Classmate is Not a Demon

After the morning reading class teacher is urging them to do morning exercises, the school will check the attendance rate. Qu Mozhang took Lin Qinghan and walked over, his face didn't relax much, he raised his head to the head teacher and said, "Teacher, I will take her to the infirmary."

Lin Qinghan's hand was pinched by her, and Wang Weixing saw her injury as soon as she swept it away, so he didn't open his eyes and coughed slightly.

Qu Mozhang just said something and took Lin Qinghan away. Wang Weixing watched the two girls leave, the guilty conscience on his face turned into anger. What happened to Qu Mozhang, is this the attitude he should have towards the teacher?

Lin Qinghan never dared to speak in the classroom, so she whispered when she went out, "I don't need to go to the infirmary anymore." , No need to go.

When Qu Mozhang's fingers slipped on it, Lin Qinghan took a breath, and looked at Qu Mozhang with wet eyes that were red from the pain.

"Isn't it painful?" Qu Mozhan left a cold sentence and took her directly to the infirmary. Actually, she didn't go to work until half past eight, but the school doctor lived upstairs in the infirmary, so there were still people.

Fortunately, the school doctor didn't sleep late, was washing up, and when he heard a knock on the door and opened the door to understand the situation, he went to find an ice pack for Lin Qinghan to put it on.

After alleviating the pain and the spread of blood congestion under the skin, iodophor was used to disinfect the broken wound.

"It's okay, but the blood under the skin is a bit serious and it hurts. Don't let the wound become infected in the next few days. Disinfect it regularly. If the bruise disappears slowly, you can apply it with hot water."

After installing the iodophor and cotton swabs given by the doctor, Qu Mozhen took her back. Lin Qinghan looked at her faceless, feeling nervous all the way.

Although Qu Mozhan was looking ahead, Yu Guang was humming Lin Qinghan, looking at her small appearance, a little helpless. This kind of temperament, what did it go through to grow into that indifferent and shrewd forest.

"Okay, it's okay, take this back. Your mouth is not small, remember to disinfect it."

Lin Qinghan took it and said in a low voice: "I...I have no money now. When I have money, I will definitely pay you back."

Qu Mozhan looked at her cramped and serious, and tilted his head: "Well, I'm not in a hurry, I can pay it back if I have more money."

Lin Qinghan finally showed some smiles on her cramped face, nodding her head again and again, she was most afraid of Qu Mozhen's words that she didn't need to pay back.

When the class started, the head teacher Wang Weixing glanced at the class and said in a deep voice: "According to the school's arrangement, next week will be the monthly exam. Don't forget to review."

There was a scream of "Ah" in the class, and Wang Weixing took a picture of the book: "Ah what, I have already notified you, have you forgotten all of them?"

Qu Mozang was also taken aback when she heard it. She didn't know what was going on at all. Her political history, as well as chemistry, have not had time to review many of them, and she can't remember them clearly.

However, it was only a momentary consideration, and Qu Mozhen soon calmed down. In her opinion, it didn't matter if the monthly exam did not pass the exam.

Although they had been notified long ago, the news still had a big impact on them. There was a lot less trouble between classes. Ten classes were rich in academic masters, five in the top ten, and only five in the other twelve classes.

It was lunch time again, and She Jiayi took Chen Yao to the queue, Qu Mo went to Lin Qinghan carrying the food: "Let's go together, the exam is about to be done, and I will tell you about the review at noon."

Lin Qinghan held her lunch box and followed it after hesitating. Qu Mozang knew what her family situation was like. She believed she wouldn't make fun of herself, but she was a little embarrassed.

She slowly followed Qu Mozhen to heat up the food, Qu Mozhen just waited aside and didn't care what she was eating, which made her heart more relaxed.

After choosing the location, Qu Mozhen turned on the food. After the microwave oven was heated, the cooled food became piping hot, so the convergent scent spread out. A box full of dishes, two meats and two vegetarians are very tempting.

