Chapter 27: CHRISTMAS

Qiao Lu returns home grumbling again, remembering her father's last scolding of her not to accuse Qiao Lan without evidence. Seeing the serious face of Qiao's second uncle, Qiao Lu puts back her complaints and waits for her father to watch the news in the evening before she goes to her mother, Qiao's second aunt, to cry.

But this time, even the expression on his mother's face was a little unexpected.

Second Aunt Qiao didn't like Old Lady Qiao, nor did she like her third sister-in-law, but she still had some reservations about the Qiao Laosan children.

Aunt Qiao wasn't too confused, she had her reasons for hating someone. For example, she hated Old Lady Qiao's coarse, biased and country bumpkin-like behavior, and Qiao San's daughter-in-law's uneducated and uneducated appearance. But for the children of Qiao San's family, there was nothing Aunt Qiao hated more than Second Sister Qiao and Qiao Yuan. The former was clearly a mistress, but she was not ashamed of it and was still smug about it, while the latter was held up to the skies by Mrs. Qiao because she was just a son.

For the remaining Qiao Da Sister and Qiao Lan, Aunt Qiao didn't find them annoying, Qiao Da Sister had a gentle character and Qiao Lan had never done anything evil.

Except for the last time Qiao Lu told her in no uncertain terms that Qiao Lan was plagiarizing.

But this time Qiao Lu said that Qiao Lan copied again, but Aunt Qiao didn't quite believe her, just like she said last time, if Qiao Lan can copy once, can she copy twice?

Before this exam, Qiao Lu repeatedly told her that Qiao Lan would not be able to copy this time.

As a result, Qiao Lan continued to do very well.

Qiao Lu cries that Qiao Lan's plagiarism is too disgusting, and that the other students don't believe her, not even her father.

Aunt Qiao looked at Qiao Lan's daughter, who was cursing and splashing around, and suddenly her feelings were a bit complicated. She remembered the last time when her husband had told Qiao Lu with a stern face that she should not accuse anyone without evidence, and at that time she thought that her husband had been too much on Qiao Lu's side.

That's why Qiao Lu has become so aggressive.

Sitting on the sofa, Aunt Qiao Er finally began to wonder if she had done something wrong in educating Qiao Lu.

Qiao Lu cried for a long time, but realized that she didn't get a response from her mother, as soon as she raised her head, she saw her mother looking at her with a deep gaze, her heart slightly snapped, and she whispered, "Mom... Did you hear me..."

Second Aunt Qiao came back to her senses and said after a long time, "Don't speak again if you don't have any evidence, every day you put your mind on other people, no wonder you regressed in your own exams."

Qiao Lu looked at her own mom with a dumbfounded look, her mouth wide open in disbelief.

However, Aunt Qiao only felt a little tired and didn't want to say anything to Qiao Lu. She turned around and went into the bedroom to talk to her husband.

That night, Qiao Lu, after being told off by Aunt Qiao, was caught by her serious father in his room and scolded for half an hour, and went to bed that night with swollen eyes.

On the other side of Qiao's family, last time Qiao Lan got the first place in the exam, Qiao's mother bragged about it, but she still felt unsure about it. Later, Qiao Yuan secretly told her that Qiao Lu told him Qiao Lan copied the first place, and Qiao's mother was a bit skeptical after hearing that.

But doubtful as she is, Qiao's mother wants to show off, regardless of whether you learned or copied, but the only thing that worries her is that if Qiao Lan doesn't do well this time, she won't be able to keep her face up.

As a result, Qiao Lan came back with good grades again. Although she was not the first in her grade, the second in her grade was enough to make her face shine.

Qiao Yuan went to Qiao's father and Qiao's mother's restaurant to get some food, and as soon as she entered the restaurant, Qiao's mother was all smiles, and when she saw the students, she inquired about their senior year, and if they were freshmen, she said with a self-satisfied face that her daughter was also a freshman, and that she didn't do so well this time, and that she was only the second in her grade.

