Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Tan Mo is here for the exam! That fool with a disability came to take the exam!

The former was the shock of class 13 students, and the latter was the surprise of other students who watched the excitement.

When Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo in the morning light, a heart that had been hanging in the air finally fell.

At that time, she gave the notes to Tan Mo, but Tan Mo returned it the next day. He never told Qiao Lan, he did not say exactly that he would take this exam, everything was Qiao Lan's own guess. .

Now Tan Mo is finally here.

Among the thousands of students, only Qiao Lan understood how rare it is for Tan Mo to take such a small step and get out of his self-proclaimed small space.

The examination room for the Tanmo exam is on the first floor, which was specially arranged by the head teacher.

Tan Mo found the class teacher a few days ago and told him that he was going to take this monthly exam. The class teacher was stunned for a long time before he hurriedly reported to the head teacher, and because of Tan Mo’s legs, he couldn’t go upstairs, so the examination room was arranged in a place. It is convenient for Tan Mo to move around.

Qiao Lan also wanted to send Tan Mo to the examination room, but when he reached the top of the stairs, Tan Mo stopped, glanced and heard the movement and came out to see the lively students who did not know, still there was no expression on her face with Qiao Lan. Said, "You go up."

Don't let her send it?

Qiao Lan lowered her head and glanced at Tan Mo. The young man's eyes did not fluctuate, but she could see that she was very persistent.

"Okay", Qiao Lan glanced at the time, and the 15-minute test was about to start, "Then I will go up first."

Tan Mo sat at the top of the stairs until he saw Qiao Lan's figure disappeared completely, then rolled the wheelchair again and found his examination room and seat.

The students sitting around would inevitably take a look at Tan Mo, especially the two students from Class 13 in a classroom, all of them curious. Most of the classmates who came to take the exam brought books. Fortunately, they took a look or two before the exam, but Tan Mo's desk was empty except for two pens.

Why did Tan Mo come suddenly? Isn't he a waste of paper money taking the exam?

On the other side of Qiao Lan, she and Tan Mo were upstairs, but when she was on the third floor, she separated from Tan Mo and went to the third floor. By coincidence, she met Hao Ying again.

Hao Ying came up to greet Qiao Lan again, and found that Qiao Lan was also on the third floor. After she walked to her examination room, Qiao Lan said goodbye, and then walked into the classroom next door.

Hao Ying: ...

Bai was pleasantly surprised, not in an examination room at all.

Alas, but even if you are still in an examination room, it is impossible to sit right in front of you.

I can only pray that this time the one sitting in front or behind is still a big man.

Qiao Lan returned to the classroom and took out paper and pen.

The first year of high school has the most courses and the most subjects to be tested. There are eight subjects in total, all of which must be completed in two days. You can imagine how fast the test time is.

The morning is still physics and mathematics.

One is that Qiao Lan is a little worried, and the other is that Qiao Lan is very sure.

But this time the paper will be significantly more difficult than the last mid-term exam, and Qiao Lan was also a little nervous. This anxiety continued until the paper was discovered, and Qiao Lan picked up the pen and started to do the questions.

...

The more you do, the more anxious.

Then it crashed slightly.

Can the gap between a school and a school be so big?

This physics paper is really, a bit too difficult.

Qiao Lan used to go to high school in S Province. Although she was not **** No. 1 Middle School, she also did the **** No. 1 high school. At that time, she didn't think it was so difficult.

In the last physics exam, Qiao Lan took more than one hundred and forty tests, which was quite easy to do, but this time, after the paper was finally put up, Qiao Lan's heart was really lost.

The invigilator hadn't left before the class had been talking.

"My God, it's too hard."

"I originally thought that this one would not be possible, then I would do the next one, but after looking all the way, Nima would not have much."

"It's over. I don't think I can pass this time... This question is too abnormal..."

The surrounding discussions did not give Qiao Lan much comfort. After all, there were only three people in the classroom, all of whom were in the class, and the grades of these three people were not even in the top ten.

