Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

He can go to the class teacher. Last time the class teacher took the initiative to ask him. As long as he speaks, he can immediately sit with Qiao Lan.

But Tan Mo didn't want to do this.

As far as the world is concerned, as small as the class, Tan Mo has his own rules, and even small things like changing seats have their own rules and methods.Qiao Lan asked him last time why he would not take the exam, but he felt that it had nothing to do with whether the exam was not taken, but now Tan Mo has found the relationship.

Qiao Lan changed to another position and was a little unhappy.

Chen Yaoyang sat on her left again, further away from Tan Mo.

Last week, because she was sitting very close, Qiao Lan obviously felt that Tan Mo had made progress before speaking well, but she changed seats a week later, and she could not talk to Tan Mo as soon as she turned her head.

She glanced back, and the girl sitting in front of Tan Mo pulled the table and stool very far forward, deliberately opening a large space with Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan stared at the girl for a long time, and finally looked away.

Some actions of Tan Mo are often difficult for Qiao Lan to understand at the present time, and sometimes even misunderstood, but after a period of time, Qiao Lan will be able to figure out what Tan Mo meant.

For example, Tan Mo ignored her last time because of a sentence of drinking water. For example, Tan Mo Mingming used to talk to her in a western restaurant, but suddenly became dumb when he arrived at school.

Tan Mo’s thinking is different from that of ordinary people, so sometimes it is a little difficult to understand him, but one thing is simpler, that is, no matter what Tan Mo thinks, he will never have evil thoughts, which means he does anything. The starting point of the matter will not harm her, and it is actually good for her.

When I think of this, Qiao Lan feels a little bit angry and sad, so everyone thinks Tan Mo is terrible, but in fact, his heart is purer than anyone else.

Following this train of thought, Qiao Lan finally understood why Tan Mo didn't talk to her in the class, or why he didn't talk to her in front of other classmates.

He was worried that people here would alienate her or slander her because she was close to him.

Qiao Lan's eyes became sour again.

She is really not a sentimental person. The number of times she has cried in her previous life can be counted with just two fingers. She has grown like a weed for twenty years. Now when she sees this boy, the softest part of her heart is Touched again and again.

There is such a person in this world who is so kind that she feels distressed.

Pei Ning was talking to her about the topic, and when she was talking, she suddenly found that Qiao Lan had no voice. After a glance, she found that Qiao Lan was in a daze.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Pei Ning grabbed Qiao Lan's arm, "I'm not very good at this question, you wait for me to see..."

Qiao Lan couldn't help but turned her head and glanced at Tan Mo's position, but she was facing Shang Tan Mo's eyes, his beautiful light-colored eyes stared at her quietly for a long time, and then lowered her head again.

Qiao Lan felt that there was an illusion in her eyes. At the moment Tan Mo lowered her head, she seemed to feel the sadness in Tan Mo's eyes, mixed with a kind of indifference that was abandoned by the world.

Qiao Lan's fingers trembled, and she suddenly shook off Pei Ning's hand, which was still on her arm. Pei Ning asked her in surprise, Qiao Lan was taken aback.

She didn't know what was wrong.

She just had an illusion that Tan Mo didn't seem to like Pei Ning being so close to her.

"It's okay," Qiao Lan lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Is it still not?"

"It's too difficult, no, I'll hand it in in a while." Pei Ning, who can match Chen Yaoyang in physical chemistry, can't do it. Qiao Lan herself didn't count on it. She looked down at the question on the paper. After a long while, he stood up, took the paper and walked to Tan Mo's position.

It was the end of get out of class at this moment. The classmates in front of Tan Mo were not in their seats. Qiao Lan walked over to sit in the seat in front of Tan Mo and pulled the chair that was originally far away from Tan Mo to a place very close to Tan Mo. All the eyes that fell on her in the Yi class.

Tan Mo had seen Qiao Lan walking towards this side, her hand holding the pen clenched uncontrollably, he watched Qiao Lan sitting in the front position again.

Why did she come here? She wasn't talking to Pei Ning, Pei Ning's hand was still on her arm.

Tan Mo couldn't control the inexplicable and uneasy emotions that surged in his heart.

He saw Qiao Lan talking to Pei Ning. He felt that for Qiao Lan, he might not be any different from Pei Ning. No, there was still a difference. He could not compare to Pei Ning at all, because he was so after leaving Qiao Lan. Painful, but Qiao Lan still talked to others and smiled at them.

Even though he had already thought about occupying Pei Ning's position, every minute and every second made him extremely difficult.

Just like the candlelight that broke in in the darkness, it was moving away from him bit by bit. He was not sure, chasing the direction of the candlelight, whether the candlelight would light up for him.