Qiao Yuan originally thought that Qiao Lu was in a good mood after another blow, but looking at her own mother's appearance, her heart began to feel bad again.

Especially when your own grades come down.

Qiao Yuan was fifth from the bottom of the class.

Qiao's father Qiao's mother, even if she loves Qiao Yuan and doesn't care about Qiao Lan's grades, feels that she cares about Qiao Yuan's grades. Qiao's mother praised Qiao Lan on one foot and saw Qiao Yuan's grades on the next, and she was so angry that she almost suffered a cerebral infarction.

"Can't even get half of your sister's exams, they're all born to me, how come they're so much worse!"

Qiao Yuan had spent the afternoon in the restaurant, and when he came back and heard Qiao's mother's comment, his white and fat face wrinkled up into a ball and he started to cry. Qiao Yuan cried, and next to him, Mrs. Qiao couldn't stand it anymore, and she hugged her grandson and scolded her daughter-in-law, and Qiao's mother couldn't stop scolding him when she heard her son crying.

In the end it became a family to comfort Qiao Yuan again.

The next day Qiao's mother gave Qiao Yuan fifty dollars to buy whatever he wanted to eat. Qiao Yuan took the money with satisfaction and raised his chin proudly at Qiao Lan and whispered, "No matter how good you are at studying, Mom still likes me best."

Qiao Lan rolled her eyes breathlessly, just your mom, she really doesn't care at all.

Qiao Lan doesn't care about Qiao's mother, but Qiao's mother has turned her attention to Qiao Lan. Since Qiao Lan is learning so well and Qiao Yuan can't keep up with her, she might as well ask Qiao Lan to make up for Qiao Yuan every day, and she doesn't believe that Qiao Yuan can't be smarter than Qiao Lan. She doesn't believe that Qiao Yuan can't be smarter than Qiao Lan.

Mrs. Qiao, in a rare move, did not refute Qiao's mother's opinion, and she also thought it was reasonable that Qiao Lan could get good grades on the exams, but not Qiao Yuan, who was her son.

Qiao's mother didn't think it would be difficult, after all, Qiao Lan has always been quite obedient, the next morning Qiao Lan had to go to school, Qiao's mother wandered out and casually said to Qiao Lan, "From now on, come back earlier in the afternoon, and make up for your brother's lessons every evening. Qiao Lan was quite obedient.

I turned to leave when I heard Qiao Lan say, "There's no time."

"How come there's no time..." I was in the middle of my sentence when I remembered that Qiao Lan was now working part-time.

Before Qiao's mother heard that Qiao Lan was working in a western restaurant, she was quite satisfied, in her opinion, whoever comes to eat in a western restaurant is not rich. Qiao's mother was happy to hear that Qiao Lan was working in a higher class restaurant, and Qiao's mother was happy to hear that Qiao Lan was working in a higher class restaurant.

But now, when it comes to her son's business, Qiao's mother instantly put Qiao Lan behind her, and made a face of unhappiness, "Still going to school, what kind of work is it, so that people can hear it and think that I am lacking in your food or clothing, is it important for you to work part-time or is it important for your younger brother to get good grades, and we only have one son in the family, so your younger brother's grades don't go up. Your brother's grades don't go up, and you're not in a hurry to be a sister."

What's her hurry.

Qiao Yuan Even if she got the bottom of her age, it had nothing to do with her, still not lifting her head, "I said I don't have time, you find a teacher to make it up for him."

"You don't need money to find a teacher," Qiao's mother said, exasperated, "You didn't pay for it, you don't feel bad."

It really doesn't hurt.

Qiao Lan wanted to laugh, so it turned out that even Qiao Yuan, Qiao's mother, had her own heartache.

Since you can't afford to hire a teacher.

"Then let Qiao Yuan continue to be poor", he said, no longer paying attention to the dumbfounded Qiao's mother, and turned around to go to school.

The air in the school was, I don't know how many times better than that pandemonium at home.

Tan Mo still comes to school after morning study as usual, but it seems to be a little earlier than before.

