Chapter 143: 143. Attitude Change Chapter 143: 143. Attitude Change Zhou Yuan arrived on the second floor and indeed saw Ling Yu eating.
Seeing Song Yan Ning sitting next to Ling Yu, Zhou Yuan’s eyes flickered with surprise. How could there be a little girl sitting next to Ling Yu, could she be his sister? But she didn’t remember Ling Yu having a sister.
With a faint smile, Zhou Yuan approached, “Ling Yu, may I sit here? Oh? Who is this little sister?”
Seeing Song Yan Ning’s appearance, Zhou Yuan put her mind at ease. No matter who this little girl was, her looks were no threat to herself. She couldn’t believe Ling Yu’s taste would be so poor as to not like the beautiful her and instead like an ugly duckling.
Ling Yu ignored Zhou Yuan and continued talking with Song Yan Ning and Guo Kai.
Zhou Yuan wasn’t upset; she smiled at Song Yan Ning, “Hello, little sister! I’m Zhou Yuan, Ling Yu’s friend. Do you also go to school here?”
Song Yan Ning gave Ling Yu a teasing glance and nodded slightly. She didn’t have a very good first impression of Zhou Yuan, so she wasn’t inclined to talk to her much.
Zhou Yuan smiled and sat next to Song Yan Ning, “Ling Yu and I are in the same class. If you don’t understand something in your studies, you can ask me for help. If someone bullies you, you can also come to me.” Although Ling Yu didn’t like her now, it didn’t matter. They were still young and had a long road ahead. She believed that as long as she was good enough, one day Ling Yu would like her.
“Uh-huh,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
Seeing that Song Yan Ning’s attitude was not enthusiastic, Zhou Yuan felt slightly displeased but she didn’t continue the conversation and turned to Ling Yu, “Ling Yu, are you going to the basketball game tomorrow morning?” She was still happy that Ling Yu didn’t send her away today.
“Uh-huh,” Ling Yu responded indifferently.
“I heard that your basketball team’s assistant is sick and taking a leave. I’ll accompany you tomorrow,” Zhou Yuan looked at Ling Yu expectantly.
“No need,” Ling Yu replied coolly, “Zhou Yuan, we three have something to discuss.”
Hearing Ling Yu about to send her away again, Zhou Yuan showed a trace of disappointment, slowly stood up, and walked to another seat with her tray. She wouldn’t give up; she believed that one day Ling Yu would like her.
“She’s Zhou Yuan, the senior. She’s pretty, isn’t she?” Yan Xuxu whispered to Fang Ya.
“Just so-so,” Fang Ya still thought she was prettier.
Yan Xuxu laughed softly. She understood her cousin well. She always believed she was the best.
Yu Xiaoyan cleared her tray and went back to the counter for another serving of food, then sat down at a corner chair.
She looked at the second floor, thinking of what had just happened, and a look of inferiority appeared on her face. She had always thought that all people were the same, only now realizing how naive she had been.
Feeling someone sit across from her, Yu Xiaoyan looked up and saw a chubby little girl, but older than her.
Yang Mei saw Yu Xiaoyan looking at her and gave her a gentle smile. She had always liked sitting in this spot and hadn’t expected someone to beat her to it today. Seeing the other’s appearance, Yang Mei already understood; it seemed they were similar.
When she first entered the school, she was ostracized for being overweight. Initially, it really upset her, but over time she grew accustomed to it.
Seeing Yang Mei smiling at her, Yu Xiaoyan also smiled back, “Senior, which grade are you in now?”
“Third grade, you’re a first-grader, right?” Yang Mei took a bite of her food and then took a sip of Coke. She knew Coke was unhealthy, but she couldn’t resist drinking it.
“Yes.” Xiao Yan glanced at Yang Mei’s Coke and swallowed. She also liked Coke the best, but her parents wouldn’t allow her to have such things.
“I just saw that you seemed upset, what’s wrong?” Yang Mei asked.
Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, “I had made a friend before, she and I are both not good-looking, but I’ve realized that I’m not actually like her.”
“Why?” Yang Mei was curious.
“Because she has friends, and she can go eat on the second floor,” Xiao Yan glanced at the second floor, envy in her eyes.
“She can go to the second floor? Then your friend must be from a very wealthy family.” Yang Mei also looked at the second floor. She had sneaked up there once; there were fewer seats than on the first floor, and it was quieter, not as crowded as the first floor.
Xiao Yan, not understanding, looked at Yang Mei, “What does being rich have to do with it?” She saw Song Yan Ning dressed similarly to her, although the upperclassman who bumped into her earlier was dressed nicely.
“The second floor is the staff cafeteria; only teachers and students whose families have donated money to the school can go up there,” sighed Yang Mei. Sometimes she really envied those students, but most of the time, she felt her own life was good. Her parents, not having to entertain for work, were always at home, they would celebrate her birthday, and she was always their priority.
Xiao Yan understood and nodded. So, Song Yan Ning really was different from her.
In the afternoon, when Song Yan Ning returned to the classroom, she noticed Xiao Yan’s attitude toward her was clearly different from the morning’s. However, she naturally wouldn’t care about these things.
She lay on the desk and began to rest with her eyes closed.
The bell for afternoon classes rang.
Xiao Yan looked at Song Yan Ning, who was still sleeping, hesitating whether to wake her or not.
Teacher Wang entered the classroom, saw Song Yan Ning sleeping on the desk, and frowned slightly; her prior fondness disappeared instantly. However excellent Song Yan Ning was, Teacher Wang couldn’t regard her highly if she didn’t maintain a proper attitude toward her studies.
Song Yan Ning lazily opened her eyes and looked at Teacher Wang. She had heard the bell but hadn’t opened her eyes because she was chatting with Qing You.
Teacher Wang slightly frowned, withdrew her gaze, and began the lesson. She decided to discuss with Teacher Tong after class that a student like Song Yan Ning was not suitable to be a class officer.
If Song Yan Ning knew her thoughts, she would be delighted; she wasn’t keen on being class president anyway.
The afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.
Song Yan Ning, carrying her backpack, walked out of the school and saw from afar Lisheng waiting at the school gates. A slight smile formed on her lips as she quickly walked toward him.
“Grandpa!” Song Yan Ning walked up to Lisheng and happily linked her arm through his.
Lisheng smiled and gently ruffled Song Yan Ning’s hair, “Are you still getting used to school?”
Song Yan Ning nodded, “Grandpa, you don’t need to pick me up anymore, I can go back by myself.” She had now reached Qi Refining Ninth Level; running back from school would take at most fifteen minutes. She didn’t want her grandpa to go through the trouble of taking a bus to pick her up every day.