Tan Mo is coming to the exam! That idiot with a disability actually came to take the exam!
The former was the shock of class 13, and the latter was the surprise of other students who were watching 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 or said exactly that he would take this exam. Everything is Qiao Lan's own guess. .
Now Tan Mo is finally here.
Among the thousands of students, only Qiao Lan understands how rare it is for Tan Mo to take such a small step and get out of his own small space.
The test room for the Tanmo exam is on the first floor, which is specially arranged by the head teacher.
A few days ago, Tan Mo found the head teacher and told him that he was going to take the monthly exam. The head teacher was stunned for a long time, and then hurriedly reported to the head teacher, and because of Tan Mo's legs, he could not go upstairs, so the examination room was arranged in a Building, it is convenient for Tan Mo to move around.
Qiao Lan still wanted to send Tan Mo to the examination room, but when he reached the entrance of the stairs, Tan Mo stopped and glanced at the unfamiliar classmates who came out to watch the excitement after hearing the movement. Said, "You go up."
Don't let her send it
Qiao Lan lowered her head and glanced at Tan Mo, the young man did not have any fluctuating eyes, but he could see that he was very persistent.
"Okay," Qiao Lan glanced at the time, and the exam was about to start in fifteen minutes. "Then I'll go up first."
Tan Mo sat at the entrance of the stairs until he saw Qiao Lan's figure completely disappeared, then he rolled his wheelchair again and found his examination room and seat.
The classmates sitting around inevitably looked at Tan Mo more, especially in a classroom where there were two students from Class 13, all of them were full of curiosity. Most of the students who came to take the exam also brought their books, so that they had 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 his taking the exam a waste of paper money
On the other end of Qiao Lan, she and Tan Mo were in the same building, but she was on the third floor, and when she was walking to the third floor after separating from Tan Mo, she accidentally met Hao Ying again.
Hao Ying came up to greet Qiao Lan again, and found that Qiao Lan was also on the third floor and was surprised. After walking to her exam room, Qiao Lan said goodbye and walked into the classroom next door.
Hao Ying: …
Bai was pleasantly surprised that he was not in an exam room at all.
Alas, but even if he was still in an exam room, it was impossible to sit right in front of him again.
I can only pray that the person sitting in front or behind this time is still a big guy.
Qiao Lan returned to the classroom and took out a pen and paper.
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 them have to be completed within two days.
Morning is still physics and math.
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 is 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.
…
More and more anxious.
And then a little bit crashed.
Is the gap between a school and a school really that big
This physical paper is, really, a little too difficult.
Qiao Lan also studied in high school in S province before. Although she is not in XX No. 1 Middle School, she has also done exams in XX No. 1 Middle School.
In the last physical exam, Qiao Lan took more than 140 exams, which was considered to be quite easy, but this time, after the papers were finally collected, Qiao Lan really lost her mind.
Before the invigilator left, the class was already talking about it.
"My God, this is too difficult."
"I originally thought that this one would not work, so I would do the next one, but after looking at it all the way, there are not many of Nima's."
"It's over, I don't think I can pass this time at all... This question is too perverted..."
The surrounding discussions didn't give Qiao Lan much comfort. After all, there were only three people in the classroom, all of whom were in the class, and the scores of these three people didn't even make it into the top ten.
If Chen Yaoyang or Pei Ning said it was too difficult at this time, Qiao Lan felt that she might be a little better.
It's hard to come back, but you still have to face the next door with a smile.
Qiao Lan is not so worried about mathematics. In the past, when she was in high school, Qiao Lan's mathematics was very top-notch. Later, after studying literature, she was able to open up her classmates a lot, so she also studied mathematics in college. .
After starting to do math papers, Qiao Lan probably had an estimate.
This time, even if it is XX No. 1 Middle School, it is definitely a super-difficult paper. XX No. 1 Middle School 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 complete the questions. This time, all the time was used up, and there were still two questions left to answer.
The full score of 150 is gone. After all, seven points have been lost, and Qiao Lan has no confidence in the last question of the multiple-choice question.
But I didn't worry too much about math. The three best mathematicians in the class, she, Pei Ning, and Chen Yaoyang, after more than a month's understanding, Qiao Lan can almost see it, the math of these two is better than her, after all, she is better than her. They have three more years of base.
Qiao Lan did not solve the problem, these two should, also can not be done.
In the second monthly exam, compared to the last mid-term, the students' reaction was too obvious. After taking two exams in the morning, as soon as the papers were collected, everyone began to cry.
