Qiao Lu whined as she returned home. She remembered that her father had told her not to accuse Qiao Lan without any evidence. When Qiao Lu saw Second Uncle Qiao's serious face, she swallowed her complaints and waited until her father saw the news at night before crying to her mother and Second Aunt Qiao.

But this time, even her mother's expression was a little unexpected.

Second Aunt Qiao didn't like Old Lady Joe or Third Sister-in-law, but she still had some reservations about the children of Third Uncle Qiao's family.

Second Aunt Qiao wasn't a muddle-headed person. She had her reasons for hating people.

For example, she hated Old Lady Joe for being vulgar, biased, and country bumpkin. She also hated Third Uncle Qiao's wife for being uncultured and lacking in morals.

However, Second Aunt Qiao hated Second Sister Qiao and Qiao Yuan the most. Qiao Qiao was clearly a mistress, but she didn't feel ashamed and was even proud of it. Qiao Yuan was just a son, but Old Lady Joe treated him like a god.

Second Aunt Qiao didn't hate Elder Sister Qiao and Qiao Lan. Elder Sister Qiao was gentle and docile, and Qiao Lan had never done anything evil.

Last time, Qiao Lu had told her that Qiao Lan had plagiarized.

But this time, Qiao Lu said that Qiao Lan had plagiarized. Second Aunt Qiao didn't believe her. As she said last time, Qiao Lan could plagiarize once, but could she plagiarize a second time?

Before this exam, Qiao Lu had repeatedly told her that Qiao Lan wouldn't be able to plagiarize.

In the end, Qiao Lan's results were still very good.

Qiao Lu cried and said that Qiao Lan's plagiarism was too disgusting. She cried and said that the other students didn't believe her. Even her father didn't believe her.

Second Aunt Qiao looked at her daughter who was throwing a tantrum and cursing Qiao Lan. She suddenly felt a little complicated. She remembered how her husband had sternly warned Qiao Lu not to accuse people without evidence. At that time, she felt that her husband was too much and was on Qiao Lu's side.

That was why Qiao Lu became even more severe and became like this.

Second Aunt Qiao sat on the sofa and finally began to wonder if she had done something wrong in educating Qiao Lu.

Qiao Lu cried for a long time, but she didn't get any response from her mother. When she looked up, she saw her mother looking at her with a heavy gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "Mom … did you hear me …"

Second Aunt Qiao came back to her senses. After a while, she said, "If you don't have evidence, then don't say anything else. You're always thinking about other people. No wonder your grades fell."

Qiao Lu looked at her mother in shock. Her mouth was wide open, and her face was full of disbelief.

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

That night, after being scolded by Second Aunt Qiao, Qiao Lu was caught in the room by her strict father and scolded for half an hour. That night, her eyes were swollen when she went to bed.

On the other hand, in the Qiao family, Qiao Lan's mother bragged to everyone that she saw that Qiao Lu had gotten first place in the exam. However, she still felt uncertain. Later, Qiao Yuan secretly told her that Qiao Lu had told him that Qiao Lan had copied first place. Mother Qiao was a little skeptical when she heard that.

However, doubts were just doubts. What Mother Qiao wanted was something to brag about. She didn't care if Qiao Lan had learned it herself or copied it. The only thing she was worried about was that if Qiao Lan didn't do well in the exam, she would lose face.

In the end, Qiao Lan came back with good results. Although she didn't get first place in the cohort, second place was enough to make her proud.

Qiao Yuan went to Father Qiao and Mother Qiao's small restaurant for a free meal. The moment he entered, he saw Mother Qiao's face glowing with happiness. Whenever she saw a student, she would ask which year they were in. If they were in the first year of high school, she would proudly say that her daughter was also in the first year of high school. However, she didn't do very well in the exam and only got second place.

Qiao Yuan originally thought that Qiao Lu had suffered another blow and was in a good mood. However, when he saw his biological mother's expression, he started to feel bad again.

Especially after his results came out.

Qiao Yuan was fifth from the bottom in the class.

No matter how much Father Qiao and Mother Qiao doted on Qiao Yuan and didn't care about Qiao Lan's results, they still cared about Qiao Yuan's results. Mother Qiao had just finished praising Qiao Lan when she saw Qiao Yuan's results. She was so angry that she almost had a stroke.

"You can't even get half of your sister's results. We're both my children. How can there be such a big difference?!"

Qiao Yuan had been sullen in the small restaurant for the entire afternoon. When he came back and heard Mother Qiao's words, his white and fat face scrunched up and he started to cry. When Qiao Yuan started crying, Old Lady Qiao couldn't take it anymore. She hugged her grandson and scolded her daughter-in-law. When Mother Qiao heard her son cry, she couldn't continue scolding.