If it is really too difficult for Chen Yaoyang or Pei Ning to say something at this time, Qiao Lan thinks she might be a little better.

Difficult to return, but still have to face the next door with a smile.

Regarding mathematics, Qiao Lan is not so worried. When she was in high school, Qiao Lan was very top-notch in mathematics. Later, after studying essays, she was able to open up her classmates, so she also studied mathematics. .

After starting to do math papers, Qiao Lan probably had an estimate in mind.

This time, even if it is **** one, it is definitely a super difficult paper. **** one may also want to test the students. This time the paper is much more difficult than usual.

In the previous mid-term exam, Qiao Lan still had nearly 20 minutes to finish the questions. This time all the time was used up, and the last small question of the two questions was not completed.

The full score of one hundred and five is gone. After all, seven points have been lost, and Qiao Lan has no confidence in the last one of the multiple-choice questions.

But mathematics is not too worried. The three best mathematics people in the class, she, Pei Ning, and Chen Yaoyang. After more than a month of understanding, Qiao Lan can almost see that these two mathematics are not better than her. They have three years of foundation.

The question that Qiao Lan didn't make, the two should be impossible to make.

In the second monthly exam, the reaction of the students was too obvious compared to the last midterm exam. After taking two exams in the morning, everyone started to cry as soon as the papers were collected.

After Qiao Lan walked out of the classroom, she met several classmates, and came up to check the answer with her. After a few corrections, she collapsed and couldn't go on, so she turned and ran.

Qiao Lan went downstairs and found the classroom where Tan Mo took the exam. Tan Mo sat quietly in place.

He is used to leaving after everyone is gone.

Qiao Lan came in suddenly, and the classmate who hadn't left took a second look curiously, Qiao Lan walked over indifferently, and sat in front of Tan Mo to wait with him.

"How is it?" Qiao Lan said in a low voice.

How about the scope of this is too wide, Tan Mo did not understand for a while, what is the physical condition, or how is the test?

Qiao Lan was taken aback when she saw Tan Mo, and then she reacted. She couldn't ask Tan Mo in such a vague way. You must ask very clearly. She may have been confused by the exam today, and her IQ is not online.

"Paper, do you think it is difficult."

Tan Mo shook his head honestly.

"It's not difficult." After I finished speaking, I might feel that I didn't speak enough, so I added another sentence, "It's easy."

Qiao Lan, who was almost driven crazy by physics:...

Okay, she finally understood that the gap between smart people among ordinary people and geniuses was bigger than she thought.

Maybe the breakdown on Qiao Lan's face was so obvious that even Tan Mo had faintly noticed it, but for the time being, I couldn't think of why this happened. I could only tell that she was not in such a good mood.

Tan Mo thought for a while, then hesitated after a long while, "Are you unhappy?"

Tan Mo can actually perceive her emotions?

Qiao Lan stayed in a daze, and hurriedly said after a moment of stagnation, "I am not unhappy, but I feel that the test is not very good, and the paper is so difficult."

Tan Mo finally understood why Qiao Lan had that expression when he said simple.

He thought for a while, and he really wouldn't comfort people, so he could only use the usual logical analysis to give Qiao Lan, "You are the oldest, if you find it difficult, others will be more difficult."

So there is no need to be unhappy.

This is what Tan Mo and Qiao Lan said the most.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo who carefully explained to her, the unhappiness brought about by the test failure faded little by little, "Actually, I am not worried about other people, but I am a little worried about Chen Yaoyang. He is very good in physics and chemistry. Lose to him."

Tan Mo's eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.

Tan Mo inevitably remembered the words that some students had said before.

Because you want to sit with Chen Yaoyang, or because you care about Chen Yaoyang too much?

Qiao Lan looked at her, watching him, "What's the matter?"

"Why don't you just want to lose to Chen Yaoyang."