After Qiao Lan walked out of the classroom, she met several classmates, got together to give her the answer, and after correcting a few, she collapsed and couldn't continue, so she turned around and ran away.
Qiao Lan went downstairs and found the classroom where Tan Mo took the exam. Tan Mo sat quietly on the spot.
He was used to leaving after everyone left.
Qiao Lan came in suddenly, and the classmates who hadn't left looked at him curiously. Qiao Lan walked over without caring, and sat in front of Tan Mo and waited with him.
"How is it?" Qiao Lan whispered in a low voice.
The scope of this question is too broad, and Tan Mo didn't understand it for a while. How was his physical condition, or how was the test
Qiao Lan was stunned when she saw Tan Mo, and then she reacted. Talking to Tan Mo, you can't ask questions so vaguely. You have to ask clearly. You may be confused in the exam today, and your IQ is not online.
"Quanzi, do you think it's difficult?"
Tan Mo shook his head honestly.
"It's not difficult." After speaking, he might feel that he didn't say enough, so he added, "It's very simple."
Qiao Lan, who was almost driven mad by physics: …
Well, she finally understood that the gap between smart people among ordinary people and geniuses is bigger than she imagined.
Perhaps the collapse on Qiao Lan's face was too obvious, and even Tan Mo faintly discovered it, but I can't think of why this happened for the time being, I can only see that she is not in a good mood.
Tan Mo thought for a while, then hesitated for a while, "Are you unhappy?"
Can Tan Mo actually sense her emotions
Qiao Lan was stunned for a moment, and then she hurriedly said, "I'm not unhappy, but I feel that the test is not very good, and the test is very difficult."
Tan Mo finally understood why Qiao Lan had such an expression when he said it simply.
He thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't comfort others. He could only use the usual logic to analyze the truth to Qiao Lan, "You are the first in age. If you find it difficult, others will be even more difficult."
So there is no need to be unhappy.
This is the most spoken sentence between Tan Mo and Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo who was explaining it to her earnestly, and the unhappiness caused by failing the exam gradually subsided, "Actually, I'm not very worried about other people, but I'm a little worried about Chen Yaoyang, he is very good at physics and chemistry, so I don't want to. lose to him."
Tan Mo's eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.
Tan Mo inevitably remembered what some of his classmates had said before.
Because you want to sit with Chen Yaoyang, or because you care too much about Chen Yaoyang
Qiao Lan looked at her with determination, "What's the matter?"
"Why don't you just want to lose to Chen Yaoyang?"
"Because my grades were not good, Chen Yaoyang looked down on me." He also acquiesced to a group of people mocking her. Even Qin Yang, who had bullied her before, was not as annoying as Chen Yaoyang.
Tan Mo was not satisfied with this answer.
What Qiao Lan wanted to say was because 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 to another meaning.
Because a bad test will make Chen Yaoyang look down on him, so he has to pass the test to make him look down on him.
No matter how hard Qiao Lan was, she never thought that Tan Mo would understand this meaning. She stood up and smiled and said, "There is no one in the class, so we should leave." After saying that, he glanced at Tan Mo again, "Writing for the exam. After so many words, are your hands tired, or I will push you away."
Tan Mo's hands clenched tightly, and after a while, he said ok in a low voice.
In the afternoon subjects, Qiao Lan was relatively easy, but only relatively easy.
Politics and history, Qiao Lan's two subjects are both strong points, but since the original 100-point paper should be sunk by 150 points, the score of each question is scary, and the questions are very good. Obscure, especially history, Qiao Lan really wanted to send two words to the teacher who gave the paper.
Tianxiu.
One multiple choice question, four options, after reading option A, I think it is A, and after reading B, I think it is B.
There is no such question that you can see the correct answer at a glance. Each of the four options is correct, and some of them even feel correct when they are set in the question.
With one or two questions, Qiao Lan felt as if she was looking for a difference, not a history test.
One day has passed, and the four exams have left the students with a layer of skin.
Fortunately, Qiao Lan took a leave of absence tonight, so she didn't have to go to the western restaurant. She was determined to take the test tomorrow. She went back to the classroom and prepared to pick up a book. How is it.
Before Qiao Lan could speak, Pei Ning started to cry, "Fuck I'm going to cry about physics, and tomorrow I think I'm going to die in English."
Pei Ning cried, Qiao Lan was happy.
