Qiao Lan felt that at the age of 15, 16, 17, no matter if it was a boy or a girl, they wouldn't be too bad in nature. Therefore, she didn't think that the atmosphere in Class 13 could represent the entire Affiliated High School. Qiao Lan was looking forward to meeting new friends in her second year of high school.

After entering a new environment, Qiao Lan finally felt the atmosphere of a normal high school life.

The second year of high school was about to start the evening self-study period. Many students who lived far away from home chose to live on campus. As a result, the proportion of students living on campus increased rapidly. The dormitory was also redistributed. This time, Qiao Lan shared a dormitory with seven girls in her class. If there were no accidents, she wouldn't change dormitories for the next two years.

The new roommates were easy to get along with, especially a short-haired girl named Bai Yu who shared a bunk with Qiao Lan. The two of them had similar personalities and hobbies. Recently, Qiao Lan ate lunch and dinner with Bai Yu. When Tan Mo didn't come to the evening self-study period, Bai Yu would move a stool and sit in Tan Mo's seat.

The seats in the classroom were chosen by everyone at the beginning of the registration process. The new head teacher seemed to care too much about this aspect. The head teacher was a question maniac. Even during the class meeting, he would race against time to explain a few math questions.

There were only two science classes, so the number of people in each class was much higher than the normal class. Some normal classes had less than 50 people, but Class 18 and Class 28 had 60 people.

The ratio of boys to girls in the class was 7: 3. The total number of girls in the class was less than 20.

Qiao Lan used to be in the liberal arts class. She only remembered that there was only one boy who sat in front of and behind Qiao Lan. Now that she was in the science class, there were only two girls at the back table. One of them was a girl named Xiang Xiaohan who lived in the same dormitory as Qiao Lan.

Xiang Xiaohan had a cheerful personality. After the seats were settled, Xiang Xiaohan took the initiative to introduce herself to Qiao Lan. She even talked to Tan Mo. Unfortunately, Tan Mo was too slow to get familiar with a person, so he didn't pay attention to her at first.

The head teacher made a short speech during the class meeting. He said that the elite class should reflect the word elite. In particular, the head teacher believed that the former top three of the grade were in Class 18, so in the first monthly exam after November 11, Class 18 must surpass Class 28 and take the first place.

After saying that, he implied that they should focus on their studies and not create so much trouble every day.

When everyone in the class heard this, they turned their heads and glanced at Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying, who were sitting at the back because they were too tall. Because of these two people in the class, things that shouldn't happen in the Elite Class, where the top students gathered, always happened.

After class, there was always a large group of girls at the door of the classroom. They were all from other classes.

The head teacher had been a substitute teacher for so many years, but he had never encountered such a situation. He almost called out the names of these two people, especially Hao Ying. The head teacher directly said that some students didn't enter the class by relying on their grades and should be aware of their own positions.

In the end, he wanted to scold Chen Yaoyang, but he restrained himself. After all, Chen Yaoyang's grades were still very good.

Qiao Lan listened to the head teacher's speech while doing the exercises.

Although the class was often noisy, the learning atmosphere in the class was very strong. Everyone's study strength was also not bad.

However, it was still a little worse than the Hongzhi Class, which Qiao Lan had studied in the top college entrance examination. This kind of intensity was nothing to Qiao Lan. The only thing that worried her was that she would lose a certain advantage after the subjects were divided.

In the past, she could get into the top three of the grade. Now, it was hard to say. After all, she could suppress Chen Yaoyang by so many points in the past. Most of it was because her politics, history, and geography were much better than Chen Yaoyang's.

Oh right, there was also the language.

The second year physics seemed to have suddenly increased in difficulty. Qiao Lan had a hard time dealing with it. However, whenever she passed the question to Tan Mo, Tan Mo would always be able to calculate the answer within a minute. Qiao Lan couldn't help but envy Tan Mo.

After the class ended, Tan Mo pointed out the essence of a question with a few simple sentences. Qiao Lan was convinced and whispered to Tan Mo, "How can you be so smart?"

Tan Mo stopped writing and turned to look at Qiao Lan. He thought for a while and said, "You're very smart too."

Qiao Lan suddenly smiled. "I don't dare to say that in front of you. I still have some self-awareness …"

Before she could finish her sentence, the light around her dimmed. Qiao Lan turned around and saw Hao Ying sitting on the empty seat on her right.

Hao Ying didn't care about telling others that she paid to get into this class. However, after being scolded by her homeroom teacher in front of so many people, even if she didn't care about it, she still cared.

Recently, Hao Ying seemed to have been stimulated by her homeroom teacher's words. She started to study seriously every day. She listened attentively in class and would ask her classmates for questions whenever she had time after class. However, most of the time, she would squeeze in front of Qiao Lan's table.

Qiao Lan was quite patient in the beginning. However, after Hao Ying came over a few times, she wanted to decline. However, when she turned around and saw Hao Ying's bright smile and serious posture, Qiao Lan fell silent. She could only change her words and said tactfully, "Actually, you can ask your deskmate. He's also very good at math."

Qiao Lan had some recollection of Hao Ying's deskmate's name. He seemed to be the former top student in Class 5. He could definitely get into the top ten in every exam.

"I asked him a long time ago," Hao Ying said with a serious face, "I'm here to ask you because he doesn't know how to do it. I can't do it halfway through …"

Qiao Lan stared at the question for a while. She took the notebook that Hao Ying handed to her and explained the steps that Hao Ying had done.

