Chapter 102: Discover

Tan Mo finally agreed to the classroom teacher.

Because Qiao Lan said she could help him write his speech together.

Without taking time away from himself and Qiao Lan, Tan Mo was less reluctant, and Qiao Lan helped him revise his speech.

After the draft was approved, Tan Mo had to prepare his speech, which he could practically memorize, but his tone was flat, he sounded unperturbed, and his face had little expression.

Tan Mo, being the kind of person who would do her best if she didn't do anything, asked Qiao Lan to mark the places in the script that needed pauses and emphasis, and then went back to look for many videos of her speech.

When Qiao Lan checked again, she was stunned.

In just one day, Tan Mo has changed from the expressionless robot she was yesterday to something more natural.

Very good.

Tan Mo trusts Qiao Lan 100%, Qiao Lan says it's good, then it's really good, Tan Mo puts down the tablet in her hand and goes to the bathroom, Qiao Lan then picks up the tablet, clicks on it and sees the video of the speech that hasn't been turned off yet.

It's a very good speech that Tan Mo searched for specifically.

Qiao Lan casually glanced at it, but just by looking at it a little more, Qiao Lan's eyes slowly widened.

It's too similar.

It's not even a resemblance, it's an exact match.

Tan Mo's tone of voice, the expression on his face, and even the occasional small movements of his hands and body were exactly the same as the man in the video.

Qiao Lan froze for a long moment and slammed the video off putting the tablet back on.

When Tan Mo came back, Qiao Lan pretended not to have found anything, and after a few words of casual conversation, said, "Why don't we do it again, I'll take another look."

Tan Mo has no doubts.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo, who could smile, frown and even gesture, and when Tan Mo went back to the dormitory, Qiao Lan practically ran back to the dormitory. She opened the book she had been carrying with her and found what she was looking for in just a few turns of the page.

"Those teens with Asperger's can take what they've learned from their theater classes and apply it to their daily lives by observing who is socially comfortable and mimicking what that person says and does."

"There are certainly other benefits to being a master mimic, to be able to live up to a teacher or one of the main characters on TV and thus make yourself a huge hit, but when a person with Asperger's uses mimicry and ostensibly acquires a certain amount of socialization, everything is fudged."

Others will no longer believe that they have difficulties with social understanding and empathy, and they will live in what they think is the most superficial world, recognizing it by their so-called "experience".

Qiao Lan closes the book and sits on the bed in a daze.

The mood was a little mixed.

If he hadn't realized it today, Qiao Lan would have had no idea that Tan Mo had such a talent for mimicry, but it's also possible that he's been exposed to this kind of training for a long time, and what's on display today is the result of his training.

Tan Mo never said anything, and Qiao Lan never found out, and if she hadn't watched that video once in a while today, Qiao Lan probably still wouldn't have found out anything.

Qiao Lan doesn't know if this is good or bad.

Qiao Lan has read the book in her hand several times, and there are many so-called "success stories" in the book, but what is success is actually just success in people's eyes.

Successful career, have a wife, children and friends, just like a normal person, can not see any difference, become many people envy life winner.

But what about behind the scenes.

Actually, they still don't know anything.

Not understanding love or friendship or even affection, they habitually deal with things by using all kinds of experiences they have seen in books and on TV or in life. When the wife gets angry, they don't think about why exactly, but use the simplest way - buying things and giving them away. Qiao Lan saw a case in the book where the wife asked her husband in desperation if he loved her or not, while her husband, who suffered from Asperger's, asked her with a look of indifference.

"Didn't I buy you a present?"

They don't know what love is, they only know "the way love is shown" by others.

It's scary.

This is not something Qiao Lan wants to see.

But thinking differently, imitation is what makes them more like normal people, makes other people like them and accept them, makes them fit into the society, even if it's fake, but what hugs them back is real.

It's tempting again.

So Qiao Lan doesn't know if this is good or bad.

She wanted other people to like Tan Mo too, but she didn't want her life to turn into an endless performance sometime in the future, even, even to her, and she couldn't tell if it was out of sincerity or habit.

What the hell are we going to do?

I couldn't think of anything, so I just dialed Tan Mo's video.

It took a while for the other side to pick up, and when it did, there was a flash of light before his eyes, and then a sudden white fog.

Qiao Lan : "...... Cell Phone Problems?"

"No", Tan Mo wiped the white mist on the camera with his hand, the picture was clear again, I don't know what's in the camera, but I still can't see Tan Mo's face, Qiao Lan looked closer to the camera for a long time, and then suddenly realized that she suddenly blushed.

Tan Mo is taking a bath.

The phone had been shoved in from outside by a roommate, and the bathroom was full of fog, instantly steaming the phone camera with a white mist.

Tan Mo wiped the camera dry and stood the phone on the washstand, which was not very high, so the camera happened to focus on Tan Mo's waistline.

Qiao Lan stared at Tan Mo's beautiful abs for a few seconds, and then found it hard to hold the phone in her hot hand.