Lin Qinghan rubbed his fingers, swallowed a bit involuntarily in his throat, and then carefully opened the white lunch box, which was covered with a layer of dark brown pickles. It was not good-looking but it also had a salty fragrance. In addition, there was a small in the bag. The glass bottle, unscrew two pieces of fermented bean curd inside.

Qu Mozang glanced at him, then frowned at his pile of food, then raised his head and said seriously: "Can you eat it?"

Lin Qinghan was taken aback: "Huh?"

Qu Mozang explained: "How is your appetite?"

Lin Qinghan's face flushed, looking at the white rice that he took up more than half of the bowl, he whispered: "It's not particularly big, it's just..."

Qu Mozang's eyes were shining, and he looked at his dishes: "Aunt Huang is always afraid that I can't eat enough. Every time I get stuffed, I can't finish it. But it's too wasteful if I don't eat it."

Lin Qinghan blinked, his eyes swept across the long queue: "They can eat with you."

Qu Mozhan raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Huan, who ate before, recently said that he had gained three kilograms of weight, and he was complaining about me."

Her tone was a little dull, and Lin Qinghan pursed her lips and laughed. The girl’s bangs are slightly slanted, and her head is not usually dangling when she is facing Qu Mo Zang. The eyes that are half exposed by the smile seem to be filled with fine stars, pure and beautiful, it has been Qu Mo Zang for a long time. A clean smile that I haven't seen before, with the smell of a young girl.

Qu Mozhan stared at her for a long time, Lin Qinghan quickly closed a smile and looked at her embarrassedly: "What...what's wrong?"

Qu Mozhang lifted his chin and swept her around: "You are so thin, you are certainly not afraid of getting fat. You can help me eat part of it, eh?"

Lin Qinghan suddenly became a little flustered. She had seen too many people who bullied her with all kinds of malice and many people who helped her with good intentions. She subconsciously thought that Qu Mozhen was deliberately helping her. Even though this kind of help maintains her self-esteem, she can't accept it with peace of mind, especially that person is her.

Qu Mozhang seemed to have noticed it too. Her gaze fell on the poor-looking dried plums, then glanced at the fermented bean curd, and said, "Is this all made by your own family?"

Lin Qinghan was at a loss, and quickly responded, "Yes, my mother's dried plums and fermented bean curd." After that, she was a little embarrassed. After all, in this school, these things are still shabby.

"I seldom eat something, my parents won't let Aunt Huang make it for me."

Saying that she bit the chopsticks in her hand and looked at Lin Qinghan: "Can I taste it?"

The person opposite was ponytailed and tilted his head to look at her. There was some embarrassment in his quiet and deep eyes. This was probably the first time Lin Qinghan saw her look like this. He was a little stunned, and he hurriedly recovered. nod.

Qu Mozhan stretched out his chopsticks to grab some, put it in his mouth and slowly chewed. Lin Qinghan held the chopsticks tightly, staring at Qu Mozhan for a moment, as if it was not her dried plums that was stuffed into his mouth. , But her heart.

This dried plum dish looks ugly, but the taste is very good in the mouth. It is salty and sour, with a rich mellow aroma. Although it is not accompanied by pork belly, it is more appetizing as it is chewed.

Seeing Lin Qinghan's nervous look, she pursed her lips and chuckled, "It's delicious."

Then she picked up some more and ate it sweetly with white rice. Lin Qinghan didn't move the chopsticks, and watched Qu Mozhan hold a chopstick in her bowl from time to time. The blush on her cheeks was diminished by the smile. She looked at Qu Mozhan with bright black eyes, and no one could ignore her happiness and joy. Satisfy.

In addition to dried plums, the two pieces of fermented bean curd brought by Lin Qinghan were also taken away by Qu Mozhen. I have to say that even if there are camouflaged ingredients, the taste of this fermented bean curd is indeed very authentic. For Qu Mo Zang, who has eaten all kinds of delicacies for so many years, it is very novel.