"Because of my poor grades, Chen Yaoyang looked down on me", and he acquiesced to a group of people taunting her, even if it was Qin Yang who had bullied her before, Chen Yaoyang was not annoying.

Tan Mo was not satisfied with this answer.

What Qiao Lan wanted to say was that Chen Yaoyang looked down on her at the beginning, so she hated Chen Yaoyang and didn't want to lose to Chen Yaoyang, but Tan Mo extended another meaning.

Because a bad exam will make Chen Yaoyang look down on, so he has to pass the exam to make him look up.

Even if Qiao Lan worked hard, she couldn’t think Tan Mo would understand this meaning. She stood up and smiled and said, “There is no one in the class, we should also go.” After that, she glanced at Tan Mo, “Exam writing After so many words, your hands are not tired, or I will push you away."

Tan Mo clenched his hands tightly, and said hello in a low voice after a while.

In the afternoon session, Qiao Lan was relatively relaxed, but it was only relatively relaxed.

Politics and history, Qiao Lan are both strong points, but because the original one hundred points paper should be sunk by one hundred and fifty points, the scores of each question are large and scary, and the questions are very high. Obscure, especially history, Qiao Lan really wanted to give two words to the teacher who gave the paper.

Tianxiu.

A multiple-choice question, four options, after reading a, I think it is a, but after reading b, I think it is b.

There is no question that can tell the correct answer at a glance. Each of the four options is right. Some of them are even right.

With one or two questions, Qiao Lan felt that she was looking for differences instead of taking a history test.

One day passed, and the students had lost their skin in the four exams.

Fortunately, Qiao Lan took time off tonight, so she didn’t have to go to the western restaurant. She had to save her energy and have to take the exam tomorrow. She went back to the classroom to get the book. When she came out, she met Pei Ning, and Pei Ning asked her about her What's up.

Before Qiao Lan could speak, Pei Ning was already crying, "Fuck me, I want to cry, I think I will die in English tomorrow."

Pei Ning cried and Qiao Lan was happy.

Even Pei Ning cried that physics was too difficult, and Qiao Lan felt that she would not be too bad this time.

Pei Ning screamed and choked suddenly, blinked and pointed out the door, "Well, is it waiting for you?"

Qiao Lan looked back and found that Tan Mo's wheelchair was outside the door, and Tan Mo was looking out of the corridor with his back to her.

Qiao Lan hurriedly took the book and went out.

"Tan Mo, I'm not going to the western restaurant today," Qiao Lan said, lest Tan Mo would go there again.

After that, Qiao Lan paused. In fact, she wanted to say that you don't come here anymore, or that you don't want to come every day.

Although Tan Mo's family is not short of money, it is not a way to pour money like this every day. Qiao Lan feels that his conscience is not good, and it should not be taken for granted that Tan Mo gives her money because Tan Mo is rich.

Moreover, although the western restaurant says that there are many dishes, Tan Mo has been eating it for nearly two months.

For two months, no matter how rich the menu is, I have eaten it many times.

Should also be tired of eating.

But I don't know how, Qiao Lan felt that Tan Mo's mood wasn't very good at the moment, and she guessed whether it was because she didn't pass the exam in the afternoon or because of other reasons. She would not talk to Tan Mo after a while.

Watching Uncle Chen pick up Tan Mo, Qiao Lan let out a long sigh of relief.

There is no need to go to the western restaurant. Qiao Lan went home early today, and after walking for a while, she heard someone calling her from behind.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Qiao Lu.

As soon as she saw Qiao Lu, Qiao Lan felt that she had nothing to say, so she turned around and didn't want to pay attention to her, and continued walking.

Qiao Lu chased up angrily, "Did you not hear what I called you? Didn't your mother teach you to be polite?"

Qiao Lan gave Qiao Lu a white look, "If you call me, I will answer you, who are you, I want to listen to you like this."

Qiao Lu is a "good girl" and doesn't know how to quarrel. After being blocked by Qiao Lan, she coldly snorted, "You can be proud of it. When the results come out, I see how you are proud."