For normal people, there is sometimes a sense of insecurity, but for Tan Mo, he has no sense of security at all.

But now Qiao Lan is here again. Tan Moshi's uncontrollable irritability and anxiety seemed to have found the pouring mouth in an instant. He stared at the letters in the book for a long time, and couldn't help but raised his head to look at Qiao Lan. And asked her what she was doing.

Qiao Lan put the paper on the table and turned the paper away, facing Tan Mo, "I'm asking you a question, I can't do this question, Tan Mo, you will definitely do it."

Tan Mo's icy gaze moved away from Qiao Lan's face and settled on the back of Pei Ning's head, "You can ask him."

Qiao Lan took a look along Tan Mo's line of sight, then turned back, "It's too difficult, Peining, he won't."

So I asked Pei Ning first, wouldn't Pei Ning come to ask him.

Tan Mo lowered his head, looked at the overly simple topic before him, and looked at the book before him again, "Neither will I."

He certainly will.

Qiao Lan checked, Tan Mo read the book a few days ago that even college students found it very difficult, how could it be possible that such a book could not be a physics problem in the first grade.

He is not willing.

The cold and sad look just now was not an illusion at all.

"Well, you won't, then forget it."

Tan Mo's body froze again after hearing this.

That's it... Forget it, are you leaving soon?

Qiao Lan took the paper back, did not leave, and lay down on the back of the chair again, her voice brisk, "The problem is incidental anyway."

Tan Mo was taken aback, his eyelashes trembled, incidentally?

Qiao Lan smiled and crooked, "The main thing is to talk to you, and you don't take the initiative to find me. I can only ask you how to do this question by the way."

The candlelight, which gradually moved away from the darkness, came back again.

Tan Mo looked at the smile on the girl's face, his fingers trembled lightly, and after a while he said, "Give it to me."

"What?" Qiao Lan didn't react for a while.

"examination paper."

Qiao Lan was taken aback, and then smiled, "Hurry up and see for me, this is how difficult it is."

Tan Mo picked up the pen, less than ten seconds later, the tip of the pen fell on the paper and quickly wrote a string of handwriting.

This is the first time Qiao Lan has seen Tanmo writing. The pen is fast and the handwriting is clear and beautiful. She almost doesn't need to think but is decisive and confident. Qiao Lan suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was shining.

Qiao Lan looked at the slender and pale hand holding the pen and exclaimed, "Tan Mo, your fingers are so beautiful."

Tan Mo's fingers trembled.

What's so beautiful about Bai's sick hands.

The last word is finished.

Tan Mo handed the paper to Qiao Lan again, "Class is about to start."

Qiao Lan chuckled, "Go now", took the paper and stood up, put the chair back to the original position and returned to her seat.

Many classmates in the class stared at her, looking at each other, and finally shook their heads.

"I've changed seats and went there?"

"What are they talking about?"

"I'm not mistaken, Tan Mo is writing?"

"Maybe Qiao Lan teased him to play with you. If he can write, then I can take the first grade."

Pei Ning, who has been studying with the drill bit, didn't notice what happened. He only knew that Qiao Lan left her seat for a while. After returning, the question that had not been worked out was actually done.

"Done it?"

He did it too, and Pei Ning took a look and found that his answer was different from Qiao Lan's.

"Do it wrong," Peining said, "I think so."

Qiao Lan refused to correct, "I think I am right."

After holding their own opinions, they didn't correct them. After handing in the papers, the physics class was sent down again. Pei Ning looked at her 0 points and Qiao Lan's 12 points, dumbfounded.

After pulling Qiao Lan's paper for a long time, I found something was wrong, "No... this is not your character, you asked someone."

"Yes",

"Ask someone."

Qiao Lan smiled and glanced back, "A genius."

Pei Ning: "..."

Another week passed in a blink of an eye. When she came to school again, Qiao Lan was farther away from Tan Mo.

When the class teacher is in class, he is alert to the students who are ranked behind, "The teacher said, arranging seats by ranking is not completely based on ranking, so students who are ranked lower need not be discouraged. As long as you make progress, as long as you can let the teacher see Your progress can still be at the same table with classmates with better grades. Therefore, the opportunity is reserved for those who prepare again. Do you understand?"

"Understood..."

When get out of class was over, Li Fan and several people joked in front of Chen Yaoyang's desk, "Yaoyang, go out for activities?"

Chen Yaoyang worked on the question, "There is no time right now."

"Fuck, what's wrong with you", several people were shocked, and glanced at Qiao Lan as if thinking of something, "Preparing to take the number one back."

