Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Chapter 36

Tan Mo was not very interested, but he did not refuse immediately. The physics teacher had already started talking non-stop.

"Sign up first. In October, you will be able to participate in the provincial national high school physics league. If your results are in the top few in the province, you will be able to enter the provincial team. I have taught students who have won prizes before, but Tan Mo, your physics level is even better than those students!

As long as you enter the provincial team, you will be able to participate in the winter camp. If you can also win the first prize in the winter camp, you will be able to enter the national training team!

The national training team will be taught by the best competition teachers in the country. After two months of training, the best will be selected to represent the country in the International Physics Olympiad! "

The physics teacher became more and more excited as he spoke, as if Tan Mo had really won the gold medal in the International Physics Olympiad.

However, he heard Tan Mo spit out two words coldly.

"I'm not going."

It would have been better if the physics teacher did not say anything. After hearing about entering the national team's "training," Tan Mo's originally uninterested thoughts became even more uninterested.

The physics teacher's enthusiasm suddenly froze.

The homeroom teacher signaled the physics teacher not to be anxious. He took over the conversation and slowly spoke to Tan Mo in a tone that was like coaxing a child.

"After so many exams, several teachers are very amazed by your talent in mathematics and physics. That's why they want you to give it a try." The homeroom teacher sat on a chair not far from Tan Mo and continued, "The knowledge you have mastered is too advanced for high school students. It is indeed a waste of time for you to attend classes here every day. Instead of wasting time, it is better to receive a higher level of education and master more essential knowledge."

The homeroom teacher felt that Tan Mo was not interested in anything, but he was so good at mathematics and physics. Talent was one thing, but love must be another big reason. Therefore, he wanted to use this aspect to attract Tan Mo.

However, after hearing this, Tan Mo still said, "I'm not going." After saying that, he wanted to leave immediately. The homeroom teacher hurriedly added,

"There are also many benefits to participating in the competition. Tan Mo, I know that you don't like to get along with your classmates, and you don't like sitting here in class every day. If you can really win a prize, you can completely focus on what you like, and you don't have to sit with other students in class anymore. If you can really win a prize in the future, and get the first prize, then you can directly be guaranteed admission to the best university, and you won't have to come to class anymore. Don't you want that?"

This was too attractive to the students, especially Tan Mo. After all, didn't Tan Mo hate school life even more?

Unfortunately, Tan Mo still had a cold expression on his face. If he knew how to make expressions, this would probably be what he meant.

You're so annoying.

"No," Tan Mo said coldly. He paused for a moment before adding, "I want to go to class."

He wasn't interested in winning a prize or training. He could go to class if he wanted to, and no one could force him to. The only reason he was here now was because of Qiao Lan. As for the guaranteed admission to the best university, he was even less interested. Even if he did get a guaranteed admission, if Qiao Lan wasn't in that university in the future …

Thinking of this, Tan Mo suddenly froze.

Tan Mo seemed to have just realized that he didn't have any specific plans for the future. If he had to have one, then it would be Qiao Lan.

Because she was here, he didn't want to participate in the physics competition.

Because he didn't know where Qiao Lan would be in the future, he wouldn't prematurely decide where he would be in the future.

He didn't hesitate at all. Just like that, he wrote down a name in the blank picture of his future.

Qiao Lan.

Only this name, nothing else.

For the first time, Tan Mo clearly felt that he had developed a strong sense of dependence and following Qiao Lan.

He suddenly thought of a saying, "Follow the light."

He didn't need to think or distinguish. Qiao Lan was his light. Wherever the light was, he would be there.

If he left the light, his life would return to the darkness of the past. Perhaps it would be even more difficult. He suddenly remembered a poem by Emily Dickinson.

hadinotseenthesun

icouldhaveborheshade

I could have endured the darkness

If I had never seen the sun

However, Tan Mo couldn't help but think of the last two lines of the poem.

butlightanewerwilderness

mywildernesshasmade

But the sunlight that illuminated me

The creation of a new wilderness.

Tan Mo couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence. He only knew that he couldn't leave this light. This sunlight was like a blade of grass that couldn't leave the sunlight.

Without the light, he would die.