Qiao Lan was surprised, "Why, are you going to challenge the first place in the exam?"

"you!"

Fortunately you have the face to be first in grade.

Copy the first grade, I really think I am the first grade.

This time the test paper was bought from **** one, and it was also a new one. There will never be an answer to Qiao Lan.

She just waited to see how Qiao Lan returned to the countdown from first grade this time.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became sulky again, looking like you were waiting for your good-looking appearance, and dragged away with a ponytail.

Back at home, Qiao Lan reviewed briefly and went to bed at ten o'clock. Anyway, the hardest part of the test has passed. No matter how difficult it is tomorrow, it will not be more difficult than today.

On the next day, Qiao Lan was not as weak, especially like Geography, Language and English, Qiao Lan was the most top-notch.

The last one in the afternoon is Chinese, and the Chinese requires two and a half hours of examination time, so it is already six in the afternoon after the final examination.

Regardless of the answer to the classmates, Qiao Lan ran out after carrying his schoolbag. The western restaurant can ask for leave, but he can't be late. Late arrivals are fine.

He ran to the school gate, and a car next to him honked the horn. Qiao Lan turned her head subconsciously. Uncle Chen slowly lowered the car window and said with a smile, "Go to the restaurant? Let's go together."

Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo hidden in the dark on the back seat through the car window, then glanced at the time again, opened the door and got into the car.

"Thank you."

"Thank you?" Uncle Chen smiled and glanced at Tan Mo, "By the way."

Uncle Chen is in a good mood recently.

Tan Mo and he took the initiative to say that they were going to take the exam for high school courses. Uncle Chen was so excited that he almost shed tears. Then he checked Cha Qiaolan and found that the girl had a bad family background, but she had surprisingly good grades.

Uncle Chen thought he might have guessed something, but he didn't dare to ask Tan Mo.

But it didn't affect Chen Bo's favorability for Qiao Lan.

This is Qiao Lan's second time in Chen Bo's car, but there was no Tan Mo in the car last time.

Qiao Lan turned her head and glanced at Tan Mo. After all, she had just finished the exam, and casually asked him how he felt about the exam today.

In an instant, Tan Mo's lips tightened.

Qiao Lan:? ? ?

What's up, is this a bad exam?

It's not a good exam.

The last one is language.

Tan Mo went to the United States when he was seven, and he did not return until he was fourteen. Although his mother and Uncle Chen have always spoken Chinese to him, they are still not as good as the children who have always grown up in China.

But fortunately, Tan Mo's reading volume is too large, and he reads a lot of books both abroad and domestically, but it is not too bad, and his logical ability and carefulness are not comparable to ordinary people.

What makes Tan Mo feel bad is today's composition.

The composition is a picture question.

If it is an ordinary picture that reflects social phenomena, it is nothing more than a human interpretation.

For people with Asperger's disease, this is simply impossible to see.

He can only see the objective existence, material things, these hidden emotions and life, which are beyond Tan Mo's understanding.

After he finished the exam, he heard that many people were talking about composition and ideas, knowing that he might have understood it wrong, and now Qiao Lan asked, Tan Mo asked her what she wrote in the final composition.

Qiao Lan thought for a while and said, "Sympathize."

Tan Mo became more silent, as other students said, completely different from what he wrote.

Tan Mo has not taken the test, but he knows that half of the points will be deducted if the composition goes off-topic.

But he was powerless, he couldn't see it at all, and even if he could, he didn't understand what compassion was.

When I was a child, the girl next door fell off the swing and cried, but he stood next to him, motionless.

The adults who came to coax the little girl while pointing at him and saying that he had no sympathy.

That was the first time he knew the word compassion, but he didn't understand, nor did he have such emotions. The little girl kept crying, but he didn't feel it at all.

Tan Mo, who was already in a low mood, didn't say a word after Qiao Lan said these two words.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo with a bewildered look at the sudden low air pressure and ignored people. He could only look at Uncle Chen for help. Uncle Chen sighed and shook his head after a while.

