Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Remember for a second

Qiao Lan is so possibly right!

Qiao Lan's English grades are not good. Almost every homework assigned is copied and copied. For example, memorizing texts and memorizing words is not a written homework, and it is never ignored.

This morning, Qiao Lan even asked her which words to dictate. She obviously didn't even know what she had learned.

But now, she actually wrote it all right!

Not only did she write all the words in this unit correctly, even the previous ones, even she was wrong, and Qiao Lan also wrote them all correctly.

So Qiao Lan actually knew which unit to dictate for a long time. She had memorized the words for a long time, but she still pretended not to memorize and asked her!

Thinking of what was in her mind at the moment when she deliberately ignored Qiao Lan in the morning, at this moment, in addition to the burning pain on her face, she also resented Qiao Lan for deliberately pretending to deceive her.

Old Liu was very happy about Qiao Lan's sudden correction of his attitude, and praised Qiao Lan for a long time. When he turned his head and saw Qin Yang staring at Qiao Lan with an inexplicable expression, Old Liu immediately became angry again.

"What to look at, look at what others wrote, look at what you wrote, 23 words are wrong 14 words, pigs are smarter than you, and you have a face, go down and copy the words! Except for Qiao Lan, all of you, the wrong words Everyone, write it a hundred times, and bring it to me to check!"

The deskmate's face darkened.

It stands to reason that she has written very well, but because of Qiao Lan, even she became the one to be punished. When he returned to his seat with a dark face, he was probably out of breath. He probably thought that Qiao Lan was still the bully Qiao Lan before, and he questioned Qiao Lan without thinking, "Don't you have a back?"

Qiao Lan leisurely turned a page of the book.

What are you talking about, it's too windy, I can't hear it.

Depend on! Qiao Lan actually pretended not to hear her and ignored her?

The tablemate was shocked, and the tablemate's face was blue.

Isn't it really going to heaven after being praised by Lao Liu? Okay, okay, ignore her, right? The group of people around Song Yao have already made up their minds to reject Qiao Lan, and now they irritate her again, then wait and see, who will regret it in the future!

After waiting for the self-study, after class, the same desk ran to find a few good classmates who were usually playing. A few people gathered together to say something, and while talking, they looked at Qiao Lan, and the students sitting around, You can probably hear a few girls talking about Qiao Lan's outfit.

Qiao Lan's tablemate said that Qiao Lan deliberately recited the words and asked her deliberately, saying that she was very scheming, and sat next to an introverted boy. The scheming is deep, and I can't think of why the other girls are still nodding in agreement.

"What kind of outfit, who doesn't know what kind of thing she is?" The more they talked, the more eager they were, "It's just that Song Yao Xinshan feels pity for her."

"Yes, yes, Song Yao is so kind to her, and she doesn't thank Song Yao at all, but she actually likes Chen Yaoyang, how can she be so embarrassed?"

"It's just that she still likes Chen Yaoyang, why does Chen Yaoyang like her? If I were Song Yao, I wouldn't be disgusted to death by her?"

The boy sitting next to him in silence didn't even know what to think.

Chen Yaoyang is the first in his grade and looks so handsome. Ten percent of the girls in the class like him. These girls who scolded Qiao Lan said a few days ago that Chen Yaoyang likes people here and there.

Everyone likes Chen Yaoyang, so why don't you feel disgusted.

But no matter how much I complained in my heart, I was an introvert, and I didn't dare to say it. I just wanted to change seats with my current tablemate if I had a chance in the future.

Qiao Lan's deskmate pulled a lot of Avengers between classes, pushing Qiao Lan out even more. Qiao Lan didn't respond at all to this. She went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she happened to meet Tan Mo who had just rocked a wheelchair and slowly entered the classroom.

Tan Mo's school uniform was clean again, with new gauze wrapped around his hands, his head bowed as usual, silent and inactive.

Qiao Lan thought about it and stepped up.

She remembers that Asperger's is still a little different from ordinary autism. Autism rejects alienation, while Asperger's actually wants friendship, but it is always self-defeating because of social misunderstandings.

The crowds coming and going around made Tan Mo uncontrollably tense, his muscles became stiff, and his mood became very uneasy.

When he was still living with his mother in the United States, his mother took him to see a psychiatrist. After gaining a certain understanding of him, the psychiatrist said to his mother, "When your child is facing a crowd, his inner feelings are The pressure on the scene increases in direct proportion to the number of people on the scene.”

He was only about ten years old at the time, but he already fully understood the meaning of increment. He quickly used mathematical formulas and geometric figures in his mind to calculate the doctor's meaning: when two people interact, there is only one connection, three people have three connections, four Individuals have six connections, five individuals have ten connections...

At this time, there were too many connections around him to count, and no one could see the intense tension and anxiety he was facing under his silent and dead face.

Under such circumstances, even if someone called his name, Tan Mo would subconsciously feel that he heard it wrong.

Until the voice shouted again, Tan Mo surpassed the hearing of others, and immediately recognized the source of the voice.

He looked up and saw the girl who said sorry to her yesterday and pushed his wheelchair, standing 1.5 meters away from him and looking at her with a smile.

"Good morning," the girl said.

Tan ink

Thin white fingers gripped the wheelchair tightly, amber eyes stared at Qiao Lan, the muscles on his face seemed to be necrotic, and there was no expression on his face.

He could tell that it was a simple greeting, and he couldn't tell whether a person was crying or laughing like he did when he was very young. Now he can be sure that the girl in front of him is smiling at him.

But that's all.

There are many kinds of laughter, such as smiling, sneering, wry smile, laughing, sneering, etc. With the increase of age and experience, normal people can understand the meaning behind these expressions without a teacher, but Tan Mo cannot.

Tan Mo once looked up the meaning of every word in the dictionary, but Asperger's still made him unable to distinguish it. It took him a long time to simply distinguish between a smile and a laugh, and remember it in his heart. Facial expressions of people smiling and laughing.

When his mother took pictures of him, he made him smile, and told him that the smile was a slight smile, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he could even show a little tooth, and the big smile was because someone once laughed out of tears.

The girl in front of him was smiling at him.

But remembering the smile behind the expression, Tan Mo lowered his head again, like a machine that received the wrong command, and returned to its previous silence after a brief identification.

He remembered that when he was seven years old, the boy in the neighborhood talked to him in a very friendly manner, and he had such a smile on his face, but the next moment the boy pushed him hard, and he hit the hard When blood dripped down his cheeks on the concrete floor, he could only hear the voice of his mother calling his name in the distance, and the boy's undisguised laughter.

He also remembered that at the age of ten, he was approached by his classmates who had often ridiculed him for being a fool, who told him that they were ashamed of their past tricks on him, and asked him if he would accept their apology. He forgave them, they gave him a bottle of soda, he opened the soda, and a mad wasp flew out of it.

The teasing and bullying never ceased, and the rest of the children usually enjoyed it.

They all said he was a fool because he was fooled again and again, but there was nothing he could do. Asperger's disease makes his eyes clouded when facing people, he can't distinguish between malicious and kind, he can't distinguish between good and bad, and he can't distinguish between help and trick, because all tricks are from one to the other. It all starts with "goodwill help" to deceive.

Later, whether it was good or bad, he attributed them all to evil, and he no longer believed in anyone but his mother, so that he would not be chased again, and would not be hurt every time he believed. pain of.

Therefore, he still lowered his head and passed by Qiao Lan silently, without giving her any reaction.

No one will like him, and no one will treat him kindly.

He was born to be mentally mad, an outcast.

And the leftovers,

It is destined not to be accepted by anyone.

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