Even Pei Ning cried that physics was too difficult, and Qiao Lan felt that she shouldn't be too bad this time.
Pei Ning roared twice and suddenly choked, blinked and pointed to the door, "Well, is it waiting for you?"
Qiao Lan looked back and saw 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 picked up the book and walked out.
"Tan Mo, I won't go to the western restaurant today," Qiao Lan said, lest Tan Mo make another trip.
After speaking, Qiao Lan paused, in fact, she wanted to say that you should not come again in the future, or that you should not come every day.
Although it is said that Tan Mo's family is not short of money, it is not the way to pour money like this every day. Qiao Lan feels that her conscience is hard to handle, and she cannot take it for granted that Tan Mo gives her money just because Tan Mo has money.
Moreover, although the western restaurant has a lot of dishes, Tan Mo has been eating for nearly two months.
In the past two months, no matter how rich the menu is, I have eaten back and forth many times.
Gotta get tired of it too.
But for some unknown reason, Qiao Lan felt that Tan Mo was not in a good mood at the moment. She guessed that it was because she did not pass the exam in the afternoon or because of other reasons. She thought that she should not talk to Tan Mo again after a while.
Watching Uncle Chen pick up Tan Mo, Qiao Lan breathed a long sigh of relief.
No need to go to the western restaurant, Qiao Lan went home early this morning, and after walking for a while, she heard someone calling her from behind.
When he turned his head, he saw Qiao Lu.
As soon as she saw Qiao Lu, Qiao Lan felt that she had nothing good to say, turned around and didn't want to pay attention to her, and continued walking.
Qiao Lu chased after him angrily, "Didn't you hear when I called you, didn't your mother teach you to be polite?"
Qiao Lan rolled her eyes at Qiao Lu, "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 quarrel at all. After being blocked by Qiao Lan, she snorted coldly, "You can be proud. When the results come out, I will see how proud you are."
Qiao Lan was surprised, "Why, are you going to challenge the first grade in the exam?"
"you!"
It's a shame that you have the face to be ranked first in the grade.
Copying the first grade, I really thought I was the first in the grade.
This time, the test paper was bought from XX No. 1 Middle School, and it was also a new paper. There would never be any more answers for Qiao Lan to copy.
She just waited to see how Qiao Lan returned to the countdown from the first grade this time.
Thinking of this, I suddenly became angry again, with a look of you waiting to have a good-looking appearance, and dragged away with a ponytail.
Back at home, Qiao Lan briefly reviewed, and went to bed at ten o'clock. Anyway, the most difficult exam is over, and tomorrow will not be more difficult than today.
On the second day, Qiao Lan was no weaker, especially in geography, language, and English, Qiao Lan was the best.
The last course in the afternoon was Chinese, which took two and a half hours to test, so it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon after the final test.
Not caring about correcting the answers with her classmates, Qiao Lan carried her schoolbag and ran outside. The western restaurant could ask for leave, but she could not be late. There were quite a lot of fines for being late.
After running to the school gate, a car beside him honked its horn. Qiao Lan turned back subconsciously. Uncle Chen slowly lowered the window and said with a smile, "Let's go to the restaurant? Let's go together."
Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo hidden in the dark in the back seat through the car window, looked at the time again, opened the door and got in the car.
"thanks."
"Thank you for what?" Uncle Chen smiled and glanced at Tan Mo, "By the way."
Chen Bo is in a good mood recently.
Tan Mo and him took the initiative to say that they were going to take high school courses and take the exam. Uncle Chen was so excited that he almost cried. After checking Qiao Lan, he found that the girl's family background was not very good, but her grades were surprisingly good.
Uncle Chen felt that he might have guessed something, but he didn't dare to ask Tan Mo.
But it doesn't affect Uncle Chen's favorability to Qiao Lan has risen to a new level.
This is Qiao Lan's second ride in Uncle Chen'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 test, and casually asked him how he felt about the test today.
In an instant, Tan Mo's lips pursed even tighter.
Qiao Lan: ? ?
What's the matter, didn't pass the test
Did not pass the exam.
The last one, language.
Tan Mo went to the United States when he was seven years old, and stayed in the United States until he was fourteen years old. Although his mother and Uncle Chen had always spoken Chinese with him, they were still not as good as ordinary children who grew up in China.
Fortunately, Tan Mo's reading volume is too large. He has read a lot of books at home and abroad, but it is not too bad. Moreover, his logical ability and carefulness are not comparable to ordinary people.