There is no way, Tan Mo's emotions can't be controlled at all, and now it's a great improvement not to get angry or irritable.

Until she went to work to help Tan Mo order food, Qiao Lan didn't figure out what happened to Tan Mo, but she probably guessed what it might have to do with her.

Uncle Chen saw the awkwardness between the two children. After eating, he found an excuse to leave for a while. Qiao Lan looked back and saw that there were few people and the foreman was not there, so he squatted down quietly. Talk to Tan Mo.

"Do you think that the test is not very good? No, you are so smart."

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes.

It's definitely not very good, 30 points are gone.

Qiao Lan saw that he was unmoved and could only continue, "And it doesn't matter if the exam is not good, the first exam..."

If you fail the exam, you can't sit at the same table with you. How could it be okay.

Qiao Lan was really gone, sighed, and looked up at the pale face of the teenager.

Looking from the bottom up, looking at people from this angle, it is generally not very attractive, but Tan Mo is still too attractive.

Tan Mo's facial features are outstanding.

Every facial feature is just right. Although it is not accurate to describe a boy with exquisiteness, Tan Mo's facial features are very exquisite. It's a pity that he is usually too gloomy, and he doesn't know how to cut his hair. The eyes are completely covered, and everyone will only think he is sick and terrified.

The orange soft light reflected on Tan Mo’s pale face, which softened his facial features a lot. The long and thick eyelashes left a small shadow under the eyelids. Those eyes were lighter in color. Amber looks more beautiful under the light.

Qiao Lan sighed from the bottom of her heart, "Tan Mo, your eyes are so beautiful."

Beautiful eyes, the light trembling slightly.

"It's just covered by the hair. Only from this angle can you see so clearly," Qiao Lan said, standing up again, looking down from a high position, those eyes were covered again, such beautiful eyes, "It's really too covered. Pity."

Tan Mo raised his head, looked up at her, and moved his lips.

He wanted to say that from the very beginning, when he saw Qiao Lan's black and bright eyes, he thought it looked pretty.

But in the end it still didn't say anything.

It was only after Qiao Lan left that Tan Mo realized that the irritability caused by his off-topic language had been reduced a lot.

He fixedly looked at Qiao Lan’s back until Uncle Chen came back. Uncle Chen carefully looked at Tan Mo’s expression, and suddenly listened to Tan Mo’s words, "Tomorrow," and after a pause, he continued, "I want to go. Cut your hair."

Tan Mo made a big decision.

Because cutting hair is really painful for him, the feeling of being touched by someone and the tightness of the scalp will make him restless.

Uncle Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then beamed with joy, "Good, good."

This weekend, for the high school students in the attached high school, it is both exhausting and exciting.

The last test was on Monday and Tuesday, and everyone had two days to buffer. As a result, I took the test on Thursday and Friday. You will know your results when you come back from the holiday.

It's so exciting.

So much so that on Monday morning, many students came earlier than usual, and they did not endorse and opened the computer in the classroom to check their results on campus.

Unfortunately, it hasn't appeared yet.

Everyone was a little disappointed, but it didn't take long. The total score did not come out, and the papers were all sent over.

Just after raising the flag in the morning, as soon as I returned to the classroom, I saw a lot of papers piled up on the lecture table. The students rushed up with an exclamation and started to write papers.

Except for the slowest language to be changed, all are out.

Qiao Lan couldn't help taking a breath.

But after the paper found out, Qiao Lan was even more gasped.

She had a hunch that physics would not be too good, but after seeing the score of 107, she was still a little panicked.

But after looking back at Pei Ning 116 and hearing Chen Yaoyang 121 next to him, he was relieved.

The most top-notch in the class, the scores are not much higher, let alone other people, a boy sitting behind Qiao Lan, holding his seventy-point paper is completely confused.

However, the results of the papers issued afterwards were much lower than the previous time.