Seeing Lin Qinghan's bowl, there was almost only white rice left, and Qu Mozang stopped her hand as if she had first awakened from a dream. She touched her belly, embarrassed: "Why didn't you stop me? I almost finished eating." ."

Lin Qinghan laughed "puchi", then lowered her head quickly, and ate the rice with fermented bean curd, "It's fine if you like it."

After speaking, there were two chicken wings in the bowl. Qu Mozang carefully put the food in her bowl: "If you have eaten up your vegetables, you can't let you eat white rice, and if you don't eat it, I will throw it away. "

Lin Qinghan blinked his eyes, with an incomprehensible taste in his heart, but Qu Mozhen was very calm, and said softly: "The dishes you cook are really good. I have secretly eaten dried plums a few times, but none of them. This taste. Then give you some of the dishes I bring, and you give me some of yours?"

Lin Qinghan swallowed the food that didn't come, and the cheeks shook his head quickly, and then swallowed quickly, "If you like it, I will bring you some. This is not a good thing, it cannot take advantage of you, and... you ...Helped me a lot, just a little dried plums."

Qu Mozhang shook his head: "Where is a little dried plums, this thing is not cheaper than these sold separately, and it is rare to have this taste. That's it, I don't have to worry about Aunt Huang filling me too much food in the future. ."

Aunt Huang, who was so happy because Qu Mozhang asked for more dishes, suddenly sneezed in the room and rubbed the tip of her nose. She lowered her head and continued knitting. She did not know that she had become a member of a certain population. "The culprit".

There was a lunch break for an hour and a half at noon at the beginning of the first day. After returning to the classroom, Qu Mo Zang leaned on a chair and looked at Lin Qinghan. She took back her gaze until she tidied up the desk and went to sleep. .

That morning, the companions seemed to have started, and in the following days, She Jiayi and Chen Yao would follow Qu Mozang and Lin Qinghan home.

However, Li Siying has had a lot of life recently. It is said that the boy she likes and the other girl are very close, and they have turned upside down recently.

The monthly exam is coming soon. Chen Yao and She Jiayi also became nervous, and she did not go out on weekends, so she concentrated on reviewing and preparing for the exam. Qu Mozhan is to memorize the content of the liberal arts and at the same time organize the notes and knowledge points for Lin Qinghan.

Lin Qinghan is not bad in liberal arts. In science, physics and mathematics are weak, and these two subjects are the most serious. It is also a key point to make up. In just a few days, the two of them have collected nearly a thousand chat messages.

The last question of the quadratic function is Lin Qinghan’s weakness, 12 points can get four points at most, Qu Mozhen summed up a few classic examples and explained the knowledge points of different test methods to her, and practiced several wrong questions in Zhou. Analyze with her.

She Jiayi and Chen Yao looked at the person who leaned over and stood beside Lin Qinghan, and glanced at each other. She Jiayi said sourly: "Don't make up for us, just remember her little daughter-in-law."

Chen Yao almost choked on her saliva when she heard that she was so funny that she gave her a blank look: "What are you talking about?"

She Jiayi squeezed the paper and pouted: "You see, every day when you take Lin Qinghan back, she shrinks behind and carefully hugs Mo Zong's waist. Isn't she just like a little wife, she also likes to blush and tut."

After she finished speaking, she pinched her throat and shouted at Qu Mozhang who was lecturing: "Sir, I don't know how to do this question, you teach them."

Her demon-like tone caused the surrounding students to burst into laughter. Lin Qinghan was a little frightened, looking at Qu Mozang in a panic, but didn't know what to do.

The author has something to say: Qu Xiaozang, who took great pains to adopt a daughter-in-law.

Lin Qinghan: Mo Zang ate my food today, happy

Qu Mozhen: Qinghan ate my food today, happy

Years later

Lin Qinghan: Mo Zang ate me today... I am a little happy

Qu Mozhen: Qinghan didn't eat me today...well, not happy

(The style is wrong)