What made Tan Mo in a bad mood was today's composition.
Writing is a picture title.
If it is an ordinary reflection of social phenomena, it will be fine, but it is an interpretation of human nature.
For someone with Asperger's, this is simply impossible to see.
He can only see the objective, material things, the emotions and life hidden behind them, which are not within the scope of Tan Mo's understanding.
After he finished the exam, he heard a lot of people talking about composition ideas, and he knew that he might have misunderstood. Now that Qiao Lan asked, Tan Mo asked her what she wrote in the final composition.
Qiao Lan thought for a while and said, "Be sympathetic."
Tan Moyue was silent. It was the same as what the other classmates said, but completely different from what he wrote.
Tan Mo had never taken the exam, but he knew that half of the points would be deducted if the composition deviates from the topic.
But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't see it at all, and even if he could see it, he didn't understand what compassion was.
As a child, the little girl next door fell off the swing and cried, and he stood beside him, motionless.
The adults who came to coax the little girl pointed at him and said that he had no sympathy.
It was the first time he knew the word sympathy, but he didn't understand it, and he didn't have this emotion. The little girl kept crying, but he didn't feel it at all.
Tan Mo, who was originally in a low mood, didn't say a word at all after Qiao Lan said these two words.
Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo with a bewildered expression and suddenly became depressed and ignorant. He could only look at Uncle Chen for help. Uncle Chen sighed and shook his head after a long 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 at will and not to be irritable.
Qiao Lan didn't know what happened to Tan Mo until she went to work to help Tan Mo order food, but she probably guessed what it might have to do with herself.
Uncle Chen saw the awkwardness between the two children. After eating, he made an excuse to leave for a while. Qiao Lan looked back and saw that there were few people and the foreman was not around, so he squatted down quietly. Talk to Tan Mo.
"Do you think you did not do well in the test? No, you are so smart."
Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes.
Certainly not very good, 30 points are gone.
Qiao Lan saw that he was unmoved and could only continue, "And it doesn't matter if you fail the test, the first test..."
If you fail the exam, you won't be able to sit at the same table with you, how could it be okay
Qiao Lan was really helpless, sighed, and looked up at the boy's pale face.
Looking from the bottom up, looking at people from this angle is generally not very good-looking, but Tan Mo is still too good-looking.
Tan Mo's facial features are excellent.
It's that every facial feature is just right. Although it is not accurate to describe a boy as delicate, Tan Mo's facial features are very delicate. It's a pity that he is usually too gloomy. Completely covering his eyes, everyone will only think that he is morbid and that he is terrifying.
The orange soft light reflected on Tan Mo's pale face, softening his facial features a lot. His long and thick eyelashes left a small shadow under his eyelids. Those eyes that were originally slightly lighter in color, Amber generally looks prettier in light.
Qiao Lan sighed from the bottom of her heart, "Tan Mo, your eyes are so beautiful."
Beautiful eyes, the light trembled slightly.
"It's just covered by the hair, only this angle can see so clearly," Qiao Lan said, standing up again, looking down, those eyes were covered again, such beautiful eyes, "It's really too much to be covered. Pity."
Tan Mo raised his head, looked up at her, and moved his lips.
He wanted to say that in fact, from the very first moment he saw Qiao Lan's dark and bright eyes, he thought it was very good-looking.
But in the end it didn't come out.
It was only after Qiao Lan left that Tan Mo realized that the irritability caused by the language digression had eased a lot.
He stared at Qiao Lan's back, until Uncle Chen came back, Uncle Chen looked at Tan Mo's expression carefully, and suddenly heard Tan Mo say, "Tomorrow," and after a while, he continued, "I want to go. Cut your hair."
Tan Mo made a big decision.
Because cutting his hair is really painful for him, and the feeling of being touched and the scalp tightening makes him restless.
Uncle Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, "Okay."
This weekend was both exhausting and exciting for the first-year high school students.
The last exam was on Monday and Tuesday, and everyone still had two days to buffer. As a result, this time on Thursday and Friday, you can know your results as soon as you come back from the holiday.
So exciting.
So much so that on Monday morning, many students came earlier than usual, and they did not endorse and open the computer in the classroom to check their grades on campus.
Too bad it's not out yet.
Everyone was a little disappointed, but it didn't take long for everyone to be disappointed. The total score was not released, and all the papers were sent in one go.