In the end, it became the whole family comforting Qiao Yuan.

The next day, Mother Qiao gave Qiao Yuan 50 yuan and told him to buy whatever he wanted to eat. Qiao Yuan took the money with satisfaction. He raised his chin proudly at Qiao Lan and said softly, "No matter how good you are at your studies, Mom still likes me the most."

Qiao Lan rolled his eyes speechlessly. He really didn't care about your mother at all.

Qiao Lan didn't care about Mother Qiao, but Mother Qiao had her eyes on Qiao Lan. Since Qiao Lan was so good at his studies and Qiao Yuan couldn't keep up, why not let Qiao Lan tutor Qiao Yuan every day? She didn't believe that Qiao Yuan wasn't as smart as Qiao Lan.

It was rare that Old Lady Qiao didn't refute Mother Qiao's suggestion. She felt that it made sense. If Qiao Lan could get good grades, why couldn't Qiao Yuan do the same? Qiao Yuan was her son.

Mother Qiao didn't think that it would be difficult. After all, Qiao Lan had always been obedient. The next morning, Qiao Lan wanted to go to school. Mother Qiao walked out and casually said to Qiao Lan, "In the future, come back earlier in the afternoon and tutor your brother every night."

She turned around and was about to leave when she heard Qiao Lan say, "I don't have time."

"Why don't you have time …" Halfway through her sentence, she remembered that Qiao Lan was working.

Mother Qiao was quite satisfied when she heard that Qiao Lan was working at a western restaurant. In her opinion, everyone who ate at a western restaurant was rich.

Second Sister Qiao married into a good family because she worked at a restaurant. Now that Qiao Lan was working at a better place, Mother Qiao was happy.

However, now that she bumped into her son, Mother Qiao immediately put Qiao Lan behind her and said with a sullen face, "You're still in school, why are you working? If others hear this, they'll think that I'm not giving you enough food or clothes. Is your job more important than your brother's grades? Your brother is our only son. You're not worried even if your brother's grades don't improve."

What was there to be worried about?

It had nothing to do with her even if Qiao Yuan was the last in the year. She still didn't raise her head, "I said I don't have time. You can find a teacher to tutor him."

"Don't you need money to find a teacher?" Mother Qiao was furious, "You're not the one paying for it. Don't you feel bad?"

Qiao Lan wanted to laugh. It turned out that Mother Qiao had times when she felt bad for Qiao Yuan.

Since she couldn't bear to hire a teacher.

"Then let Qiao Yuan continue to be poor." After saying that, she ignored the dumbfounded Mother Qiao and turned to go to school.

The air in the school was many times better than the foul air in the house.

As usual, Tan Mo came to school after the morning self-study session. However, he seemed to be a little earlier than before.

He went to school as usual. However, when he thought about how he didn't have to sit in the last row of the classroom anymore and how he had a deskmate called Qiao Lan, going to school took on a different meaning.

Tan Mo was still brooding over the failure of yesterday's lesson.

He revised the textbook and the set of exercises according to the current teaching schedule. After sitting down, he thought for a while and turned to Qiao Lan to ask for her physics exercise book.

Qiao Lan didn't know what Tan Mo wanted to do, but she still gave him the exercise book.

Tan Mo opened the book and wrote down every question that Qiao Lan left blank. Then, he returned the book to Qiao Lan.

He could prepare in advance and do all the questions according to the current teaching schedule. That way, he would be able to teach Qiao Lan without any hindrance.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo's beautiful handwriting and hurriedly said, "You don't have to go through so much trouble." She would feel guilty if she wasted his time and caused him trouble.

Tan Mo stared straight at her and waited for her to finish.

"That's too troublesome. You have your own things to do every day. If you really can't do it …" Qiao Lan thought for a while and said, "I can ask Pei Ning."

Tan Mo snatched the book back.

He pressed the book down firmly and pursed his lips into a straight line. "It's no trouble."

Qiao Lan looked at the young man's stubborn side profile for a long time and sat back down. She didn't want to fight with Tan Mo anymore.

A few days later, Qiao Lan clearly felt that Tan Mo's teaching was better than Pei Ning's.

Tan Mo was already prepared, so he was able to teach without any hindrance.

Pei Ning was a high school freshman after all. What he learned wouldn't be much more advanced than Qiao Lan's. However, Tan Mo was different.

Tan Mo knew a lot, so when he was teaching, he would often talk about other things when he understood a question. This was very helpful to Qiao Lan.

