Not Looking for Comfort Chapter 1

My bad classmate doesn't need comfort

Wenlongqi

John Qiao yawned and glanced at the call duration on the phone screen.

Three minutes had passed, and his grandfather, who was over 70 years old, was still roaring with all his might.

"I think your father is out of his mind, he actually let you go to such a shabby school. If his old Qiao family is in trouble, you can come to me. You can choose any famous school, not to mention domestic ones, even foreign ones..."

John Qiao could only repeat what he had said countless times recently: "Grandpa, I chose the school myself. I wanted to go there myself."

Patrick Yang paused, his voice still loud but not as fierce: "Why do you have to go to such a shabby... I mean a school so far away?" It was his grandson's choice, so it was hard to say.

John Qiao tilted his head, scratched his ears and said, "I met a fortune teller, who told me that I would be in trouble in the west, but blessed in the east, and that I would be able to rise up and become a singing serf if I were transferred to another school."

Patrick Yang: ...

John Qiao said quietly, "Grandpa, you always told me that it is better to believe something than not to believe it."

Patrick Yang felt heartbroken: "Shao Shao, you are only seventeen years old, it is not good to be so superstitious."

John Qiao said: "I'm not superstitious, I'm just taking precautions."

Patrick Yang had offended countless people in his life, but he had no idea what to do with his own grandson.

John Qiao coaxed him again, "East District No. 1 Middle School is pretty good. Most people want to get in but can't. Grandpa, don't worry. I'll go to a new environment and study hard. I won't embarrass you."

The three words "new environment" touched Patrick Yang, and he compromised: "Okay..."

After hanging up the phone, John Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his transfer to another school was completely settled.

From the day he proposed to go to East District No. 1 Middle School, he was bombarded from all sides.

His father, grandfather, and grandparents, as well as his cousins   and friends, all came to him one by one to "talk", wanting to know what he was trying to do.

In fact, John Qiao didn't have any evil thoughts. He just wanted to go to a regular high school and study hard to make progress every day.

However, when he said these eight words, the looks of those who heard him became even weirder.

John Qiao was dissatisfied: What? Can't he study hard? He loves studying!

Since no one believed him the more he talked, John Qiao simply made up a fortune teller's lies.

I never expected... this ridiculous excuse could really scare everyone.

For a moment, John Qiao didn't know whether he should feel sorry for them for being so stupid or for himself for being so discredited.

After washing up, Aunt Grace invited him to have breakfast.

John Qiao asked: "Where's my dad?"

Aunt Grace said, "Mr. Qiao left home at five in the morning, saying he had a meeting in Hong Kong at eight."

John Qiao pursed his lips and said, "Can't we go a day earlier? He sleeps so little, does he think his hair is too thick?"

Aunt Grace laughed and said, "Mr. Qiao never sleeps outside."

Hearing this, John Qiao said nothing, but just poked the muffin on the plate.

Aunt Grace realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and quickly said, "I also baked some cookies. I'll go check the heat."

John Qiao agreed.

As soon as Aunt Grace left, John Qiao's phone rang again.

As soon as he saw the word "Grandpa" on the screen, his head started to hurt.

If he remembered correctly, his grandfather was in Italy right now. There was a six-hour time difference between the two places. He was still awake at two o'clock in the morning!

It seems that the Qiao family's habit of not taking care of their hair is hereditary.

After answering the phone, the old man of the Qiao family said in a noble voice: "Go downstairs."

John Qiao: "Grandpa, I haven't opened my clothes from last season yet."

Qiao Ruan said, "Throw it away."

How could John Qiao dare to say more? His grandfather had dominated the fashion circle for more than fifty years, and at the age of seventy-one, he was still a trendsetter. He really couldn't afford to offend him.

John Qiao agreed and said, "It's only two o'clock there, go to bed quickly. I'll go downstairs to get my clothes and take some pictures for you later."

Qiao Ruan said: "No need to take pictures."

John Qiao laughed: "Really not necessary?"

Oliver Qiao didn't say anything, but didn't hang up the phone.

John Qiao smiled so much that his eyes curved: "Okay, go to bed quickly, I'll send it to you in the evening, I guarantee you'll see the handsome photo of your grandson when you wake up."

Oliver Qiao hummed and hung up the call.

After going downstairs, even though John Qiao was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

The gift boxes took up half of the living room. What was even more terrible was that each gift box was tied with a shiny orange bow. If ordinary people saw it, their eyes would probably hurt.

John Qiao likes bright colors like orange and gold. Oliver Qiao thinks this is not fashionable enough and will not make such clothes for him to wear - John Qiao will not wear them even if he makes them!

But he will be satisfied with these small details.

Just...

