Through the Window: Lin Luoxue's Lazy Cousin

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"Thank you?" Xiao Haiyang asked, puzzled. "Why should I thank you?"

"Heh, I'll definitely beat him up!" Yu Hao said confidently.

You'll find out then!

...

Lunch.

Qiao Yingzi came out of the room.

Seeing Song Qian setting the table, she asked in surprise, "Mom? Aren't you coming home to cook lunch?"

“It’s okay, you can study here whenever you have time.” Song Qian said, her hands still busy. “From now on, I’ll cook lunch for you, consider it tuition fee.”

"Really?!" Qiao Yingzi exclaimed excitedly.

Doesn't this mean she finally doesn't have to drink medicinal cuisine anymore?!

Is there anything more blissful than this?!

No!

We need to confirm this.

Qiao Yingzi came to Su Chen's side and asked in a low voice, "My mother didn't buy any Chinese medicine, did she?"

"Buy Chinese medicine?" Yu Hao asked, puzzled. "Why would you buy that? Are you sick?"

"No, my mom was worried that I would fall behind in my senior year of high school, so she would make me a medicinal meal almost every few days. I felt nauseous just from the smell, let alone eating it."

Listen to what Qiao Yingzi said.

Yu Hao and Xiao Haiyang finally understood what Su Chen meant.

If you're cooking for them, then it's indeed impossible to prepare traditional Chinese medicine.

Su Chen smiled and said, "What I can say for sure now is that you don't need to worry about eating medicinal food for lunch these days, but we can't say for sure about dinner."

Qiao Yingzi: ? ? ?

How could I have forgotten about this?

...

In the days that followed.

Song Qian cooks lunch for Su Chen and the others every day at noon.

Qiao Yingzi moved to Lin Luoxue's room to study.

I study for three hours every day.

This is much more diligent than what Xiao Haiyang and his group did back then.

However, Song Qian felt that the time was too short, but Su Chen's attitude was very firm.

Three hours.

Not a minute more.

There was nothing Song Qian could do; she could see that her daughter's grades had indeed improved.

We have no choice but to accept this time limit.

We chat and laugh together every day.

It's not just Qiao Yingzi.

Even Song Qian felt that she had become much younger.

The most frustrated person here is Qiao Weidong, who came to see him several times.

They didn't even meet their daughter.

No one answered the phone.

If he hadn't managed to get through to Song Qian on the phone, he would have gone to the police station.

And during this period.

Yu Hao and the others were also not satisfied with Su Chen's expectations.

I really just stay at home every day.

Some people are cooking, and some are chatting.

They wouldn't even leave the house.

That's really enough.

...

this day.

Reporting to the senior class of Chunfeng Middle School.

Senior high school students and their parents walk through the school gate.

Qiao Yingzi stood at the door of the senior high school classroom.

Looking at the endless stream of people below, I was filled with emotion.

My miserable senior year of high school.

It's finally time to begin.

"Yingzi, Yingzi~" A slender figure, also wearing a school uniform, appeared behind her, and a cell phone appeared in front of her: "You're about to enter your senior year of high school. What are your thoughts? Tell me quickly."

"Heh, I think you want to die." Qiao Yingzi retorted without any politeness, "Fang Yifan, can't you be a little more mature?"

Fang Yifan said into his phone, "I think I'm pretty mature~"

"As soon as I entered my senior year of high school, I started preparing to make money."

Fang Yifan turned around and faced the girl on the other side.

on the screen.

With delicate eyebrows and narrow eyes, and her hair tied in a ponytail, her pure and innocent appearance was still undeniable despite wearing a school uniform.

"Goddess, Goddess, is there anything you'd like to say to your senior year of high school?"

"I can record it for you, and you can watch it later."

"Zhitao, ignore him. This guy is just a madman." Qiao Yingzi looked at Fang Yifan: "No matter who comes, they'll go crazy."

Hear this.

Fang Yifan put down his phone and said in shock, "Academic genius, this isn't like you at all."

"You wouldn't joke with me like this before. What's wrong? Did something happen during your holiday?"

"Yes, Yingzi." Huang Zhitao also looked worried: "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"What are you thinking?" Qiao Yingzi looked at the two of them strangely. "Am I any different?"

"Yes," Fang Yifan nodded, "and it's very big."

“In the past, you would have just said I was boring.”

Huang Zhitao nodded: "And just now, you even made a joke."

"Really?" Qiao Yingzi hadn't even thought about this question herself. "Perhaps it's because I had a particularly enjoyable holiday this time."

"happy?"

Huang Zhitao and Fang Yifan exchanged a glance and said in unison, "How about we take you to the infirmary first?"

"It's rare to see you two so in sync." Qiao Yingzi laughed as she looked at their exaggerated expressions. "It's nothing, it's just that a new neighbor came to our building, and he's quite capable."

"I've been getting tutoring at his house lately, and it's been really effective!"

Qiao Yingzi was not lying.

But it gave the other two people a headache.

"A top student is indeed a top student; he can even talk about tutoring so happily." Fang Yifan looked conflicted: "If it were me, I probably would have gone crazy by now."

However, after confirming that Qiao Yingzi was alright, Fang Yifan pointed his phone at Huang Zhitao.

"Girl, you haven't answered what I just said."

"If you don't know what to say, you can tell me how you feel about me. This is your last year of high school, have you considered being with me?"

"Fang Hou, have some shame! My Zhi Tao is so beautiful, how could she possibly be with you?" Qiao Yingzi herself didn't realize that what she was saying was becoming more and more like what Su Chen's friends were saying.

Fang Yifan still wouldn't give up, but Huang Zhitao slapped him and put his phone down.

"Stop fooling around, we're in our final year of high school, our main task is to study," Huang Zhitao said with a serious expression.

"How boring." Fang Yifan put his phone back and suddenly asked, "Have you heard? This year's rally is different from previous years."

"What's the difference?" Huang Zhitao asked, puzzled.

"I heard they're inviting three outstanding graduates to give us speeches this year," Fang Yifan whispered. "I also heard that our school's most famous sleeping god will be there!"

"The God of Sleep?" Huang Zhitao opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth and whispered, "Is it the one who got zero in English on the college entrance exam but full marks in all other subjects?"