"Chen Mo is a bit of a maverick, but young people, it's understandable! In the past, he was commended by the school for his righteous and courageous deeds, but his moral character was not said. I invited the parent over today to praise him for his recent great progress in learning. You see, as soon as the results of the mathematics unified examination came out, he and another female classmate were the only ones in the whole grade who got a perfect score. I am also very happy to teach such students! The loving glances that Ma Wang Ye cast from time to time in the office gave Chen Mo goosebumps.

"How many points did he get last time?" Chen Mulan keenly grasped the words "great progress".

Ma Wangye himself said that he missed his mouth, regretted it, and it took a long time to turn out the white scroll that Chen Mo handed back, and he couldn't find anything to defend the principal's expression of being about to eat people, "This...... Chen Mo seemed a little uncomfortable during the test......"

"Uncomfortable?" Chen Mulan looked at Chen Mo, who scratched his head.

Principal Li immediately set up a round and instructed the director of education to arrange for Chen Mo to be transferred to the key class as soon as possible. Chen Mulan couldn't help frowning, but Principal Li talked with a righteous face, saying that even if the secretary was not here, the school would definitely vigorously cultivate such a good seedling if it found it. also emphasized that Chen Mo is only a sophomore in high school, and some teachers who are not very conscientious are now making amends, and it is still too late.

Ma Wangye's face turned blue and white, and he squinted at the little bald head, like a wolf cub in sheep's clothing.

In President Li's view, it is naturally no coincidence that Chen Mo has the same surname as the female secretary. Lao Li felt that if he didn't take the initiative to express his stance at this time, he might not have the opportunity to express his position in the future.

"I'm in this class very well now, so I don't need to trouble the teacher to change classes." Chen Mo replied like this.

Chen Mulan was most disgusted with the specialization of officials, he had never even used the bus privately, and when he heard Chen Mo say this, he nodded approvingly, "You don't need to transfer classes, the learning environment is very important, and it depends on the individual whether you succeed or not." ”

Principal Li was stunned, and he tried his best to lobby for a long time before he was completely dead.

Chen Mulan didn't let the principal and others send them out of the teaching building, she pushed her bicycle, and Chen Mo accompanied her, chatting all the way to the direction of the school gate.

"I studied painting with my father for a few years, but then I got busy with work and ran out of time. You are my little junior brother, but if you want to call it, you should call me aunt, after all, it is two generations. The crow's feet at the corners of Chen Mulan's eyes bloomed slightly, and his expression was gentle.

"Auntie." Chen Mo smirked. He has an aunt who is about the same age as Chen Mulan, but she has the temper of a tigress, how can she speak so softly.

The young men who drove sports cars finally got out of the way and were wandering around the campus, probably waiting for Pan Jingcheng to get out of school. Chen Mulan saw Chen Mo squinting at the other party, stretched out his hand and tapped on his head, "Don't make trouble, that's how you got this scar on your head!" ”

"I'll just take a look at ......" Chen Mo had also seen a supercar in the Tiangong Club, but it was the first time he had encountered such a group. He was more curious about the purpose of these people coming to Yancheng than the car.

"If it's okay, go to the house to play, I'm not here, you can accompany your Grandpa Chen more." Today he twisted his foot and couldn't come, and he was sad at home, for fear that you would say that he was not righteous......" Chen Mulan couldn't help laughing, stopped at the school gate, and took out two large bags of beef jerky from his bag and stuffed them for Chen Mo, "When you are growing your body, buy more delicious food for yourself." I've seen your imitation works, it's amazing, and now I've finally met people, and I'll have more contact with you when I have time in the future. After all, students still have to focus on their studies, and their grades must be stable, and if they can't get an idea, they will call me. ”

Chen Mulan is divorced and childless, and usually leaves her father alone in a deserted home, and she always feels very guilty. Since Chen Mo appeared in the old man's life, everything seems to be different. Chen Mulan was often dragged to the study by Chen Qingyan, who was full of alcohol, after work, and talked about how hard it was, so that the stinky boy could start writing again. None of Chen Mo's introductory works did not look like ghost paintings, but Chen Qingyan seemed to have a great sense of accomplishment, believing that a new star in the Chinese painting world was about to rise from his hands.

Once Chen Mulan arrived home in the middle of the night, he saw his father drunk and leaning on the sofa and snoring. When Chen Mo left, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, helped him cover a blanket, and made a cup of strong tea and put it on the side. Chen Mulan is used to seeing deceit and hypocrisy in the officialdom, Chen Mo's carefulness makes her a little trance-like, but she is still not sure that some things will really be as clean as she hoped.

Today, Chen Mo came up and bowed straightly, which made Chen Mulan want to laugh a little and a little moved-there are not many young people who greet him like this now. The female secretary has stripped off the masks of countless people with a pair of sharp eyes, but in Chen Mo's eyes, she didn't find any hypocrisy, and this can be regarded as a sigh of relief.

He is indeed very special, as Chen Qingyan said, just like an old boy.

"Don't fight with anyone!" Before Chen Mulan left, the last sentence was full of vigour.