There was another big difference. Normal people would always talk nonsense when they were teaching, but Tan Mo didn't.

In his world, there was no need to talk nonsense. Since it was a topic, there wouldn't be any nonsense when he was teaching.

His teaching speed was much faster than Pei Ning's, and he was also much more thorough than Pei Ning's.

Sometimes, when Tan Mo finished and Qiao Lan still didn't understand, Tan Mo would stare at her silently with those beautiful eyes that Qiao Lan had praised.

Qiao Lan wanted to cry but had no tears. She said pitifully, "I'm sorry. I'm so stupid."

"It's okay," Tan Mo said. After thinking for a while, he added, "You're not too stupid."

She was much better than he had imagined.

Qiao Lan was speechless.

'Forget it, let's just listen to the questions.'

Tan Mo used the fastest time to refresh everyone's opinion of him.

He still came to class, but he didn't need to listen in class. Occasionally, the physics and mathematics teacher would suddenly call him. Even if he had an English textbook in his hand, he would look up at the questions on the blackboard and be able to give the correct answer in ten seconds.

Amidst the exclamations of the students in the class, Tan Mo looked down at his book again without any expression. Without his eyesore of hair blocking his eyes, his delicate and beautiful side profile could be seen clearly.

The malice dissipated little by little.

Some students even changed their opinion of Tan Mo. They even felt that it was a very awesome thing to have such a genius in their class. Even if they had never talked to Tan Mo, it didn't affect them from bragging about how amazing Tan Mo was in front of other students. Of course, they didn't forget to brag about how good-looking Tan Mo was.

In just ten days, Tan Mo's name, like Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying, was known by almost the entire school.

Good-looking people always attracted a lot of attention.

Even the junior high department of Affiliated High School knew that there was a boy named Tan Mo in the first year of high school. He never listened in class, but he still scored full marks on exams. Strange, crazy, and other words were gradually forgotten by everyone under the halo of the word "genius."

When the teenager who was once avoided by everyone in school rolled his wheelchair on the campus again, there were even more eyes on him than before.

Some girls were walking not far away from him. They were chattering and looking at him.

The teenager's facial features were very good. His skin was obviously unhealthy white. He was expressionless. From afar, some girls whispered that he was like a delicate and beautiful specimen soaked in formalin. Others said that if his lips were a little redder, he might look more like the mysterious vampire in the castle.

Tan Mo walked to the familiar disabled passage. A few girls were laughing and talking about something. Then, a beautiful girl came over and said, "Classmate, let me push you up, okay?"

Tan Mo's wheelchair quickly moved backward. He said coldly, "No need."

The girl was stunned. Perhaps she didn't expect to be rejected like this. After all, she was very beautiful and there were so many boys in school who liked her.

However, with so many people looking at them, the girl felt a little embarrassed. So, she continued to smile and moved forward a little. "I don't mean any harm. I just want to help you …"

The unfamiliar aura was too close. Tan Mo's pupils shrank and he said sternly, "Get out of my way."

The girl's beautiful face became more and more ugly. She looked at Tan Mo with a pale face. "I said I just want to help you. Are you crazy …"

Qiao Lan walked over from afar and saw the crowd in front of her.

She didn't have the habit of joining in the crowd. She just took a casual glance and saw Tan Mo who was stiff all over. She was stunned and then hurriedly pushed through the crowd. "Make way, make way!"

She didn't know what was going on. She only saw the unfamiliar girl pointing at Tan Mo and scolding Tan Mo, saying that he was crazy.

Qiao Lan's heart skipped a beat. She rushed forward and stood in front of Tan Mo, separating the girl from Tan Mo. She turned around and squatted in front of Tan Mo, asking him anxiously how he was.

The moment Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan, the hand holding the wheelchair finally relaxed a little. He lowered his head and looked into Tan Mo's dark eyes. "I'm fine."

Qiao Lan heaved a sigh of relief and stood up.

She walked behind Tan Mo and pushed the wheelchair. She looked coldly at the girl who had scolded Tan Mo just now. "Get out of my way."

Everyone stared blankly at the two of them as they walked away. Then, they started to talk.

"Who is that? Tan Mo ignored Sheng Shilu, but he actually paid attention to her?"

"Qiao Lan. You don't know her?

The one who's studying hard. "

"So that's Qiao Lan. But she's not as pretty as Sheng Shilu."

"Sheng Shilu's grades aren't as good as Qiao Lan's."

Sheng Shilu had made a bet with her friend, but she ended up losing face in front of so many people. Her close friends came up to comfort her. Sheng Shilu stood there for a long time with a pale face and said loudly, "She's just a disabled person. I wouldn't like her even if she was given to me."