Tan Mo was swaying around in the camera, Qiao Lan was afraid of accidentally capturing something even more inaccessible, such as the lower part of the room, so she tried to avert her eyes, but after she did so, she couldn't help but take a look, and when she looked at it again, Tan Mo had already put on her bathrobe and came out of the white misty bathroom.

With her beautiful abs in the way, Qiao Lan was ashamed to realize that she was actually a little disappointed.

Tan Mo realized that Qiao Lan seemed to be a bit quiet today. Usually, Qiao Lan would talk all the time while she was mainly responsible for listening, but today, Qiao Lan didn't say a word after the call was answered for a long time.

Glancing into the cell phone screen, he saw his beautiful girlfriend, her pale face very obviously colored with a layer of redness.

Tan Mo froze, then looked down as if something had occurred to him.

Usually a strong blind tease him, in fact, thin skin like a piece of paper.

Tan Mo thought of something and suddenly his heart was beating a little faster as he lowered his voice and said, "What month is today."

"September 19th," Qiao Lan replied dutifully, her eyes fluttering.

"What's today next month."

October 19th?

Qiao Lan froze before responding, "Your birthday."

"Eighteenth birthday."

"Ah."

"On this day next month, I'll be an adult."

Qiao Lan: ...... What, so what? What does it mean to be an adult, is that what she thinks it means?

But Tan Mo stops there and doesn't say anything, changing the subject without any embarrassment at all and asking her what she's doing now.

Qiao Lan now remembers what she just fretted about.

But I don't know how to talk about it.

No matter what Tan Mo does to other people, it's real to her, and just a few seconds before, Tan Mo expresses her thoughts and desires in a real and somewhat subtle way, which is a bit embarrassing, but it's not fake.

Maybe there's a compromise on this one.

Maybe Tan Mo is different from other people with Asperger's. The book says that most people with Asperger's don't even like anyone, but Tan Mo did.

Maybe Tan Mo can keep her heart and still look her best in front of her while learning about other people who have turned themselves into a normal person. And now that she has started to study psychology, she will be able to recognize whether Tan Mo is telling the truth or not, and as long as she doesn't get fooled over, there is a chance to salvage everything, isn't there?

Qiao Lan sighed silently and looked at Tan Mo in the camera and whispered, "Reading a book and thinking of you in the meantime."

"By the way?"

"You have to read a book without distractions, and I've already evened out half of it for thinking about you, so be content."

Tan Mo looked at the girl's face with a smirk and smiled.

Okay.

In fact, he had just stopped by in the shower... Thought about Qiao Lan for a moment.

But that's better left unsaid.

After hanging up the phone number, Qiao Lan searched the Internet for many books related to Asperger's, and then went to the Internet to search for titles and buy books; she had to know more about the disease to be able to do so.

Two days later, the Freshmen's Assembly was held and Tan Mo spoke on behalf of the freshmen.

Natural and funny speech, exquisite and deathless face, good and clear voice, this is indeed honor, Qiao Lan looked at the handsome appearance of her boyfriend in the big screen, the pride is unparalleled.

But when the pride was over, Qiao Lan realized something was wrong.

Tan Mo has been in front of all the freshmen this time, and those who knew about it before have learned about it, but those who didn't know about it now know about it.

The day after Tan Mo's speech, in the dormitory, Luo Man was soaking his feet and playing with his cell phone, talking to Qiao Lan and the others about what he had done for Mr. Ji Su today.

"I just went to the confession wall of our campus public number to confess to senior Ji Su, do you think the senior will see it."

"I don't know," the three replied neatly.

Luo Man sighed, "Forget it, let's just try to get into the club in a few days after the orientation, by the way Lanlan, I saw a few people confessing to you."

"Uh-huh." Qiao Lan didn't really care.

"And confessing to your boyfriend."

Qiao Lan : "Hmm... Hmm?"

"Super duper, turn two pages and there's one, er, another."

Qiao Lan touched the phone by the pillow, tapped on the public number, found the so-called confession wall, and just clicked on it to see the latest confession in the hot air.

[ah ah ah Tan Mo really good looking ah so like him ah ah]

[Future boyfriend, I hope you meet these points: 1. height 187, 2. looks 9.8 points or more, 3. high school entrance examination scores in ten provinces first, well, I'm talking about the Department of Mathematics Tan Mo, when my boyfriend!]

[Sister moving in, Tan Mo. Sister-brother love?]

Qiao Lan: ......

Is this really the highest school in the country? Shouldn't it be full of superb students? Shouldn't they treat handsome men like dirt and concentrate only on holy books?

And Tan Mo already has a girlfriend, okay?

Turns out that a little further down the page.

[ Tan Mo I don't care if you have a girlfriend, I'll wait for you to break up! ]

When I clicked on this confession, there was a string of people asking Tan Mo if he really had a girlfriend. Is his girlfriend pretty, etc.

Qiao Lan stares at her phone in silence for a long time before re-tapping on Tmall and quickly placing several orders.