It has been half a year since leaving Qiao's house last time. In half a year, after removing the former high school class teacher who said Qiao's mother had contacted her once, Qiao Lan and Qiao's family have never contacted.
She usually stays in a dormitory, but on weekends, Aunt Chen will call her to eat at home.
Another weekend, Bai Yu, who had a good relationship with Qiao Lan in the dormitory, asked her casually, "Are you going home?"
"...Yes", actually going to Tan Mo's house.
Bai Yu quickly packed up his things, "Let's go to my house next week. My mother said I want to see you."
"See me, what did you say to your mother?"
Bai Yu blinked, "I just said that my upper bunk is the best-looking girl in the whole grade."
Qiao Lan almost squirted out a mouthful of water, "You are going to stop me from being afraid of you."
"What are you afraid of? I'm telling the truth." Bai Yu was happy for a long time. "I'll go first. Remember to go home and tell your parents that I will go to my house next week."
"Got it", Qiao Lan waved her hand and was about to go back to pack her schoolbags and leave the school gate. Uncle Chen and Tan Mo had been waiting in the car for a while.
After getting in the car, Chen Bo and Qiao Lan chatted, Tan Mo listened to them quietly as usual. After a while, Qiao Lan remembered Bai Yu’s invitation, turned around and said to Tan Mo and Chen Bo, "I almost forgot, something will happen next week. I won't come."
"What's the matter?" Tan Mo turned to ask her.
Uncle Chen also glanced at Qiao Lan in the rearview mirror, "Your parents called?"
"That's not true," Qiao Lan said, "My roommate said that I want me to play at her house next week."
"In this way," Uncle Chen nodded, "Very good, you young people should make more friends."
Tan Mo's hidden hand clenched unnaturally, silently looking at the scenery passing by the car window, no one knew what he was thinking.
Aunt Chen prepares a lot when Qiao Lan comes every week. After Qiao Lan finishes eating, she helps Aunt Chen wash the dishes. Aunt Chen kicks her out to talk to Tan Mo.
Qiao Lan smiled out of the kitchen, and when she found Tan Mo, Tan Mo was reading again.
Qiao Lan sat next to him and looked at it for a long time, and said, "Tan Mo, sometimes you can see things other than books. TV series and movies are much more intuitive than books that you specifically read about character emotions. ."
Tan Mo closed the book and said lightly, "Look at what."
Qiao Lan was just giving her opinion, but she didn't expect Tan Mo to adopt it so quickly. She thought about it and said, "I think you will be very interested in science fiction movies, but I suggest watching some emotionally oriented movies as appropriate."
Love, family, friendship, etc. are all ok.
"I can't think of the specifics for a while. I can find it on the Internet when I have time. Finding those classic movies are all very good."
Tan Mo took out his phone and tapped a few times, and searched for a bunch of titles, all of which were all kinds of world-famous films, such as "Sea Pianist", "Titanic" and "Edward Scissorhands" and so on.
So that day, Qiao Lan sat in the living room with Tan Mo and Aunt Chen, and watched "Sea Pianist".
Watching a movie is a process, and the main purpose is to let Tan Mo perceive the feelings that the movie wants to express. The pianist’s love for music and the innocence of the things he loves is born in that big ship, and then goes silent with this big ship. In the endless ocean.
Aunt Chen saw her eyes hazy with tears, and Uncle Chen kept sighing, only Tan Mo was as cold as ever.
After the final shipwreck, Qiao Lan asked Tan Mo if he knew why the pianist did not choose to disembark. Tan Mo still stared at the screen, but she gave an accurate answer.
He can speak innocence and freedom, which makes Qiao Lan very happy.
But after seeing the final outcome, there was still no fluctuation in her heart, which made Qiao Lan inevitably disappointed.
Qiao Lan took a sigh of relief and comforted herself that she can't eat a fat man in one bite. Everything has to be done slowly. It is already very good to feel the emotion that the pianist is yearning for. The emotions that the audience should have can slowly improve.
"In the future, if I have time, I can find a movie. If I'm not there, I can find a film review to compare the difference between watching it by myself and watching it by others."
Tan Mo subconsciously wanted to ask where you weren't, and suddenly remembered that Qiao Lan was going to her roommate's house next week, and she pressed her lips again and didn't say anything.
Waiting for the next week to return to school, the approach of eleven makes the students become restless again.
Except for the 11th holiday, what makes everyone more excited is that three days before the 11th holiday, the school is preparing to launch a three-day track and field sports meeting.
What does the sports meet mean? It means you don't need to get up early, you don't have to go to class, you can bring your mobile phone freely!
The sports committee members stand on the podium to count the students who have signed up for the games, and the class teacher stands aside for reference at any time.
Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying like to play basketball. Unfortunately, the affiliated middle school held a track and field sports meeting, so both of them fainted. The head teacher stared at the list for a long time, and then looked around in the class. The names of five or six tall boys, including Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying.
"Why don't you take part in such a tall person? One person!"
Hao Ying, Chen Yaoyang and others: ...
The sports committee looked like I didn't care about my business. In the end, Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang chose to throw the discus and the other for the long jump, leaving the running to several others.
