Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

↘End♂Ben♂God♂Lizhan↙Mobile phone user input address: m.xinwanben.com

Tan Mo wasn't very interested, but he didn't refuse right away. The physics teacher had already started talking,

"Register first. In October, you can participate in the National High School Physics League in the provincial division. If you rank among the top in the province, you can enter the provincial representative team. I have also brought award-winning classmates before, but Tan Mo yours The physical level is even better than those of the former students! As long as you enter the provincial team, you can participate in the winter camp. If you can win the first prize in the winter camp, you can enter the national training team! The national training team consists of the best students in the country. The competition teacher will teach, and after two months of intensive training, the best ones will be selected, and then they will represent the country in the International Physics Olympiad!"

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

But Tan Mo spit out two words coldly.

"No."

It’s okay that the physics teacher didn’t say anything. When it came to entering the national team’s “training camp”, Tan Mo didn’t have much interest in the idea, and even less interested.

The enthusiasm of the physics teacher froze all of a sudden.

The head teacher signaled the physics teacher not to worry, took the conversation, and slowly talked to Tan Mo in a coaxing tone,

"After so many exams, several teachers are very amazed at your talent in mathematics and physics, so I want you to give it a try." The head 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 head teacher felt that Tan Mo was not interested in anything, but his mathematics and physics were so good, talent was one thing, and liking was definitely another reason, so he wanted to use this aspect to attract Tan Mo.

As a result, after Tan Mo heard it, he still had two words, "I won't go", and he wanted to leave immediately after he finished speaking. The anxious head teacher hurriedly added,

"Participating in the competition will have many benefits. Tan Mo, I know that you don't like to get along with your classmates, and you don't like to sit here in class every day. If you can really win the prize, you can just focus on what you like and don't have to fight with your classmates anymore. The other students sit together in class; if you can really win an award in the future, you can get the first prize, then you can be recommended to the best university directly, and you don't have to come to class again, don't you want to?"

This is too attractive to students, especially Tan Mo. After all, Tan Mo hates campus life even more, doesn't he?

It's a pity that Tan Mo still had an indifferent expression on his face. If he could make expressions, it probably meant that.

You are so annoying.

"I don't want to," Tan Mo said coldly, then added after a pause, "I want to go to class."

He has no interest in any awards or training camps. He can come to class whenever he wants, and he can’t come if he doesn’t want to, and no one can force him. The reason why he stays here now is because Qiao Lan is here; , he is even less interested, even if he is really recommended, if Qiao Lan is not in that university in the future

Thinking of this, Tan Mo was suddenly stunned.

Tan Mo seemed to realize at this time that he didn't have any specific plans for many things in the future, and if he had to, it would be Qiao Lan.

Because she was here, he didn't want to go to some physics competition.

Because she doesn't know where Qiao Lan will be in the future, she won't make a premature decision about where she will be in the future.

He didn't hesitate at all, and just so naturally wrote a person's name on the blank screen of his future.

Qiao Lan.

Only this one name and nothing else.

It was the first time that Tan Mo felt so clearly that he had a strong sense of dependence and following on Qiao Lan.

He suddenly thought of a sentence, follow the light.

No need to think or distinguish, Qiao Lan is his light, wherever the light is, he will be there.

Without the light, life will return to the darkness it once was, and it may be even more difficult. He suddenly remembered a poem by Emily Dickinson.

Had I not seen the Sun

I could have borhe shade

i could have endured the dark

if i never saw the sun

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

But Light a newer Wilderness

My Wilderness has made

but the sun that shines on me

A new wilderness created

Tan Mo couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence, he only knew that he couldn't do without this light, this piece of sunshine, just like the grass that can't do without the sun.

Without light, you will die.

The head teacher looked surprised:? ? ?

Please search for more good articles

(Finish)

(Book)

(god)

(stand)

If you like Godzhan, don’t forget to bookmark it, and recommend it to more book friends to know

Wasn't Tan Mo the one who didn't want to go to class the most, didn't he like the lively campus life the most? What's wrong? He also felt that participating in the competition was like a tailor-made life trajectory for Tan Mo, but Tan Mo refused so decisively.