It's still the same school day, but remembering that he doesn't have to sit in the last row of the classroom anymore, and that he has a classmate named Qiao Lan, school takes on a different meaning.

Tan Mo was a little upset by yesterday's failed lecture.

He rewrote the textbook and accompanying exercise book in accordance with the current teaching schedule, and when he sat down in his seat, he thought about turning his head Qiao Lan for her physics exercise book.

Qiao Lan doesn't know what Tan Mo is up to, but gives him the exercise book anyway.

Tan Mo opened the book and wrote down every question that Qiao Lan blanked out, then returned the book to Qiao Lan.

He could have prepared it in advance and made it all in advance according to the current teaching schedule, then he could have spoken to Qiao Lan without any hindrance.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo's beautiful handwriting and hurriedly said, "No need to be so troublesome", questions this kind of thing, if it will be wasted to the other party's time to cause trouble to the other party, it will be a bit disturbed by the conscience.

Tan Mo's eyes were fixed straight on her, waiting for her to finish her sentence.

"That's too much trouble, you have your own things to do every day as well, if you really can't..." Qiao Lan thought about it, "I can also ask Pei Ning."

Tan Mo snatched the book back.

Deadening the book, he pursed his lips into a straight line and said, "No trouble."

Qiao Lan looked at the teenager's obstinate side face for a long time before sitting back and not grabbing it from Tan Mo.

After a few days, Qiao Lan clearly felt the superiority of Tan Mo's lectures over Pei Ning.

Tan Mo Because I had prepared for it, it became unobstructed now that I was speaking about it again.

Pei Ning is still a first year student, so he is not much ahead of Qiao Lan in terms of learning, but Tan Mo is different. Tan Mo knows a lot, so when she explains a problem, she often touches on some other points, which is very helpful to Qiao Lan.

Another big difference is that normal people always talk irrelevant crap when they speak on a subject, but not Tan Mo.

In their world, there is no need to say what is not there, and since it is a lecture, there is no for nonsense in the lecture.

The speed of lecturing is instantly much faster than Pei Ning, and I don't know how much more thorough the lectures are than Pei Ning.

Except sometimes when Qiao Lan still didn't get it after Tan Mo had finished speaking, Tan Mo would stare at her in silence with those eyes that Qiao Lan had praised as beautiful.

Qiao Lan was made to cry by the look and spoke miserably, "I'm sorry, I'm the one who was stupid enough to get to you."

"It's okay," Tan Mo said, adding after a moment's thought, "Not too dumb."

It was so much better than he had thought before.

Qiao Lan: ......

Never mind, let's just listen to the questions.

Tan Mo refreshes everyone's opinion of him in the fastest time possible.

He still came to class, but never used to listen in class, the physics and math teacher would occasionally point to him out of the blue, even if he was looking at English in his hand, looking up at the questions on the board, he could say the correct answer after ten seconds or so.

In the midst of the huffing and puffing of the class, Tan Mo without any expression looked down at her book again, and without the cover of her obtrusive hair, her exquisitely beautiful side face was clearly visible.

Little by little the malice dissipated.

Some students even changed their views on Tan Mo, and even thought it was a great thing that there was such a genius in their class. Even though they had never talked to Tan Mo, it didn't stop them from bragging about Tan Mo in front of the other students, and of course, they didn't forget to brag about Tan Mo's good looks.

Tan Mo's name, in the short span of ten days, became as well known to the whole school as Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying.

Good looking people are always in the spotlight.

Even the junior high school attached to the junior high school know that the first year of high school there is a boy called Tan Mo, never listen to the class, but the test is still full marks, eccentric, crazy, and so on the word, in the "genius" two words under the aura, but also gradually become a positive meaning of the peculiar characteristics of the genius.

The teenager who was once shunned by everyone at school, rolling his wheelchair around the campus once again, had more eyes on him than before.

Some girls were walking not far from him, chattering and talking, their eyes on him the whole time.