Chen Yaoyang didn't respond.

"You didn't learn much before, and history and politics didn't memorize much at all. I memorized it a little before this time. You are definitely number one again. You need to be so worried."

"just in case."

The scumbags are silent, and may not understand the healthy competition among the scumbags.

Li Fan thought for a while, turned around and glanced at Qiao Lan, who was sitting behind him, said in a low voice, "In fact, don't underestimate Qiao Lan. She was seven points lower than Yao Yang last time. Fighting, after class, except to play with Tanmo, almost everyone is reading, and she is really strong in literary comprehensive."

In Chinese, history and politics, these three are generally not wide enough, but last time Qiao Lan's three are nearly 30 points higher than Chen Yaoyang, and a dozen points higher than Song Yao, who is very strong in liberal arts, which is terrifying. Up.

Chen Yaoyang has such a strong self-esteem that he does not want to be suppressed by Qiao Lan again, and he understands.

Several scumbags sighed, the brothers were so awesome, they were not encouraged at all.

"Since Qiao Lan took first place in the exam last time, our class has been like a chicken blood."

Who can say no, even Chen Yaoyang is beginning to be serious.

"I suddenly felt ashamed of me. Do you know what I saw in the morning? Damn, I saw Tan Mo actually reading a history textbook." Qin Yang had a loud voice. Although he did not yell in a loud voice, Qiao Lan's seat was originally away. Chen Yaoyang was very close, and he stopped writing when he heard Tan Mo's name.

Qin Yang couldn't smile, "Fools know that they have studied. Really, I really think we should read the book too. Whoever hits me."

Qiao Lan squeezed from behind Qin Yang expressionlessly, "Don't get in the way."

Qin Yang: "..."

He is 1.9 meters tall and standing in a walkway less than one meter wide, he really blocked the road tightly.

Li Fan pulled Qin Yang back, watching Qiao Lan walk away and then whispered, "Why do I think she did it on purpose?"

Qin Yang's eyes lit up, "I hit me on purpose?"

When Li Fan saw Qin Yang like this, he knew he was thinking about it, "You just said Tan Mo, Qiao Lan is not happy."

"I said Tan Mo has anything to do with her?"

"Who knows, Qiao Lan protects Tan Mo just like he protects the bastard", Li Fan shook his head, "Didn't you argue about Tan Mo and Tang Qin before."

"Just go outside if you talk nonsense, don't bother me to do the question." Chen Yaoyang frowned and let a few people get out. After Qin Yang and the others were clean, he dropped the pen.

grass.

Suddenly didn't want to do it.

——

Qiao Lan turned over her notes, and spent a day adding everything she could think of that she hadn't written in the notebook.

She did hit Qin Yang deliberately, but after the collision, her heartbeat was a bit fast.

Qin Yang said ugly, but he probably didn't lie.

He said Tan Mo was reading a history textbook.

Tan Mo also read history books before. Qiao Lan once saw it clearly. It was a lecture on world history. It was very thick and professional. It stands to reason that Tan Mo who has read that kind of book would never read a textbook.

Compared with the books he read, the content is too little.

But Tan Mo was really watching.

People with AS hate change. They like to follow their own plan and repeat their daily life, so as long as there is a little difference, it must represent other meanings.

It was precisely because of this that Qiao Lan suddenly guessed something, she felt unbelievable, but she couldn't help being happy.

If it is true.

If Tan Mo really decided to change it.

Tan Mo didn't tell her or told her about it, so Qiao Lan couldn't ask Tan Mo.

Although I can’t ask, I can do something else.

Tan Mo is very smart, so for mathematical physics, Qiao Lan thought of the physics problems that Tan Mo had done in a few seconds that day, and felt that she was completely worried about it.

But history and politics are different.

Knowing a lot, knowing a lot, may not get a high score

Some answers are dead, not in the book.

The next day, when Tan Mo arrived at the school, he found two more notebooks in the table hole.

On the cover is written two big words, Qiao Lan.

Tan Mo's heart trembled faintly, took out the note, and opened it gently.

The meticulous knowledge points are very complete, and in order to distinguish them clearly, they also used different pens to mark them out, for fear that he could not see the same.

One book of history, one book of politics.

In fact, since he made the plan, he has asked Uncle Chen to copy a lot. Uncle Chen moved quickly and brought back more complete and rich knowledge, but looking at the notebook in his hand, Tan Mo was still not willing to return.

After looking through all of them, he asked Uncle Chen to make a copy and returned it to Qiao Lan the next day.

Qiao Lan looked at the notebook in her hand, is this done?