Qiao Lan's real age was 20 years old, not 2 years old. She knew how powerful her face was now. Hao Ying had come to Qiao Lan so many times that Qiao Lan couldn't have not guessed it.

However, Hao Ying didn't say anything directly. Moreover, Hao Ying's question was very serious, so Qiao Lan didn't want to ask directly.

While explaining the question to Hao Ying, Qiao Lan suddenly had an idea. She looked for Tan Mo to explain the question more often than Hao Ying. She had only taught Hao Ying for a few days and she was already a little impatient. Would Tan Mo feel annoyed if he explained the question to her every day as if it was a class?

After Hao Ying finished asking the question, Xiang Xiaohan, who was sitting behind Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, asked Hao Ying with a smile, "You guys know each other from before?"

Hao Ying's handsome face smiled even more brightly, "Yeah, we've known each other since the first semester of the first year of high school." He came here to ask Qiao Lan questions, but 70% of his attention was actually on Qiao Lan and not the question. Now that Xiang Xiaohan asked him specifically, he had a chance to continue staying here. Naturally, he was in a good mood and started talking.

"Guess how I got to know her?"

"How did you get to know her?" Although the girls in Class 18 were more interested in studying, they also liked to talk to handsome guys.

"I sat behind Qiao Lan during the first semester of the first year of high school." At this point, Hao Ying paused and laughed, "F * ck, forget it, it's a little embarrassing."

"You're going to make people anxious if you stop halfway." Xiang Xiaohan and the others laughed. Qiao Lan frowned in her seat. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she held back.

Qiao Lan refocused her attention on the previous physics book and turned her head to call Tan Mo.

Tan Mo suddenly turned his head to look at her. In an instant, Qiao Lan met a pair of beautiful light brown eyes. However, they were a little different from usual. They weren't emotionless and indifferent, nor were they as relaxed as when he looked at her. Qiao Lan had not seen these eyes for a long time.

The last time this happened was a long time ago when she didn't allow Tan Mo to come to the western restaurant.

Qiao Lan was suddenly startled by Tan Mo. She subconsciously grabbed his arm and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Tan Mo stared at her for a full two or three seconds and suddenly seemed to wake up.

This class was very nice to Qiao Lan. There weren't any students who were unfriendly to her in the first year of high school. Even Tan Mo could see that the students in the class were very enthusiastic about Qiao Lan, especially the boys.

Qiao Lan's seat was no longer surrounded by only Pei Ning like in the first year of high school. Now, every time after class, there would always be people deliberately gathering here. The number of people who came here every day to talk to Qiao Lan suddenly increased, just like Song Yao from Class 13.

Tan Mo wasn't stupid. Although he was slow when it came to relationships, he could still see that Qiao Lan wasn't popular in Class 13. She was even ostracized.

When two people were in the same situation, there would always be a subtle sense of closeness. They were also not popular and didn't have any other friends. Therefore, there was an illusion that no one else could come between them. Therefore, even if Pei Ning came to Qiao Lan every day, Tan Mo didn't really hate Pei Ning.

But now, everything was different.

Tan Mo realized day by day that all kinds of names were slowly inserted into the space between him and Qiao Lan.

There were boys and girls.

But what made Tan Mo most annoyed was that he was the one who pushed all of this in advance.

He used to feel that it was unfair that others couldn't see how good she was, so he used more than a year to personally send Qiao Lan to everyone. He wanted those who didn't know how good she was to see how good Qiao Lan was.

Now, as he wished, everyone saw it.

But he forgot one thing. Everyone yearned for a better life. Some people discovered how good Qiao Lan was, so they chose to be close to her like him.

Tan Mo lowered his head and looked at Qiao Lan's hand that was grabbing his sleeve. He reached out his hand, but suddenly thought of something and pulled it back.

At that moment, he actually wanted to reach out and hold [Biquge 520.xyz]'s hand.

He couldn't figure out why he suddenly had such an impulse, and he couldn't figure out why he didn't do it. He only knew that there was a voice in his heart that told him that he couldn't do it.

Tan Mo recognized Hao Ying the next day.

He was the sunny and healthy guy who used to walk beside Qiao Lan, talking and laughing. Recently, he kept appearing beside Qiao Lan.

He controlled himself and stopped thinking about Hao Ying and what Hao Ying had just said. His gaze fell on Qiao Lan's face again. He moved the corners of his lips and said, "It's okay."

Ever since Qiao Lan taught him how to smile, he didn't know how many times he had repeated it in front of the mirror to make Qiao Lan happy. He repeated it so many times that he could skillfully make this expression just by lifting the corners of his lips. It had even become a subconscious reaction.

Qiao Lan saw him smile, but she still didn't feel reassured. She pinched Tan Mo's arm again, probably to help him relax.

She had lived with Tan Mo for almost two months. Living in the same space for two months, it was inevitable that there was a lot of intimacy between them that she didn't even notice. She even massaged Tan Mo's legs before, so she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this action.

Hao Ying, who was talking to the side, saw Tan Mo's cold face reveal a smile when he looked at Qiao Lan. She saw Qiao Lan's right hand fall on Tan Mo's arm. She stopped talking for a moment. After a while, she looked away and resumed talking with the others.