Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Xie Hongyi was very wronged.

He really didn't mean it.

But the fact is that he couldn't help but look at Qiao Lan's face no less than five times in twenty minutes of class.

Therefore, everyone has the love of beauty. Good-looking people walk on the street with a higher rate of turning their heads. It is good to look like Qiao Lan, sitting on the left side of his left, and he can see it through a Tanmo.

How can this make people stand it?

Do you think this is true?

Kong Sha next to him was irritated by Xie Hongyi's awkward reasoning. You can't control your eyes, and co-authoring has become the reason why they are girls?

Blame her for being too beautiful?

Kong Sha said blankly, "If you still want to have a good class, I advise you to take care of your eyes."

"what?"

"Dare you take another look, believe it or not Tan Mo threw you out of the classroom."

"It's not so stingy." Xie Hongyi didn't believe it at all. It didn't matter if I just looked at it twice, today's Qiao Lan is too good-looking...

As a result, Xie Hongyi, who was not believing in evil, couldn't help but glanced at Qiao Lan again, and met the death gaze of his very handsome roommate, with a cold word attached.

"roll."

Xie Hongyi: "......"

Damn it, so stingy!

Xie Hongyi widened his eyes and wanted to return to Tan Mo, but he was inexplicably persuaded by Shang Tan Mo's eyes, and finally turned his head to talk to Kong Sha.

"Wow Tan Mo is too much, I just looked at it twice and let me go, is there any roommate love? And it doesn't work to look at it twice, it's really too stingy, you say yes Isn’t he too much? Is this all about dating? If that’s the case, I’d rather single... No, I’m definitely not as stingy as Tan Mo when I fall in love. I still want to fall in love. I also want to have such a beautiful girlfriend, alas, why don’t you speak, why are you suddenly ignoring others..."

Kong Sha took a deep breath, closed his eyes and was silent for three seconds, then decisively gave Xie Hongyi a word.

"roll."

Xie Hongyi: "???"

"Why are you suddenly murdering me? What's wrong with you? Don't pretend to be dumb, you can't finish without saying clearly..."

"The male student in yellow clothes in the fifth row", the professor on the podium suddenly said, and for an instant everyone looked at the fifth row.

Just say that Xie Hongyi is unreliable. He wears a bright yellow suit that looks like a little yellow chicken. As soon as the professor comes in, he is completely attracted by this extremely conspicuous color. As a result, he still speaks boldly and boldly. The professor wants to not pay attention. It's hard.

"Seeing that you really want to speak, then answer this question."

Xie Hongyi raised his head in a daze. There was a question on the big screen. Among the three major labor movements in the 19th century, which of the three major labor movements focused on reflecting the political demands of workers.

Which one?

The pure science student Xie Hongyi was stunned. Even if he learned it in the first year of high school, he doesn't know now. He doesn't even remember which of the three labor movements are.

As a former top student, Xie Hongyi, who had never been named by the teacher in class, finally realized how shameful he was, and finally closed his mouth and waited quietly until the end of get out of class.

Qiao Lan still wanted to laugh until the end of get out of class. The professor ordered Xie Hongyi once and then ordered twice. The funny thing is that he didn't call his name, and called Xie Hongyi "Classmate Xiaohuang" every time. Xie Hongyi couldn't help it. The professor said that my name was Xie Hongyi, but the professor directly called Xie Hongyi "Xie Xiaohuang classmate."

Xie Hongyi is a person who talks so much and so noisy, like an eggplant beaten by Shuang after tens of thousands of lessons in a class, and he doesn't linger.

Qiao Lan and Tan Mo both have classes in the afternoon, and both start in the fifth class, which is the class at one o'clock in the afternoon, and they both go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Qiao Lan has eaten a few times in the large canteen, and it is quite good.

However, Tan Mo had been cooking with Aunt Chen herself since she was a child, so she was a little unaccustomed to eating at first, but she got better after a few days of getting used to it.

Tan Mo didn't say anything. When asked, he said that it tasted good, but Qiao Lan always felt that Tan Mo was not full. Tan Mo had to practice free fighting before, and had a very large amount of exercise every night, and because she had to replenish nutrition when she was discharged from the hospital, Aunt Chen chose the best ingredients for cooking. Beef is a must every day, not only must, Even control the amount.

Obviously, the canteen absolutely cannot reach this level.

It's not that Tan Mo is squeamish, but his body needs it.

What Qiao Lan thought about before was to let Tan Mo go to live on campus so that he could meet new friends. This was good for Tan Mo, but after he actually lived on campus, many small troubles were exposed.

Bathing, eating, exercising, using the Internet, and dating, are all inconvenient, especially Tan Mo used to study the market until midnight, but it didn't work after living on campus.

But Tan Mo didn't say anything. When I asked him, he always answered that it felt okay. Qiao Lan looked at him like this and couldn't tell whether he was reluctant.

At lunch, Tan Mo ate a normal amount of food, but it was definitely less than the one at home before. Qiao Lan frowned, just about to say something that someone called her suddenly.

Qiao Lan turned around and saw Ji Su and two seniors, and it was another senior who called her.

These three people should be in the same class. After all, there are two classes in the Department of Psychology.

"It's really you", the three seniors came over, and the senior who called her screamed, "I don't know much about makeup, but it's more beautiful."