Chen Mo didn't expect her to tell her like this, and replied honestly: "I don't fight, auntie, you can rest assured!" Since his mother died, no one has ever cared for him like this, and this "aunt" has been called a little strange.

"Alright, let's go back! Study hard, even if you are not in a key class, you must do your best. Chen Mulan couldn't hear the change in his feelings, smiled with relief, and rode away.

As soon as the results of the sophomore mathematics unified examination were announced, it immediately caused an uproar.

Pan Dongdong was the first in his grade as usual and got a perfect score. What surprised everyone was that the other person who got a perfect score was Chen Mo! From a blank roll to a perfect score, what's the difference between this and fantasy fiction?! The classes were gloomy and miserable, and many nerds who often worked hard until midnight even had the heart to die. Someone questioned it in class, but Ma Wangye walked up to him and shouted angrily, spraying his face full of spittle, "The little bald head is the first to hand in the volume, who will he copy?" Huh? Can you still copy it to a full score? Could it be the old ...... Did I give him the standard answer? ”

In the face of the condemnation of the fat man and others, Chen Mo's face did not change and his heart did not beat, but in fact, he was very ashamed - he relied on the bullshit authority that had not yet been fully opened, so he could be considered successful in cheating, but the domineering girl was a real achievement, how could she be so powerful?

At noon, Chen Mo came to Class 3 with two rice bowls. Pan Dongdong had already picked up the hot water, and Chen Mo took a sip of the mug, although it was not the first time he had seen the skipping rope bear printed on the cup, it was still a little funny. There is a bear on the slippers, a bear on the hand warmer, and a water glass, is this girl running a zoo by herself?

"Grandpa, eat more, the exam is hard." Pan Dongdong picked out all the meat slices to Chen Mo as usual, smiling.

Chen Mo was honestly unkind, and began to pick up rice with his head bored, and the extra-large rice bowl full of his hand could almost smash people to death. The rice aunt in the canteen is no longer strange now, asking others is asking how many taels to play, and when she sees him going, she will stare at him and shout: "Or three catties?" ”

There was no one in the classroom at noon every day, and since Chen Mo started to eat with Pan Dongdong, a few boys in class 3 did not dare to come back. In their eyes, this famous guy is drenched in cold, and if he really sits next to him, God knows if he will be found inexplicably.

Chen Mo also didn't have a good impression of these nerds in key classes, thinking of Pan Dongdong's full score in the exam, it was inevitable that he was a little strange, "Why have I never seen you holding a book and reading it?" ”

"Can't I sneak a peek at home?" Pan Dongdong bit the small spoon, his long eyelashes raised, and his eyes were playful, "What are you asking for, is there something you want to hide from me, so you want to divert my attention?" ”

"What is there to hide from you, I don't have time to study, and this exam is not a real skill." Chen Mo shook his head and smiled, "Secretary Chen, I didn't expect to know her myself......"

Pan Dongdong listened to it for a long time, and then he knew what was going on, only when Chen Mo was born with a talent for painting, he was very happy for him. When she finished eating, she was just about to pack her things, but Chen Mo stopped her hand.

"Is your cousin coming to the door with you almost every day just to intimidate your father? What does it mean to get a little to me? Chen Mo asked suspiciously.

"He has been unpredictable since he was a child, Wang Yan has looked wrong in the past two days, I'm afraid it has something to do with him." When Pan Dongdong said this, his face was slightly pale, "Ah Hu said, my uncle has also returned to Yancheng." ”

Chen Mo had heard her talk about family grievances, but he still couldn't guess Pan Jingcheng's intentions. If you want to fight and kill, why bother to make such a transfer? If it is to seize power, Pan Jinyu has been firmly in the position of head for ten years, how can Pan Renfeng, a terminally ill and dying man, be able to move his foundation?

"Let's go for a walk." Chen Mo heard the movement coming from the court outside and raised his eyebrows.

Pan Dongdong thought he wanted to accompany him to relax, but when he got to the court, he saw Pan Jingcheng and Liang Min playing basketball with sports students. The group of young people driving sports cars sat on the stairs and whistled from time to time, and Wang Yan was among them, smiling sweetly.

"A dog that bites doesn't bark, I'll kick it and see if it barks." Chen Mo grinned.

Pan Dongdong had never seen him take the initiative to provoke anyone, and he was about to speak, but he saw the scars on the corners of his eyes twisted, and his heart ached. No one knew better than her how many more scars there were on Chen Mo's head and face, but she never mentioned half a sentence, and even forced herself to turn a blind eye.

The scars on the corners of Chen Mo's eyes were left in the theater at the beginning, but now they are in places she can't see. She knew he was doing his best, and she knew that the only thing she could do was wait, even though it was not pleasant.

The fat man and Shao Datou were originally playing cards in the bedroom, but after being called by Chen Mo, they were a little inexplicable.

"Three to three, to play or not?" Chen Mo yelled at Pan Jingcheng on the field.

Pan Jingcheng stopped his movements, looked at the three challengers, who were all half a head shorter than him, and slowly turned his gaze to Pan Dongdong next to him in the laughter of sports specialists, and his eyes began to shine.

"I can't ask for it." He said.