to buy a piece of bread and sat on a chair next to a small alley on a gravel road to look around.

Nearly ten minutes later, a western restaurant that hadn't turned on the lights finally came and turned on the lights late. The graceful proprietress put up a business sign with her hair tied up, and a while later posted a recruitment form on the glass.

Qiao Lan finished the bread in two bites, wiped her hands, and walked in.

I saw this western restaurant when I just passed by here. It has two floors and the decoration is very exquisite. Now when the lights are turned on, it is even more unique.

After looking for a day, even the worst job could not be found. Qiao Lan simply asked a better one. It was very difficult anyway.

Part of the reason is that Qiao Lan once worked in a western restaurant, learned how to make coffee, and passed English.

When Qiao Lan walked in, the lady boss glanced at Qiao Lan, "What to eat."

Qiao Lan pointed to the window, "I'm here to apply."

...

Qiao Lan, who had been busy all day, finally made another village bright.

The proprietress said she didn't want to be underage, Qiao Lan said that she was over sixteen years old, and the proprietress also said that she should have a high school degree or above. Qiao Lan said that she had good grades.

I had been arguing with the proprietress for nearly half an hour, and the proprietress seemed impatient. As a result, the clerk had a request for leave today and there were many customers. Qiao Lan volunteered that she would make coffee. The proprietress asked Qiao Lan to give it a try. Worked all night.

The proprietress did not expect that the little girl was very dexterous. The most important thing was that she was very proficient. Whether it was making coffee or ordering, she was very proficient. The proprietress finally believed Qiao Lan's claim that she had worked in a western restaurant before.

But Qiao Lan's time is a problem. Qiao Lan can only come in the evening and weekends. Qiao Lan said that she could pay less.

The proprietress stared at Qiao Lan for a long time. She was sympathetic. She finally agreed and asked her to come to the store at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Qiao Lan went out for shopping for a day and finally found a job. Although only more than one thousand yuan a month, she is already very satisfied!

After starting work the next day, Qiao Lan found out that although the location of this shop is quite off-the-wall and the items are also very expensive, there are not many people here, and many of them are regular customers.

Tan Mo didn't like to go out very much, especially these two days, but Tan's father came to pick up the people, and Tan Mo finally went out.

Tan Mo and his mother have always been abroad. Tan's father thought that Tan Mo might like Western food, so he took him to a western restaurant he usually goes to. Although the shop is not very big, the environment and taste are first-class.

Tan Fu and Tan Mo said that something tasted great here, but Tan Mo's expression was faint, without any reaction.

Tan's father asked Tan Mo why he didn't go to school these two days. The teacher called to ask him. Tan Mo was sitting in a wheelchair with no expression on his face, "I don't want to go."

Father Tan frowned.

At first, he had finally persuaded Tan Mo to go to school, but he didn't know what happened, and Tan Mo suddenly stopped going.

Father Tan happened to have some free time today, so he took Tan Mo out for dinner, and wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tan Mo.

Tan Fu became used to being a leader. Talking to Tan Mo was okay at the beginning, but after speaking, it became the tone of talking to subordinates. Tan Mo was already annoyed, and the more he wanted to leave, he was looking up. Suddenly saw a familiar back figure.

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