Han Zhiling was a little surprised.

She has been in this school for two years, and she is very familiar with Zhuo Ruolian's name, and she didn't expect that her table mate would already have such a good relationship with her when she first arrived.

And even with her was taken care of.

"I'll go back, call me next time I have something." Zhuo Ruolian put his school uniform in his pocket, kicked the door open with his foot, and walked out.

Three-legged cat kung fu, dare to run over to save people like this, quite bold.

Although her age is not matched, she is somewhat similar to the rumored Miss Christine, who is physically weak and not good at force.

"Thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm just passing through." Song Mo stepped forward to help her up, "Send you to the infirmary." ”

"Aren't you afraid of her revenge?" Han Zhiling was only now worried.

Song Mo just laughed, "Why should I be afraid? ”

Her eyes were clear and sparkling.

When the two of them went down the stairs, they happened to meet Liu An, who was preparing for class.

"Hello Mr. Liu." Song Mo asked hello.

But Liu An's face was very serious.

"It's already in class, why don't you go back." Her face was black.

Wouldn't it be nice to stay in the classroom in class, and pick up a good student to skip class with her?

"She hit her on the back, and I'll take her to the infirmary."

Knocked on the back? Let's fight.

Han Zhiling, a student, she understands that although her family is in the middle of the road, she works hard and has won several scholarships.

As soon as Song Mo, a student, pulled the good students in the class to fight, it was really ......

She grimaced, didn't respond, and bypassed the two.

She didn't like this kind of unruly student at all.

Song Mo noticed the displeasure in Liu An's eyes, but now it was important to deal with Han Zhiling's injury, so he didn't care.

"Anyone?"

Song Mo pushed open the door of the infirmary, but the teacher was not there, so she took Han Zhiling to sit down and rest first.

"I'm going to look for the oil."

She looked at the bottles and cans on the shelves and began to look for what she needed.

In the white curtain drawn in the infirmary, there was a teenager in school uniform lying on the bed.

His hair was a little long, fluffy over his head, covering his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Rong You opened a small curtain to observe the movement outside.

He came here to hide from laziness, and the person who opened the door was not the exterminator of the teaching director, and if he was caught, he would die.

He looked at the computer screen, and it was okay, in another two minutes his task was complete.

But look at the two girls who walked through the door...... Song Mo? The girl who was encrypted by crazy zeros in the past actually appeared here.

Exploring the hidden is his passion.

The person who can be encrypted by ZER0 to protect information is definitely not an ordinary person, and the boss also said that he should work hard to investigate her identity.

He stared at the person and sent a message to his boss.

Nightfall: Boss, guess who I met in the infirmary?

Sunset: Little fox.

Night: Boss, you've already got your nickname?

Sunset: That's right.

Rong You stared at the face through the crack in the curtain, then nodded.

The boss is the boss, and even giving people nicknames is so appropriate.

The girl's face is like a peach blossom, her eyes are like stars, and she really looks like a cunning little fox, or the kind that is furry.

Song Mo rummaged through the cabinet, found the medicinal oil, and took it down.

But she didn't rush to give Han Zhiling medicine.

And the girl sitting on the chair was also staring at Song Mo's eyelashes.

"Why are you helping me?"

The rich second generation in Chengye, who looks up in the circle on weekdays and doesn't see anyone who looks down, is not good at making the situation stiff for her.

"I don't know, maybe it's for my pleasure." Song Mo replied like this.

She didn't remember her past at all, and the family and friendship she had now was about what she longed for before she lost her memory.

Enjoy the moment, be unscrupulous, that's her credo now.

"Thank you." Han Zhiling smiled slightly.

"If you want to thank me, there will be more opportunities in the future." Song Mo flipped out the video on his phone, "I'm going to put the video on the Internet, you won't mind, right?" ”

"No, it won't." She shook her head.

"Okay, then I'll take a few photos of your body for evidence first," Song Mo turned on the camera, "If you don't mind, take off your shirt too." ”

Videos weren't enough, she needed some photos of the injuries as evidence.

"Okay."

Rong You on the hospital bed looked at the girl sitting on the chair and lifted the hem of her clothes, and retracted back to the bed nervously.

Instead of eavesdropping on girls, he still gets the job done honestly.

The bell rings for the second period.

Ke Zhengnan, who teaches mathematics, looked at the two empty seats in the sixth row and blackened his face.

"Class."

There are two students missing, one is new, and the other likes to bow his head in class and write homework.

That's it, anyway, the head teacher of Class 9 is not him, and these two students don't want to learn, so don't learn.

Lu Wenjing had a dark face and finished the lecture absentmindedly.

That Song Mo, did he really think that he was invincible in the world with the support of Zhuo Ruolian in his family?

She lowered her head and looked at the class schedule on her desk.

Very good, in a few days she will teach her a lesson and let her dare to be arrogant in front of her.

She was studying how to deal with Song Mo when she heard a voice at the door, "Report." ”

Teacher Ke looked at the two girls outside the classroom door with a dark face.

"What's going on?" He noticed Han Zhiling's somewhat pale face.

It looks like I'm sick.

"Report to the teacher, I accompanied her to the infirmary." Song Mo didn't explain much.

Ke Zhengnan didn't ask much, "Come in." ”

Song Mo and Han Zhiling were about to sit back in their seats, when they heard Ke Zhengnan change his words.

"New classmate, come up and talk about the last question of this paper."

The finale of this volume, the function.

Zhong Tianyuan, a scholar sitting in the third row, frowned slightly.

This question, even he felt a little tricky, this new classmate hadn't even read it, obviously Lao Ke was making things difficult.

Teachers don't like students who are absent from class, and they want to embarrass her and warn their classmates.

Song Mo took a deep breath, walked up to the podium, and picked up the chalk.

"I'll try." She was a little nervous.

This is a function problem.

She looked at the problem and copied the formula of the function on the blackboard.

Subsequently, there is the solution, the colon, and the first question.

After writing these formats, her hands paused in the air.

Han Zhiling, who sat back in her seat, stared at the back on the podium and clenched her hands nervously.

If it weren't for her, Song Mo wouldn't have been embarrassed by Lao Ke.

And Ke Zhengnan, who was standing on the side, just hugged his arms.

Half a minute later, Song Mo still didn't move.

This question is a bit difficult, and it is a bit complicated to solve it with only the existing knowledge in high school, and it is normal for her to not be able to do it.

As long as Song Mo relented after a while, he would let her go down and wouldn't embarrass her too much.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to let the girl go down, Song Mo's fingers moved.

She wrote down the first step in the answer.