Three full marks in the math class, this time Qiao Lan's highest score is 133, Chen Yaoyang is two points lower than Qiao Lan, 131.

But before Qiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief, the chemistry papers came down, Chen Yaoyang 132, Qiao Lan 123.

Chen Yaoyang's recent efforts have not been in vain, eight scores out of seven, except for the last language, the total score is 12 points higher than Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan 873, and Chen Yaoyang 885.

Chen Yaoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not believe that Qiao Lan's Chinese could be more than 12 points higher than him.

Pei Ning quietly glanced at Qiao Lan and whispered, "Chen Yaoyang seems to be a little serious lately, first, can you keep it?"

Qiao Lan frowned, "First of all, I think it must not be able to keep it, but it is not necessarily lower than Chen Yaoyang."

Qiao Lan felt that she did a very good language this time. If so, she might be 12 points higher than Chen Yaoyang.

But Pei Ning did not understand Qiao Lan's words, not necessarily lower than Chen Yaoyang, but the number one is impossible, what does this mean, besides her and Chen Yaoyang, who else can be number one?

He and Song Yao are not as high as Qiao Lan, let alone Chen Yaoyang.

Qiao Lan didn't speak, and looked back at Tan Mo's side, because the flag raising ended early, and now he hasn't studied in the morning, Tan Mo hasn't come yet.

But why did Tan Mo's papers disappear?

Qiao Lan was thinking about where the papers were, and the head teacher came in with a few papers in his hand. The surprise on his face didn't have time to put it away. As soon as he came in, he looked at Tan Mo's position.

Seeing Tan Mo's absence, I was a little disappointed, so I put a few papers on Tan Mo's table, and ordered the classmates sitting in front of Tan Mo to tell him to let him come to the next office when Tan Mo came.

The classmate gave an "Oh", and subconsciously glanced back at the paper on Tan Mo's desk.

Fuck, dumbfounded.

Chen Yaoyang only took the 121 physics test, but on Tan Mo's paper, it was a big 150.

...

? ? ?

What the hell.

Suddenly turned to Barra to open this pile of papers, and a few people next to him joined in the fun, wanting to see what Tan Mo could write.

As a result, everyone was stunned.

Mathematics, 150, Chemistry, 150, Physics 150, English, 148, Geography, 147...

After another, only sighs and **** were left. Some students quickly took out the computer and added the seven doors again, thinking that the addition was wrong, so they added it again.

Finally looked at the numbers on the calculator silly.

999, rounded to the nearest 1000.

Seven doors, add up to 999, and the total score is only 1200!

The most frightening thing is that Chen Yaoyang, the highest of the seven gates just now, is 885, and the seven Tanmo gates are nearly a hundred and two higher than the seven gates of Chen Yaoyang.

If it weren't for repeated confirmation that there were only seven doors, everyone would have thought that there was one less door.

Stupid, all stupid, Chen Yaoyang, the highest scorer, even if the Chinese test is 134, the total is only 10,230 points, and the total of the eight courses is 20 or 30 points more than the Tan Mo seven.

What's more, Chen Yaoyang may not pass the test so high.

Perhaps the expressions of these people are too indescribable. Qin Yang all came together to watch the excitement. After watching the show, they fry the pot directly, "Fake it, Tan Mo seven gates took one thousand exams??"

Qiao Lan's eyes lit up, she almost jumped up from her seat in surprise, and rushed out of her seat to run over to see, but the class fell silent.

Qiao Lan turned her head back suddenly as if feeling something.

The familiar teenager appeared at the door of the classroom still pushing his wheelchair.

But it was different from usual.

The eye-catching hair never covered those eyes, his skin was still pale, and his delicate features were exposed in front of everyone. He sat quietly in the wheelchair, his beige eyes looked at the shocked classmates in the classroom.

Finally, his eyes fell on Qiao Lan's face.

He looked at her, Xu was a little bit shy and embarrassed because he showed his entire face, and his long eyelashes trembled unconsciously.

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