The surrounding students who were watching the scene either frowned or felt that Sheng Shilu's words made sense. They started to talk among themselves and then dispersed.

However, many people saw it that day, so it didn't take long for everyone to know about it. Some people said that Sheng Shilu, the class belle of Class 27, deliberately tried to seduce Tan Mo, but Tan Mo told her to get lost.

Many people said that Tan Mo was too ungentlemanly and that his words were too harsh. However, some people said that Sheng Shilu deserved it.

Although Sheng Shilu was pretty, she didn't have a good reputation in school. Not to mention her poor grades, almost all the good-looking boys in school had been questioned by her. Even Chen Yaoyang was no exception.

Many students didn't like Sheng Shilu, but the students of Class 13 hated her the most.

They heard that Sheng Shilu had said bad things about Song Yao, saying that she was prettier than Song Yao.

Therefore, after learning that Sheng Shilu was rejected by Tan Mo, the students of Class 13 gloated. They felt that Tan Mo's "get lost" was too cool.

However, after that, they went back to the old question of who was prettier among the freshmen.

Song Yao, who was the center of the discussion, blushed and glanced at Chen Yaoyang. Then, she was called out by the head teacher.

The head teacher called Song Yao because of the Christmas party.

Every year, the Affiliated High School would have a Christmas party. Every year, every grade would have a party. Every class would prepare a program, and the program they chose would be performed in front of the whole grade on Christmas Eve.

The head teacher called Song Yao out because she wanted Song Yao to perform in Class 13's program.

Song Yao played the piano very well.

Everyone wanted to have a try at being in the limelight.

The girls in the class were envious, but they couldn't say anything. They could mock a girl like Sheng Shilu for her poor grades and bad character. However, they couldn't find anything bad about Song Yao.

She was pretty, multi-talented, top-notch in her studies, and of course, she was easy to get along with.

The only thing they had to nitpick was that Song Yao wasn't tall. She was a petite girl, and not only was she pretty, but she was also very cute.

Freshmen didn't need to study at night, but the party required all students to attend. However, Tan Mo was still excluded.

Tan Mo was special in everyone's eyes.

He could be late every day, and he could skip classes at will. He didn't even need to attend classes. Therefore, Tan Mo didn't have to attend this party.

Qiao Lan turned to ask Tan Mo what his plans were for Christmas.

Tan Mo thought about it. His father might bring him back to his house and have dinner with his wife and daughter, whom he didn't like at all.

On such a Christmas Eve, Tan Mo wanted to stay at home and read.

Therefore, Tan Mo said, "I don't have any plans."

"Then," Qiao Lan said, "Come to school and we'll watch the program together on Christmas Eve."

Tan Mo rejected without thinking. There were 30 classes in the first grade, and thousands of students were crowded in the auditorium. It was too torturous for Tan Mo to see it.

"Okay," Qiao Lan was a little disappointed, but not too surprised. Tan Mo didn't like crowds, and it was hard for him to stand such an environment.

As Christmas Eve approached, the students became more and more active. On Christmas Eve, a big inflatable Christmas tree was set up in the school, and all the teachers' windows were covered with all kinds of snowflakes.

During class during the day, the students were a little restless, and the teachers turned a blind eye to it.

When the class was over, it was even more lively. The students bought apples or oranges that were of good quality and gave them to their close friends or loved ones.

The entrance of Class 13's classroom was even more lively than the other classrooms. There were more boys and girls giving apples than other classes. There were some for Song Yao, some for Chen Yaoyang, and especially Chen Yaoyang. After receiving the apples, he gave one to each person in the class.

When it came to Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, both of them rejected it unanimously.

Chen Yaoyang, who was sitting next to them, suddenly stopped talking. His eyes turned cold, but no one saw it.

Tan Mo silently watched the lively students in the class. He turned his head and glanced at Qiao Lan, but no one knew what he was thinking.

After the last class in the afternoon, the teacher asked all the students to go home and eat. At 6: 40 pm sharp, they came to the class to move their chairs and go to the auditorium together.

Tan Mo didn't need to go, so he slowly packed his things as usual. When he was done, Qiao Lan had already left.

Tan Mo's eyes looked even gloomier than before.

He sat in his seat silently for a long time, then took out his bag and prepared to go home. When he lowered his head, he found that there was something extra in the hole of his desk.

Tan Mo took out the unknown item. It was a greeting card. There was a big smiley face drawn on the card, and Qiao Lan's name was written on it. Next to the card was an extremely beautiful red apple.

