"Hmph!" He Yun snorted. What does that mean? Do you think they enjoy bullying others?
"Okay, stop talking." Qiao Nan held her forehead. Zhu Baoguo's words were too easy to make her hate him.
Zhu Baoguo made Qiao Nan hate him twice. When they went to the dormitory, no one walked with Qiao Nan. Everyone stayed away from Qiao Nan, and no one talked to Qiao Nan.
If a normal little girl encountered this, she would probably feel wronged and inferior. The next three years would be difficult, and who knows what her studies would be like. Qiao Nan had to be thankful again that she was not a real sixteen-year-old child. After all, she was more sensitive than most people at this time in her previous life.
After arriving at the dormitory, Qiao Nan found her bed and box, put her clothes directly in, and locked it with a small lock.
The beds and quilts in the dormitories of Pingcheng High School are all distributed uniformly, and the money has long been included in the tuition that students have to pay.
Qiao Nan is a special admission student and is exempted from tuition and miscellaneous fees. Even the money for the quilts in the dormitory is waived by the school, so when Qiao Nan and Zhou Lei went to register just now, they were really just going to register.
Looking at the quilt that is exactly the same as others, Qiao Nan took out the needle and thread and embroidered the words "Qiao Nan" and "Class 1, Grade 1" directly on the corner of her quilt.
In this way, even if she takes the quilt out to dry in the future, Qiao Nan will not be afraid of losing her quilt and not being able to find it back.
The other five girls in the dormitory were stunned and dumbfounded.
Yes, why didn't they think of putting a mark on their own quilts? After all, everyone's quilt size and quilt cover are the same color. What if they move out to dry the quilts and put so many quilts together and mix them up? What if they can't find their own quilts?
No one thought of it before, so naturally no one was prepared like Qiao Nan.
After all, today is the first day, it's best to take the quilts out to dry. The school has arranged a large area for students to dry quilts. Unfortunately, even in this situation, they dare not take their quilts out to dry. But if they don't dry them, they can't cover themselves at night. What should they do?
Regardless of the reactions of the five girls in the same dormitory, after marking their quilts, Qiao Nan took the quilt out to dry it first.
Even though the school had arranged a large area for drying quilts, it would be too crowded if all students came to dry them, so the sooner they dried, the sooner they would occupy the space.
After drying the quilts, Qiao Nan wiped the sides of his bed. This neat and tidy look was much more diligent than the previous classmates who cleaned the classroom.
He Yun saw Qiao Nan busy in and out, and had done most of the work. He gritted his teeth and walked to Qiao Nan's side: "Qiao, Qiao Nan, can I borrow some needles and thread from you? I, I also want to make a mark, so as not to confuse it with other people's quilts."
"Sure." Qiao Nan replied lightly, and then handed the needles and thread to He Yun: "You can choose the color yourself."
"No, no, this color is good." He Yun is the only one in Class 1, Grade 1 in the whole school, and there is no possibility of confusion.
More importantly, He Yun usually doesn't touch needles and thread at home. If He Yun is asked to change the color of thread, she is afraid that she will not be able to wear it well, and it will be embarrassing in front of others.
He Yun had seen Qiao Nan embroidering easily before, and it took her only a short while to finish. The most important thing was that the words she embroidered were very beautiful. He Yun thought it was very simple, until she started to do it herself, and then she realized how simple it was? Simple as hell!
Looking at her own crooked embroidered name, which was "comparable" to her own name when she was just learning to write in kindergarten, He Yun had the urge to cover her face.
She knew that Qiao Nan was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination, and she knew that Qiao Nan was smarter than the average person, but what she didn't know was that this person was not only smart but also very knowledgeable. The words she embroidered were so beautiful. Was Qiao Nan one of those young ladies from ancient times?
Do you have to be so versatile? Do you want to let people live?
Thinking of the words embroidered by Qiao Nan, and then looking at the words she embroidered, He Yun almost didn't have the courage to dry her quilt.
"Qiao Nan, can you lend it to us too?" With He Yun taking the lead, several other students in the dormitory also responded, and came forward to ask Qiao Nan to borrow in a friendly tone.
"Sure, He Yun will use it, and you can continue to use it one by one." Qiao Nan nodded.
Qiao Nan's calm attitude made these students feel relieved.
Everyone thought that no one had paid attention to Qiao Nan just now, but now they had to ask Qiao Nan to borrow things. Everyone felt strange in their hearts, and the embarrassed expression could not be wiped away.
"You can use it." He Yun, who was called, blushed and handed over the needle and thread he had used, then picked up his quilt and rushed out as fast as possible to avoid others seeing his face as red as a monkey's butt.
When the other four students also embroidered their names, they all encountered He Yun's embarrassment and problems.
But at least, everyone finally followed Qiao Nan's example, marked the quilts, and hung them out to dry.
After all, they were all good students with smart brains, and no one embroidered something particularly complicated. They just used the pattern of a matchstick man, embroidering the name stroke by stroke.
It was ugly, but the most important thing was that people could recognize it as their own name and not get confused. Besides, this kind of stroke-like embroidery was fast!
When all the quilts in Qiao Nan's dormitory were hung out to dry, there was not much room left for drying the quilts.
"Is it time to eat?" Tang Mengran, the dormitory head appointed by the head teacher, approached He Yun and asked, "Do we want some?"
They had just borrowed Qiao Nan's things, so it was not good to ignore Qiao Nan at this time.
"Qiao Nan, it's time to go to the cafeteria for dinner. Do you want to go?" He Yun also mustered up the courage to ask Qiao Nan.
"Okay." Qiao Nan put down her book. If her classmates rejected her, she would not squeeze in. But if her classmates were willing to accept her, she would not deliberately act like a loner.
Qiao Nan's good temper made the five classmates relax a little. They felt comfortable and not as nervous as before as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
In the end, He Yun couldn't help but say, "Qiao Nan, you actually have a good temper." Even though Qiao Nan was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination and the number one in the school, he was a nice person with a good temper. He was easy to get along with. She thought that a top student like Qiao Nan should be aloof.
Qiao Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Actually, I've always been easy to get along with." At most, he was just not easy to get close to.
"The main reason is that your deskmate is too fierce and scary. Qiao Nan, are you familiar with your deskmate? The two of you?" The life committee member asked curiously and gossiped: "I see that you have a good relationship with your deskmate. Do you have that kind of relationship with him?"
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