The homeroom teacher was surprised. "…???"

Didn't Tan Mo used to hate going to class and liking school life the most? What was wrong with him?

He even thought that participating in the competition was like a tailor-made life for Tan Mo. In the end, Tan Mo rejected him so decisively.

Tan Mo didn't need to satisfy the homeroom teacher's curiosity. After confirming again that he wouldn't go, he turned around and left.

The physics teacher and homeroom teacher looked at each other and finally sighed. The homeroom teacher picked up the book on the table and hurriedly ran in Tan Mo's direction.

The next class was the language class of Class 14. He also had to go to class.

The homeroom teacher walked very fast. In just a few steps, he was not far from Tan Mo. He didn't give up and tried to persuade Tan Mo a few more times. In the end, he even said things like winning glory for the school and himself. However, Tan Mo didn't even turn his head. The homeroom teacher finally gave up.

"Forget it, forget it." The homeroom teacher shook his head. "Oh right, there's one more thing. I forgot to tell you. Our school has set up a scholarship system. Do you know about it?"

"I don't know."

"I knew you definitely didn't know about it." The homeroom teacher laughed happily. "In order to encourage students to study, our school has set up a scholarship system. One first prize, three second prizes, and six third prizes. The awards are based on the last two final exams of each semester.

The first prize is 5000 yuan, the second prize is 3000 yuan, and the third prize is 1000 yuan. If there are no accidents, the first prize should be yours. "

The student who won the first prize would get a bonus. The homeroom teacher who taught the student who won the first prize would also be proud. The homeroom teacher felt that it was too easy for Tan Mo to win the first prize. After all, his grades were ridiculously high every time.

As he was talking, he turned his head and suddenly found Tan Mo sitting on the chair. "What's wrong?"

Did he lose something?

Tan Mo looked up thoughtfully. "What are the conditions for winning the first prize?"

"You're still worried about this? You definitely won't have any problems."

The homeroom teacher was happy. "It depends on the results of the last final exams of the two semesters. Whoever has the highest score after adding up the results of the two semesters will get the first prize."

Tan Mo would get the first prize, while Qiao Lan and Chen Yaoyang would get the second prize. If they were lucky and Pei Ning or Song Yao could do better at the end of the semester, they might even get the third prize.

Then he would be so proud.

The homeroom teacher became happier the more he thought about it. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and pat Tan Mo's shoulder, but he retracted his hand. "The bell is going to ring soon. Hurry up and go back to class."

Tan Mo returned to the classroom. Qiao Lan looked at the time. It was almost time for class. Tan Mo had been out for a long time this time.

"Is there anything important that the homeroom teacher wants to talk to you about?" Qiao Lan asked Tan Mo.

"No," Tan Mo said. He thought about it and decided to explain it to Qiao Lan. In just a few sentences, he summarized the physics teacher's words and his attitude.

Qiao Lan nodded. No wonder the homeroom teacher was so happy.

However, Tan Mo's rejection was completely within her expectations. In fact, she didn't really want Tan Mo to go.

Qiao Lan thought about how Tan Mo had been away for two years and became severely depressed. She felt that it was better to let Tan Mo be safe under her watch.

She heard that students who participated in the competition usually had to undergo intensive training. Tan Mo's physical condition wasn't suitable for intensive training. Who could guarantee that there wouldn't be any problems?

Winning the prize was glorious, but safety was more important.

Tan Mo couldn't figure out Qiao Lan's attitude. He sat in silence for a long time. He wanted to ask Qiao Lan something, but this class was English. The English teacher absolutely didn't allow anyone to talk in class.

Tan Mo turned his head and looked at Qiao Lan, who was secretly doing math in the English class. He took out a piece of paper from his bag, wrote a few words, and silently pushed it to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan was surprised when she saw the small piece of paper. Then, she took the paper.

Tan Mo asked her if she wanted him to participate in the competition.

Qiao Lan quickly put down the pen and pushed the piece of paper back.

— — No.

Tan Mo stared at the two neat words on the paper. After a long time, he solemnly put the paper between the books. Then, he leaned on the table and secretly couldn't stop his face from twitching.

It was still a slightly weird smile, but it came from the bottom of his heart.

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