Tan Mo looked at the little senior in front of him and squinted his eyes.

"Thank you", Qiao Lan smiled, and after a few casual chats, she introduced Tan Mo politely, "This is my boyfriend."

"Hahaha know", this senior is obviously a gossip, "new school grass, you are very good with the school girl."

Qiao Lan smiled and nodded, "I think so too."

The seniors all laughed, and Ji Su laughed. The sight and Tan Mo smiled, and the few people chatted again. Before leaving, Ji Su thought to Qiao Lan, "Next Monday The club has started recruiting new people, so if you want to join, you can prepare in advance."

"Okay, thank you senior for reminding." Qiao Lan nodded, and when the three seniors left, she turned around and saw Tan Mo staring blankly at the back of the three, her eyes gloomy.

Qiao Lan pulled Tan Mo, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," Tan Mo retracted his gaze, and Qiao Lan seemed to ask Qiao Lan unintentionally while walking towards the classroom, "You want to join the club?"

"Yes," Qiao Lan said, "The psychology club is different from some clubs. It is highly professional and has professors' guidance. I heard that clubs often organize people to study cases together, and sometimes they can hire psychologists. I usually help school students to do psychological counseling to improve their ability. In general, the help is quite big."

"Yeah," Tan Mo gave a faint hum, "It's pretty good."

Qiao Lan finally heard something wrong, "What's wrong?" Qiao Lan guessed quite accurately, "Do you really want me to go?"

Yes.

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

He didn't know why, and didn't want Qiao Lan to walk too close to this Jisu.

It may be because Ji Su is not only outstanding, but also excellent. Tan Mo has never been a confident person, not even in front of Qiao Lan, so Tan Mo is worried and afraid of everyone who is close to Qiao Lan of the opposite sex.

Qiao Lan said before that this quarter is very good, but undergraduates are already the focus of the professors.

Good people always attract attention.

And a little bit is very important, Ji Su is Qiao Lan's direct senior.

Tan Mo always tried his best to make his life coincide with Qiao Lan's life higher, and worked hard to cultivate the same interests as Qiao Lan, so that there would be endless topics between them, Qiao Lan would never think greasy.

But there are always some things he wants to learn but can't learn, such as psychology that Qiao Lan learned.

He didn't apply for the psychology major, and he couldn't learn this. From the very beginning, Asperger's disease determined that he would never be better than others in this subject, not to mention this proud student.

Will Qiao Lan one day be attracted by such excellent people who have more common topics?

Tan Mo did not dare to think.

Perhaps it is for this reason that any behavior of Ji Su seems to have special meaning to Tan Mo.

The look he saw when he looked at Qiao Lan during military training.

I just reminded Qiao Lan to come for an interview.

Why is there a special reminder?

Since I will remind Qiao Lan to prepare well, it means that Ji Su wants Qiao Lan to come to the psychological club and also wants Qiao Lan to stay.

Why do you want Qiao Lan to come? Why should she stay?

Tan Mo's eyes suddenly darkened.

Tan Mo didn't say anything at all, because it might just be his imagination, so he could not say his true thoughts so unreasonably, he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"I just think it takes too much time to join the club. We didn't have much time together."

This answer was reasonable and in line with Tan Mo. Qiao Lan hesitated, "Or..."

"Go," Tan Mo interrupted Qiao Lan, "We will have a long time to come."

He actually didn't know whether it was long or not.

He only knew that Qiao Lan wanted to go to this psychology club.

She wants to go there, he always cares more about Qiao Lan's thoughts.

A few days later, the "Tan Mo's girlfriend" that everyone said finally had a name, and the slightly gossiping students finally learned that she was called Qiao Lan.

Very beautiful.

Extra long legs.

The kind of beauty that can debut with just a little bit of work.

Although it is said that the college entrance examination score is not easy to check, Qiao Lan did not hide it. When someone asked, she would answer. The astonishingly high score of more than 720 completely refreshed those who looked down on Qiao Lan. The schoolmasters.

But after all, it is the highest school in the country, and the learning atmosphere is the most outstanding place. Although the value of beauty is very important, it is definitely not the most important in B University.

b The major courses are very tight, starting from 8 am to 9:30 pm, there are a total of 12 classes, one class is 50 minutes, and there is an hour break at noon.

Students who can come to B University are generally the top picks or the top few in the province. In high school, they are definitely the focus of teachers' attention, and they are also the students who admire and worship. However, it was discovered after B major that there were students around you. It is possible that they are better than you in all aspects. These students not only learn well, but also have a good family background, versatile talents, broad vision, and they are all very good. diligent.

Just like Qiao Lan's roommate, Roman, at first I felt that the comic loli style she wore all over her didn't look like a good learner, but Roman was a high school student in the college entrance examination. Although I have to spare time every day to make up, buy clothes, try on skirts, and to inquire about Senior Ji Su's preferences, I still take it seriously when studying, and I am not vague at all.

Taking advantage of the effort to wash his face, Roman covered his face happily and said that he had met Senior Ji Su again today. The senior also said that next Monday would be the welcome to the club, so that she could prepare well.

"The senior specially reminded me, do you think he actually has a good impression of me?"

Qiao Lan remembered that Ji Su and herself had the same words today, but looked at Roman like this, so she nodded in agreement, "I think so too, come on."

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