After the head teacher arranged for the boys, she began to arrange for the girls. Qiao Lan had a not-so-good notice, and she was called by the head teacher the next moment.
"Qiao Lan, I heard that you are running every night, why did you report for a 100-meter relay? Participate! Be more active and add 800 to Qiao Lan."
All the boys and girls in the class gave Qiao Lan a miserable look at you.
Qiao Lan sighed, and just run. She does run several laps around the playground every night. She just doesn't want to participate in the 4x100-meter relay. There are still not enough people to get there.
There are too few girls in science classes.
After all the registration was over, the head teacher ordered Qiao Lan again and gave Qiao Lan a job.
On the day of the sports meeting, each class had to walk in a square formation. Each class selected a girl to walk in front and hold the sign. The head teacher did not let everyone choose, and directly ordered Qiao Lan. After the order was completed, several boys cheered and cheered.
There is no other reason, because the person holding the sign has fixed clothes.
There are girls in the class who are envious, but no one refutes the opinion of the class teacher. It is hard to think of a way to object to Qiao Lan, who is a top-notch, good-looking and tall girl.
One class session passed like this again, and the classmates who passed by after class casually joked with Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan waited for her to be clean and turned around and asked Tan Mo, "Will you come during the Games?"
Tan Mo usually does not come to study at night, and there is almost a 100% chance that the sports meet will not come.
Tan Mo kept the pen in his hand and said, "No."
He couldn't participate in what he came to do, and the two games had nothing to do with him.
Qiao Lan had guessed that this would happen a long time ago, but she was still a little disappointed. She wanted Tan Mo to contact everyone, but after all, seeing other people walking fast on the field was even more torment for Tan Mo.
Thinking about this, Qiao Lan felt that Tan Mo might as well stay at home, read a book and watch a movie.
So the topic ended here. Qiao Lan sighed on the table. She still wanted to persuade Tan Mo to go for treatment earlier. Tan Mo's leg nerves still feel, but it may be really difficult to save if it drags on for a long time. .
But she didn't dare to say.
Uncle Chen said that the scar on Tan Mo's leg was because they forced Tan Mo to receive treatment and Tan Mo pierced it himself.
In the evening, he took Bai Yu and went to laps. After studying in the morning, Tan Mo brought Aunt Chen's cut fruits to Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan handed the sweet fruits to Tan Mo as usual, and listened to Tan Mo's daily lectures while eating.
Qiao Lan remembered how Hao Ying had felt when she was looking for her own questions, and suddenly asked Tan Mo, "Tan Mo, will you feel annoying if you talk to me like this every day."
Tan Mo raised his head, looking at her with beautiful eyes, "Why do you ask?"
Qiao Lan glanced to the left and right, then approached Tan Mo and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Because Hao Ying is asking me questions every day, I'm a little annoyed."
Tan Mo was startled, and suddenly smiled.
The sun was lazily reflected on Tan Mo's body, and the boy's cold facial features were dazzling under the smile.
Xiang Xiaohan, who was sitting behind Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, couldn't help but remembered the first day he saw Tan Mo.
That day was also reflected in the early morning light, Tan Mo's eyes were curved, he was shocked by the youth's exquisite face, and he was stunned.
Divine messenger, she sat behind Tan Mo and Qiao Lan.
But nearly a month has passed, and Tan Mo never said a word to her. Even if she took the initiative to greet Tan Mo, Tan Mo did not respond at all, let alone smiled at her.
Xiang Xiaohan suddenly felt a little ironic.
She is not as good as Qiao Lan's grades or she is not as good-looking as she is, everyone else thinks that way, but Tan Mo has any qualifications to think so.
Xiang Xiaohan sometimes wanted to speak directly, but every time he saw Tan Mo's gentleness and patience when facing Qiao Lan, all his dissatisfaction changed for an instant.
Just now, Tan Mo smiled at Qiao Lan again. Xiang Xiaohan bit his lip and wiped away the complex expressions on his face. His voice sounded natural and cheerful, "Tan Mo, you give Qiao Lan lessons every day. Let me make up."
Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo, the smile on Tan Mo's face was completely clean in an instant, and he glanced at Xiang Xiaohan coldly.
Xiang Xiaohan pinned Tan Mo's unconcealed icy gaze on the spot, and the smile on his face suddenly became uncontrollable.
"No time to."
Tan Mo said, then turned his head to focus on Qiao Lan again.
Xiang Xiaohan hurriedly looked around and saw that someone had already looked this way and grabbed the corner of his clothes awkwardly.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Tan Mo talking to Qiao Lan. Xiang Xiaohan only felt very aggrieved. Tan Mo didn't have time to say it, because all time was spent on Qiao Lan.
But why is Tan Mo so good to Qiao Lan?
Many people heard that Qiao Lan took good care of Tan Mo in her first year of high school, so Tan Mo has been very good to Qiao Lan.
But is it really just that?
Qiao Lan is so beautiful after all, even boys like Hao Ying are interested in her, would Tan Mo have this idea?
But how can someone like him dare to have ideas about Qiao Lan? Does Qiao Lan actually know something?
Xiang Xiaohan shuddered suddenly, then looked up at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, and then thought about what he had just thought of, there was a burst of strangeness in his heart.
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