There was no need for Tan Mo to satisfy the head teacher's curiosity, he turned around and left after reconfirming that he would not go.

The physics teacher and the head teacher looked at each other, and finally sighed at each other, the head teacher picked up the book on the table and hurried to Tan Mo's direction.

The next class is the Chinese class of Class 14, and he is going to class too.

The teacher in charge walked quickly, and within a few steps, he came not far from Tan Mo. He persuaded Tan Mo a few more times without giving up, and finally even said the scene of winning glory for the school and himself, but Tan Mo didn't even think about it. Without turning my head, the head teacher finally gave up.

Forget it, the head teacher shook his head, "By the way, there is one more thing, I forgot to tell you, our school has set up a scholarship mechanism, do you know?"

"do not know."

"I knew you definitely didn't know," the head teacher said with a cheerful smile, "In order to encourage students to study, our school has specially set up a scholarship system. There is one first prize, three second prizes, and six third prizes. The final two final exams of the first two semesters will be judged. The first prize is 5,000 yuan, the second prize is 3,000 yuan, and the third prize is 1,000 yuan. If there is no accident, the first prize should be that you did not run away. "

The students who won the first prize got bonuses, and the head teacher who brought out the first prize students also had a bright face. The head teacher felt that it was not too easy for Tan Mo to get the first prize, after all, the scores in each test were so high.

As he was talking, he turned his head and suddenly found that Tan Mo was sitting on the chair, not moving, "What's wrong?"

Lost something?

Tan Mo raised his head thoughtfully, "Win the first prize, what are the conditions?"

"You are still worried about this, you must be fine." The class teacher laughed, "Just look at the results of the last final exam of the two semesters. Whoever has the highest score after adding up the two scores will win the first prize."

When the time comes, Tan Mo will win the first prize, Qiao Lan and Chen Yaoyang will win the second prize, and if Pei Ning or Song Yao is lucky enough to be more competitive at the end of this semester, there may be a third prize.

Then he would be too face-saving.

The teacher in charge became happier as he thought about it. Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and pat Tan Mo's shoulder. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. "The bell will ring soon. Go back to class."

Tan Mo returned to the classroom. Qiao Lan glanced at the time. Class was about to begin. Tan Mo had been out for a while this time.

"Is the head teacher looking for you for something important?" Qiao Lan asked Tan Mo.

"No," Tan Mo said. After thinking about it, he made it clear to Qiao Lan. In a few words, he summed up what the physics teacher said and his own attitude.

Qiao Lan nodded, no wonder the head teacher was beaming.

But Tan Mo's refusal was completely expected by her. In fact, she didn't really want Tan Mo to go.

As soon as Qiao Lan remembered that Tan Mo had been away for two years in the book and became severely depressed, she felt that it would be better for Tan Mo to be safe under her nose. I heard that the students participating in the competition usually have to train intensively. Tan Mo's physical condition is not suitable for the intensive training at all. Who can guarantee that there will be no problems.

It's an honor to win a prize, but safety is more important.

Qiao Lan's attitude made Tan Mo a little unpredictable. He sat silently for a long time, wanting to ask Qiao Lan something, but this class was English, and the English teacher absolutely did not allow anyone to speak in class.

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

Qiao Lan was surprised for a long time when she saw the little note, and then took the note.

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

Qiao Lan quickly wrote down the pen, and then pushed the note back.

--In no mood.

Tan Mo stared at the clean and neat two words on the note. After a long time, he solemnly put the note in the book, and then lay down on the table by himself, secretly and uncontrollably moving his face.

It was a still slightly weird but uncontrollable smile from the heart.

The author has something to say: It's over~~~

The red envelope is still 200, see you tomorrow~

Support: ↘End♂Ben♂God♂Lizhan↙Friends who like this site can recommend it to more friends who love reading!