Tan Mo's mood, which had been agitated for the whole day, melted little by little at this moment.

He carefully put the card and apple away, then left the campus. He didn't go home after he got into the car. Instead, he asked Uncle Chen to drive him to another place.

Qiao Lan returned to school after eating. He looked at Tan Mo's hole in his desk and saw that the card and apple were no longer there. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Suddenly, someone bumped into the table next to him. Qiao Lan turned his head in confusion and saw Chen Yaoyang frowning. His face looked as if someone owed him money.

Qiao Lan silently complained that he was crazy and pulled his chair a little further away.

After the teacher arrived, Qiao Lan followed the rest of the class to the auditorium.

Qiao Lan liked to sit at the back of the class no matter if it was running or sitting. In fact, he just felt that it was more convenient for him to leave last.

There were too many students. Before the last few classes arrived, the party had already started. The boy next to Qiao Lan got the program list from somewhere and excitedly said that Song Yao would be the seventh to appear.

"Remember to take pictures later."

"I know, I know."

"Oh right, didn't the class monitor go to buy something?"

"What?"

Just as they were talking, the class monitor came back with a black bag full of things. The students all gathered around to see what it was.

Then, they saw the class monitor take out a bunch of shiny hair clips from the bag.

Girls:!!!

Boys: …

The teacher cheerfully said that everyone had one, so there was no need to be modest.

The girls burst into laughter and squeezed forward to choose their favorite hair clips. Qiao Lan casually picked one. It was a pair of antlers and put it on his head like the other girls. Chen Yaoyang, who was next to him, subconsciously looked back. However, after a few seconds, he turned his head back again.

Thus, with the shiny hair clips, Class 13 became a beautiful scene in the first year of high school. The girls from the other classes looked at Class 13 with envy. Some even blamed their class monitor and class monitor for not paying attention.

Class 13's Ping An Party was held with great care. The class program was also very attentive.

Song Yao played a solo piano.

She was wearing a white gauze dress. Her long hair was not tied up but draped over her shoulders. White feathers were made into a hair clip, and one side of her long hair was tucked behind her ear. She looked more beautiful and pure. Under the soft light, she went on stage, causing the students below to scream.

Especially the students of Class 13.

Qiao Lan wore her antlers and looked at Song Yao on stage. She listened to the piano music and thought that it was really beautiful.

As she was thinking, someone suddenly patted her from behind. Qiao Lan turned around and saw that it was a classmate she did not know.

That classmate asked her to go out for a while, saying that someone was looking for her outside.

Qiao Lan frowned. She really could not think of anyone who could be looking for her. She did not know anyone except her classmates.

But in the end, she still went out.

She quietly left her seat and walked towards the entrance of the auditorium. As she got closer and closer, she saw a familiar young man sitting in a wheelchair under the purple-blue light of the auditorium.

Qiao Lan was stunned. Then, she quickened her pace and ran over.

"Didn't you say you weren't coming?" Qiao Lan was very surprised. Because she ran over, her breathing was still a little unstable. "Why are you suddenly here? Did Uncle Chen send you here?"

After she finished speaking, she looked up. Uncle Chen was standing ten meters away, looking at her with a smile.

Qiao Lan returned Uncle Chen's smile. She looked at Tan Mo again and asked him tentatively, "Is there something you need?"

Uncle Chen was also here, so Tan Mo was definitely not here to watch the show. He probably had something urgent to talk to her about.

Tan Mo did not say anything. He looked up at Qiao Lan and then looked at the shining elk antlers in her hair. Under the purple-blue light in the distance, Tan Mo suddenly felt that the shining antlers were very cute. And Qiao Lan, who was right in front of him, was looking at him with eyes that were especially beautiful.

Tan Mo rarely paid attention to other people's appearance. Many people were interested in whether they were beautiful or not. But today, when he saw that Qiao Lan looked a little different, two words involuntarily popped out in his heart.

Beautiful.

He could not help but look at her for a while. After a while, he took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Lan. "Your present."

Qiao Lan was stunned. "You could have just given it to me tomorrow. Why did you specially come again?"

"It's not Christmas Eve tomorrow." Tan Mo was still looking at her.

Qiao Lan smiled. Then, she took the small box and said softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The young man looked at the antlers on her head again and then retracted his gaze.

Qiao Lan walked out of the auditorium and watched as Uncle Chen came up and pushed Tan Mo's wheelchair further and further away. When they finally could not be seen, she opened the small box in her hand.

It was an exquisite apple pendant carved from jade.

It was the young man's belated Christmas Eve blessing.

Qiao Lan, I wish you peace and happiness.