The teenager had excellent features, his complexion was a distinctly telltale unhealthy white, he had no expression, and from a distance, some girls whispered that he looked like an exquisitely beautiful specimen soaked in formalin, while others said that if his lips had been a little more rosy, then perhaps he would have looked more like the mysterious vampire in the old castle.

Tan Mo walked to the familiar handicapped access, a few girls were laughing and saying something, then a pretty girl came over, "Classmate, let me push you up, okay."

Tan Mo's wheelchair quickly backed up and spoke coldly, "No need."

The girl froze, probably didn't expect to be rejected like this, after all, she was very pretty and there were so many boys in school who liked her.

But with so many people around watching, the girl's face was a bit untenable, so she still remained with a smile and moved forward a little bit more, "I have no malice, I just want to help you..."

The unfamiliar scent was too close, and Tan Mo's pupils snapped shut and snapped, "Get out of here."

The girl's pretty face became more and more ugly, blushing as she looked at Tan Mo, "I said I was just trying to help you, are you sick..."

Qiao Lan walks far away and sees the crowd jammed together in front of him.

She didn't have the habit of getting together, she just casually glanced at it and saw a stiff Tan Mo, her face was stunned, then hurriedly pushed her way through the crowd and squeezed in, "Make way, make way, make way, make way!"

Before I knew what was happening, I only saw the strange girl pointing at Tan Mo and cursing Tan Mo, saying that he was sick.

Qiao Lan's chest twitched and rushed forward to quickly protect Tan Mo's face, isolating the girl from Tan Mo, and turned to crouch in front of Tan Mo to ask him how he was doing.

Tan Mo's hand, which was gripping the wheelchair tightly at the moment he saw Qiao Lan, finally relaxed a little, and he lowered his head to look at Tan Mo's dark eyes, "It's fine."

Qiao Lan lets out a sigh of relief and stands up.

Walking up behind Tan Mo and pushing the wheelchair, her gaze was cold as she looked at the girl who had just badmouthed Tan Mo, "Get out of the way."

Everyone watched in stunned silence as the two of them went away, before they talked.

"Who is this, Tan Mo ignores even Sheng Shilu and actually cares about her?"

"Qiao Lan, don't you know her? The one who's a huge student."

"This is Qiao Lan, but not as good as Sheng Shilu."

"Then Sheng Shilu is not as good a student as Qiao Lan."

Sheng Shilu had made a bet with her friends and lost face in front of so many people. Her girlfriends who played well with her came up to comfort her, and Sheng Shilu stood for a long time with a blue face and exclaimed, "It's not a handicap, I can't even look at it if it's given to me."

The students who were watching around them, either frowning or thinking that Sheng Shilu had a point, talked and talked, and finally dispersed.

But there were a lot of people who saw it that day, and it didn't take long for it to become known to everyone, and some people said nasty things, saying that Sheng Shilu, the class flower of the 27th class, deliberately went to hook up with Tan Mo, and as a result, she was told to get lost by Tan Mo.

Many said Tan Mo was too rude and spoke too harshly, but others said Sheng Shilu deserved it.

Sheng Shilu is pretty, but her reputation at school is not very good, not to mention her poor studies, and she has asked almost all the good-looking boys at school, even Chen Yaoyang.

Many students disliked Sheng Shilu, but none more so than the students of Class XIII.

He heard that Sheng Shilu had badmouthed Song Yao and said that he was prettier than Song Yao.

Therefore, after learning that Sheng Shilu had been rejected by Tan Mo, the students of Class 13 were all gloating, thinking that Tan Mo's "get lost" was too good to be true.

But after saying that, it goes back to the clichéd question that everyone had before, who really looks better throughout the senior class.

Song Yao, who was at the center of the discussion, blushed and glanced at Chen Yaoyang before being called out by the homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher's name is Song Yao. It's for the Christmas party.

Every year, the attached middle school has a Christmas party, and each grade is separated, each class prepares a program, and finally chooses a good program to perform in front of the whole grade on Christmas Eve night.