As soon as the flag was raised in the morning, as soon as I returned to the classroom, I saw a lot of papers piled up on the lecture table.
Except for the slowest language changed, all are out.
Qiao Lan couldn't help taking a breath.
But after the paper was discovered, Qiao Lan was even more gasped.
She had a hunch that physics would not be very good, but after seeing the score of 107, she was still a little panicked.
But when he looked back at Pei Ning 116 and heard Chen Yaoyang 121 next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The top student in the class didn't have a high score, let alone the others. A boy sitting behind Qiao Lan was stunned with his 70-point paper.
However, the results of the papers handed out were much lower than the previous one.
Last time in the math class, there were three full marks. This time, Qiao Lan's highest score was 133. Chen Yaoyang was two points lower than Qiao Lan, 131.
But before Qiao Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, the chemical papers came down, Chen Yaoyang 132, Qiao Lan 123.
Chen Yaoyang's recent efforts have not been in vain, and he has scored seven of the eight subjects. Except for the last Chinese, the total score is 12 points higher than that of Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan 873, and Chen Yaoyang 885.
Chen Yaoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't believe that Qiao Lan's language was 12 points higher than him.
Pei Ning glanced at Qiao Lan quietly and whispered, "Chen Yaoyang seems to be a little serious recently, first, can you keep it?"
Qiao Lan frowned, "First, I think I can't keep it, but it's not necessarily lower than Chen Yaoyang."
Qiao Lan felt that her language skills were particularly good this time. If so, she might be 12 points higher than Chen Yaoyang.
But Pei Ning didn't understand Qiao Lan's words, so it wasn't necessarily lower than Chen Yaoyang, but it was impossible to be number one. What does this mean? Besides her and Chen Yaoyang, who else could be number one
He and Song Yao didn't score as high as Qiao Lan, let alone Chen Yaoyang.
Qiao Lan didn't speak, and turned to look at Tan Mo, because the flag-raising ended early, and it was not morning for self-study, and Tan Mo hadn't come yet.
But why did Tan Mo's papers disappear
Qiao Lan was thinking about where the papers went. The head teacher came in with a few papers in his hand, and the surprise on his face didn't have time to put away. As soon as he came in, he looked at Tan Mo's position.
Seeing that Tan Mo was not there, I was a little disappointed, so I put a few papers in Tan Mo's table on Tan Mo's table, and told the classmates sitting in front of Tan Mo to wait for Tan Mo to come, and tell him to let him come to the next office.
The classmate let out an "oh" and subconsciously looked back at the paper on Tan Mo's desk.
Damn, dumbfounded.
Chen Yaoyang only took 121 in physics, but Tan Mo's paper was a big 150.
…
?
what the hell.
Suddenly turning to Bala to open the pile of papers, a few people next to him join in the fun, wanting to see what Tan Mo can write.
As a result, everyone was stunned.
Math, 150, Chemistry, 150, Physics 150, English, 148, Geography, 147…
One after another, there were only sighs and sighs left. Some students quickly took out the computer and added the seven doors again, thinking that they were wrong, so they added them again.
Finally, I looked at the numbers on the calculator stupidly.
999, rounded up to 1000.
Seven doors, add up, 999, and the total score is only 1200!
The most terrifying thing is that Chen Yaoyang, who has the highest seven gates just now, is 885, and Tanmo Seven Gates is nearly one hundred and two higher than Chen Yaoyang's Seven Gates.
If it hadn't been repeatedly confirmed that there were only seven, everyone would have thought that there was one less.
Stupid, completely stupid, Chen Yaoyang, the highest scorer, even if the Chinese test is 134, the total is only 123%, and the sum of the eight subjects is 230 points more than the Tan Mo seven subjects.
What's more, Chen Yaoyang might not be able to get such a high test.
Perhaps the expressions of these people were too indescribable. Qin Yang and a few of them came over to watch the fun. After reading it, they went straight to the frying pan.
Qiao Lan's eyes lit up, and she almost jumped up from her seat in shock. She rushed out of the seat and ran over to see it, but the class suddenly fell silent.
Qiao Lan turned around abruptly as if feeling something.
The familiar teenager, still pushing a wheelchair, appeared at the door of the classroom.
But it was different than usual.
The unsightly hair no longer covered his eyes, his skin was still pale, and his delicate facial features were exposed in front of everyone. He sat quietly in a wheelchair, and his light brown 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 shy and embarrassed because the whole face was exposed, the long eyelashes, unconsciously, trembled slightly.