With so many golden bows, John Qiao couldn't imagine what the assistants who brought in these gift boxes would think of him.

A seven-foot-tall man likes such a girl's heart, John Qiao's face was a little hot.

After opening the gift box, John Qiao felt excited when he saw the things inside.

There are not only clothes, shoes and watches, but also four school bags that don't look much different, probably used to match different clothes, and two boxes of stationery. The pens are so beautifully packaged that there is no doubt that they are very expensive.

Oliver Qiao, who had never agreed with John Qiao going to East District No. 1 Middle School, sent him the necessities just before school started.

However, John Qiao would not use any of these necessities.

Although Donggao is a standard high school, it also has special classes and international classes.

All of them are children from wealthy families, and they have good eyesight. John Qiao went there wearing all his clothes, but he still couldn't learn anything.

Mr. Qiao is devoted to his studies and doesn't want to show off.

So he has to buy the necessities for school by himself, from stationery to clothes, he has to pick the most common ones!

He left as soon as he said he would. After asking Aunt Grace to pack up the clothes and stationery, John Qiao put on an inconspicuous sweatshirt and went out.

Is it okay to buy stationery in the supermarket?

John Qiao seldom buys things on his own, but he was quite enthusiastic in choosing here and there.

A school bag that costs about 100 yuan, a pen that costs a few yuan, and an ordinary notebook without any fancy smart functions...

It only cost two hundred yuan to get everything done. John Qiao couldn't help but sigh that even if the Qiao family and the Yang family went bankrupt, everyone could still live a comfortable life.

John Qiao walked to the promotion area and saw a banner on a large shelf that read --- Clearance sale! The original price of a pure cotton T-shirt was 299 yuan, but today it's only 29 yuan!

John Qiao was shocked. Could clothes be so cheap?

This is perfect, it seems he can get all the school necessities within three hundred dollars.

As John Qiao walked over, he heard a few girls talking in low voices.

"How can he be so handsome? I, I don't even dare to look at him!"

"He is from the No. 1 Middle School in the East District, right? Is he working part-time during the summer vacation? Oh my God, why did I graduate? I want to repeat my studies. I want to go to Donggao!"

"Wake up girl, instead of dreaming you might as well buy some more clothes, maybe you can even start a conversation."

"Wow, wow, wow... I've already bought ten of them. If I buy any more, I'll be kicked out of the house!"

From Donggao?

John Qiao looked up curiously and saw the tall boy in the promotion area.

The boy was very tall, more than half a head taller than John Qiao. He stood in the bustling store with a cold expression. He was obviously here as a temporary worker, but he looked tired, as if he had not woken up yet.

It was this lazy look that attracted the girls to take a peek at him frequently.

hehe.

John Qiao was disgusted.

Boss Joe fired two employees like this in three seconds!

Even if the performance is off the charts, it’s not acceptable, that’s too unprofessional!

John Qiao retracted his gaze and concentrated on choosing a T-shirt.

Well, although the T-shirts are cheap, they are so big that they can fit three of them.

The promotion area was very close to the stationery area. Samuel He was bored and looked up to see the picky junior high school student.

It took me five minutes to choose a pen, and I finally picked a buy-one-get-one-free one that was about to expire.

I bought a notebook and looked through it many times, and finally chose one that was discounted because some pages were loose.

At this moment, the junior high school student turned around, and seeing his sparkling eyes, Samuel He almost thought there was a 2 and a 9 written in them.

Samuel He was originally called in to take over the shift, and he was unwilling to do so. The supervisor did not dare to force him. After all, as long as he stood here, sales would increase more than tenfold.

Ordinary people are different from Boss Qiao. They all care about money. As long as the performance is good, no one cares whether you are dedicated or not.

Samuel He looked at the middle school student, watching him rummaging through a pile of T-shirts, trying them on himself one by one.

The junior high school student was short and thin, and the one-size-fits-all T-shirt on him looked like a child wearing adult clothes.

It's obvious that the kid wanted to take advantage of the sale, but unfortunately he was too skinny and small to support it.

But...he could help him.

Samuel He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled out a pure white T-shirt for him: "Try this one."

The junior high school student looked up and hesitated.

Samuel He said: "They are all on sale, the same price."

The middle school student was obviously relieved. He took the T-shirt, compared it with others, and said, "This one is fine. Thank you!"

Samuel He remained calm: "Nothing."

After paying the bill and going home, John Qiao went upstairs to look through his spoils.

The schoolbag is great, the pen is great, the notebook is excellent, and this 29 yuan pure white T-shirt is especially...

etc.

John Qiao belatedly noticed the label on the T-shirt - Pure Love Women's Clothing.

Qiao Xiaoshao was stunned. This was the first time he bought clothes for himself, and he actually bought a women's dress? ?