The homeroom teacher asked Song Yao to go out because she wanted Song Yao to be in the class 13 program.

Song Yao plays the piano very well.

It's the kind of thing that makes a splash that anyone would want to try.

The girls in the class are envious, but have nothing to say. For a girl like Sheng Shilu, they can mock her for her poor studies and say that she has a bad character, but Song Yao, they can't find anything bad about her.

Good looking, multi-talented, top notch in her studies and of course a great personality to work with.

The only thing I have to brag about is that Song Yao is not tall, she's one of those petite girls who's cute in addition to being pretty.

Seniors don't have to study late, but this party requires all students to attend, though this all still excludes Tan Mo.

Tan Mo is special among all.

He can arrive late every day, or miss class as much as he wants, or even attend class without having to listen, so Tan Mo can also not come to this party.

Qiao Lan turned to Tan Mo and asked him what he had planned for Christmas.

Tan Mo thought about how Tan's father was probably going to take him back to his house over there again that day, and then have dinner with Tan's wife and daughter, who he didn't like at all.

On Christmas Eve like this, Tan Mo prefers to stay home and read.

So Tan Mo said, "There's nothing scheduled."

"Then why don't you," Qiao Lan said, "come to school and we'll spend Christmas Eve together watching the program."

Tan Mo refused without a second thought. Thousands of students in 30 senior classes crammed into an auditorium was too much torture in Tan Mo's eyes.

"Well", Qiao Lan was a little disappointed, but not too surprised, Tan Mo didn't like the hustle and bustle and had a hard time putting up with it.

Getting closer and closer to Christmas, the students became more and more active, waiting for Christmas Eve day, when a tall inflatable Christmas tree was erected in the school, and all kinds of snowflakes were put on each teacher's window.

During the daytime classes, the students were a little restless and the teachers turned a blind eye.

By the time classes were over, it was even more lively, with students buying apples or oranges of great quality to give to their close friends or favorite people.

The door of the classroom of class XIII was even more lively than the next few classrooms, and there were more boys and girls giving away apples than in other classes, to Song Yao, to Chen Yaoyang, especially Chen Yaoyang, who received apples at the end of the day and divided all the apples he received into one for each member of the class.

When it came to Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, they were very unanimous in their refusal not to.

Chen Yaoyang, who was sitting next to him, spoke with a lurch in his voice and a cold look in his eyes that no one else saw.

Tan Mo silently watches the lively class and turns his head to look at Qiao Lan, wondering what he is thinking.

After the last class of the afternoon, the homeroom teacher told all the students to go home for dinner, come to the class at 6:40 p.m. sharp to move the benches, and then go to the auditorium together. Tan Mo didn't have to go, so she took her time to pack her things as usual. By the time she finished packing, Qiao Lan had already left.

Tan Mo's eyes, more somber looking than before.

He sat in his seat in silence for a long time before he took out his book bag and prepared to go home, and when he looked down this was when he realized that there was an extra sheet of something in the hole of the table.

Tan Mo pulled out the unknown object, it was a greeting card with a big smiley face and Qiao Lan's name written on it, next to the card was a red and extremely beautiful apple.

Tan Mo's mood, which had been irritated for the whole day, melted away little by little in this instant.

He carefully packed the greeting card and the apple, then left the campus, got into his car, and instead of going home, he asked Uncle Chen to drive to another place.

Qiao Lan returned to school after eating, looked at Tan Mo's desk hole, saw that the greeting card and apple were not there, the corner of his lips gently curled up. The table next to him was suddenly bumped, Qiao Lan inexplicably turned around and saw Chen Yaoyang frowning, with a face like someone owed him money.

Qiao Lan silently spits out a sick comment and pulls her chair a little farther away.

When the homeroom teacher arrived, Qiao Lan followed the class to the auditorium.

Qiao Lan Whether she's running or sitting in a seat, she likes to sit at the very back, which actually makes it easier to leave at the end.