Don't she guessed wrong, Tan Mo actually didn't want to take this exam at all?

There are still ten days left for the second monthly exam. As usual, the teachers have to prepare the papers, but when the class is in class, the head teacher tells everyone a bad news.

"This time, we bought the monthly test papers for XX No. 1 Middle School in S City. Everyone knows about XX No. 1 Middle School."

Upon hearing this sentence, the whole class had already started wailing.

There is no student who hasn't heard of XX one in this year.

The top schools in the college entrance examination provinces, each year in the province's north Tsinghua University admits students, XX One Middle School can account for half.

When I bought the school papers this time, everyone understood a fact for the first time.

That is, this monthly exam will be very, very difficult.

The whole class started to cry more, but there were also students who were relatively in a good mood, such as Pei Ning and Chen Yaoyang.

The paper is difficult, the gap will be even greater, especially for subjects like mathematics, physics and English that are easy to score, for top-notch students, it takes advantage.

In particular, there is a very abnormal operation in the attached middle school, which is 150 points for each course.

Take someone's one-hundred-point paper and change the score for each question to 150 points. In this way, the score for each question is better, and the difference will be larger.

Qiao Lan was panicked.

Of course, I still panic.

She is not bad in physics, and can also be ranked in the top five in the class, but she is not as good as Chen Yaoyang and Pei Ning's talent.

Qiao Lan didn't want to lose to Chen Yaoyang.

In the next ten days, Qiao Lan worked harder, and learned to make tricks. For example, in English class, spare a little time to learn physics, which is actually fine.

Pei Ning, who often dragged her back because of poor English scores, almost cried when she saw Qiao Lan watching physics in English class.

Why is life so unfair? He is so serious and still can't keep up with English.

Qiao Lan thought for a while, "No way, your English is poor."

Pei Ning:...

Forget it, stop talking.

Qiao Lan smiled, did not say anything, read the book again.

When I returned to Qiao's house at night, Qiao's mother really couldn't figure out what Qiao Lan was doing all day, and did not come back until 12 o'clock every night.

"What are you doing all day? I'll go to school and ask your teacher if you don't say anything."

Qiao Lan frowned, "Working."

Part-time job?

Mother Qiao was stunned for a moment, "Why do you work?"

Just in case, Qiao Lan said silently in her heart and glanced at Mother Qiao with a smile but a smile, "Don't you and the second sister want me to go out to meet people."

"If that's the case, just go ahead and read what else?" Mother Qiao said joyfully, and stopped again after speaking.

Finally, there was a good student at home, because Qiao Lan was first in grade last time. Mother Qiao finally gained some face in front of Mrs. Qiao and Aunt Qiao, and now she directly told Qiao Lan not to study. Feel a pity.

If you don't study, there is nothing to show off.

When I thought of this, Qiao's mother was a little bit angry. Why didn't her son go to school? It would be great if her son had good grades.

"No, let's read the book first." Anyway, the second sister Qiao told Qiao Lan to see someone, but she was not optimistic.

Qiao Lan glanced at Mother Qiao with a smile, "I see."

Every day's time is fully arranged, and the time seems to pass quickly, and it seems that it is not enough.

The second monthly test was scheduled on Thursday and Friday of this week. After the two days of the test, the teacher would work overtime to change the papers on the weekend, and the results would be known as soon as I came to school on Monday.

It's really intense and exciting.

On Wednesday, each class issued a list of exams and posted them on the door, and then all the tables were opened, and the exam numbers were posted on the corners of the tables, and each student was given a very crude "examination admission ticket."

It's actually a note.

The classmates huddled together to see if anyone was in the same examination room with someone, talking and laughing, and then they broke up.

During the test, there is no need to go to morning self-study and run morning exercises. The test starts at eight o'clock and it is enough to be in the examination room before eight o'clock.

Although they didn't have to run for breakfast, most of the classmates arrived in the classroom early. Qiao Lan came a little later. After entering the classroom at 7:30, many students in the classroom recognized her, and some whispered that it was not Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan put the book on the table, then went out of the classroom and downstairs.

She stood in the morning light and looked into the distance. A classmate passing by asked her what she was doing. Qiao Lan said, "Waiting for someone."

Waiting for someone?

Waiting for?

I was about to ask, but Qiao Lan suddenly smiled and walked down the stairs to the outside.

When the classmate looked back, he felt that he might have hallucinations for a moment.

How else would you see Tan Mo on exam day?

But looking again, it was correct. The person in the wheelchair was indeed Tan Mo, and Qiao Lan, who had just said that he was waiting, was also walking over there.

Whispered, "coming."