There were too many students, the back classes hadn't arrived yet, but the party had already started, and the boy next to Qiao Lan got the program schedule from somewhere and said excitedly that Song Yao was the seventh to appear.

"Remember to take pictures later."

"Know know."

"By the way didn't the squad leader go to get that something?"

"What?"

Just as we were talking, the class president who had been buying things came back with a huge pile of black bags, and a stream of students came up to see what it was.

Then I watched the squad leader take a bunch of glowing hairpins out of the bag.

Girls:!!!

Boys: ......

The homeroom teacher cheerfully stated that everyone has a share, one for each person don't be modest.

The girls laughed and crowded up to choose their favorite hair cards. Qiao Lan casually took one, a pair of antlers, and put it on her head like the other girls, while Chen Yaoyang next to her subconsciously glanced back at it, but only for a few more seconds before turning her head away.

So the thirteenth class became a bright landscape in the senior class with their glowing hair cards, and the girls from other classes looked at the thirteenth class with envious faces, and some of them were still blaming their own class teachers and class presidents for their lack of care.

Class XIII had a heartfelt peace party and the class program was very heartfelt.

Song Yao A solo piano performance.

She wore a white saree, her long hair was not tied up but draped over her shoulders, a white feather made into a hairpin pinned one side of her long hair behind her ear, becoming more and more beautiful and innocent, she mounted the stage under the soft light, and as soon as she came up, she caused the students downstairs to scream repeatedly.

This is especially true of Class XIII.

Qiao Lan, wearing her own antlers, looked at Song Yao on stage, listened to the piano, and thought to herself that it did look good.

Thinking about this, someone suddenly tapped her on the back, Qiao Lan turned around and saw that it was a classmate she didn't know.

The classmate said to let her out for a moment, that someone outside was looking for her.

Qiao Lan frowned, not really being able to think of anyone who could be looking for her, she didn't know anyone but her classmates.

But in the end it went out.

Quietly, he left his seat and walked in the direction of the auditorium entrance, and when he got closer, he saw the familiar teenager in a wheelchair under the purple and blue lights of the auditorium.

Qiao Lan froze for a moment, before speeding up her pace and running over.

"Didn't I say I wouldn't be coming", Qiao Lan was pleasantly surprised, her breathing was still a bit unsteady from the reason she ran over, "Why did you come all of a sudden, did Uncle Chen send you here?"

When she finished looking up, Uncle Chen stood ten meters away and looked at her and smiled.

Qiao Lan returned Uncle Chen's smile and looked at Tan Mo anew, asking him tentatively, "Is something the matter."

Uncle Chen is there too, so Tan Mo is definitely not here to see the program, he should be looking for her for something urgent.

Tan Mo did not say anything, he looked up at Qiao Lan, and then looked at the glittering elk antlers in her hair, reflected in the distant purple-blue light, Tan Mo suddenly felt that the glowing antlers were very cute, and Qiao Lan, who was right in front of him, had extraordinarily beautiful eyes looking at him.

Tan Mo seldom pays attention to the looks of the people next to him, and he never pays attention to the pretty or not pretty that many people are very interested in, but today, when he looked at Qiao Lan's somewhat different appearance, two words couldn't help but pop up in his heart.

Good looking.

It made him not resist looking at it for a while longer, and only after a long time did he take out a small box from his pocket and hand it to Qiao Lan, "Christmas present."

Qiao Lan froze, "Just give it to me tomorrow, why did you make a special trip again."

"Tomorrow is not Christmas Eve," Tan Mo said, still looking at her.

Qiao Lan smiled, before taking the small box and whispering, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," the teenager gave the antlers on her head another look before withdrawing his gaze.

Qiao Lan walked out of the auditorium and watched Uncle Chen walk up and push Tan Mo's wheelchair farther and farther away, until finally out of sight, then he opened the small box in his hand.

An exquisitely carved jade apple pendant.

It was a belated Christmas Eve blessing from the teenager.

Qiao Lan, peace and happiness to you.