Chapter 62: Skeptical

When Tan Mo was here, Qiao Lan never thought he could beat Tan Mo, but now that Tan Mo is back, Qiao Lan looks at the biology he has just begun to study, and suddenly sees the possibility that he can beat Tan Mo in the exam.

Qiao Lan's bio is surprisingly good.

She used to be a liberal arts student, did not study biology, this life re-exposure, did not realize that she is actually so talented in biology, biology exams she can usually nearly full marks.

Not to say what will happen in the future, just the recent exams Qiao Lan is still very confident, looked at Tan Mo, who is seriously reading the biology book, Qiao Lan suddenly got interested, poked Tan Mo with his finger and said, "Momo, how about we make a bet?"

Tan Mo's face was stiffened by Qiao Lan's "Momo", and regardless of what Qiao Lan wanted to bet, her face remained expressionless, only that a few tangles could be seen in her eyes as she whispered, "... don't call Momo. Don't call Momo."

Originally Qiao Lan did not notice, she just casually called, now by Tan Mo pointed out, Qiao Lan also lowered his voice and laughed for a while before saying, "Auntie Chen calls you Momo every day, but I don't see that you won't let me call you that."

Can Auntie Chan be the same?

Tan Mo looked up at the class teacher who was in the middle of a lecture, he still had principles in his bones, such as you could not study or listen in class, but you could not talk.

However, if she was talking to Qiao Lan, Tan Mo decided to abandon her principle, and pressed her head down slightly before turning her head to continue, "Auntie Chen is an elder."

Qiao Lan pressed her head down a bit as well, there was a tall stack of books on the table and it pressed down just enough to block both of their heads, Qiao Lan winked, "Did you forget that I'm several months older than you."

Tan Mo: "......"

"You're not seventeen yet."

Tan Mo: "......"

He doesn't turn seventeen until next month, and Tan Mo begins to regret why he mentioned it, then decisively resurfaces to pick up where Qiao Lan left off, "What's the bet?"

Qiao Lan also raised his head and glanced towards the podium, the homeroom teacher was still enthusiastically continuing his lecture, blocking his face with his book he continued, "Forget about the first monthly exam, it's too close, I bet you'll never be able to get number one in the midterm exam."

Tan Mo looks at her with a smile, "Is the first one you?"

"Of course", I used to worry about Chen Yaoyang, but now I have nothing to worry about again.

Tan Mo looked at the biology book in front of him and thought about agreeing, "Sure, what's the bet."

Qiao Lan hadn't thought about it and asked Tan Mo, "What do you want to bet on?"

"Then when the midterm grades come out, whoever has the highest score will ask the other to do something."

"Even if I didn't have to bet, I'd say yes to anything you want me to do," Qiao Lan said, but in a voice so low Tan Mo didn't hear it, "What did you say."

"I said..."

After all, we were in a class, so it was not good to make too much noise, Qiao Lan could only come a little closer to repeat what she had just said, and when she was about to say something, Bai Yu behind her suddenly poked her with a pen.

Qiao Lan froze, and immediately prepared to turn around and ask Bai Yu what was wrong, only to realize that the class teacher's impassioned voice had disappeared, and as soon as she looked up, she was confronted with the class teacher's glaring round eyes.

"Qiao Lan Tan Mo, did you have a nice chat?"

The homeroom teacher bellowed, "Thump, thump, thump," jabbing his finger at the board, "Class, look at the board, look at me! The board is here!"

Not in the face of the table! Don't you have to listen to the class if you get good grades? Can you hold on to first place this time? How dare you?

Tan Mo never listens in class, and the teachers are so used to it that they realize that it is a waste of time for this kid to listen in class, so Tan Mo reads other books in class and the teachers absolutely don't care.

But do not listen to the class can not chat in class chat so forgetful, so many students around not listening to always look at him two body.

As soon as the homeroom teacher yelled, the eyes of the whole class brushed and poked at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, with meaningful expressions, poking Qiao Lan's ears suddenly a little hot.

The classroom teacher had been working with students for years and instantly realized something was wrong.

Not from Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, but from the students next to them.

The class teacher found out a long time ago, as long as the class look at the object, or have not had time to look at the object of a little bit of seedling, the teachers do not know but the students next to them absolutely know, sometimes they point the name of the two people, around the expression of the other students are absolutely very dramatic, some bold will also be uproarious.

Today, Qiao Lan and Tan Mo were caught talking in class, and although there was no uproar, the class teacher was instantly alerted by the look in the eyes of everyone around them.

The attitude of the homeroom teacher towards good and bad students is simply different, especially for the top students like Qiao Lan and Tan Mo. The homeroom teacher stared at the two of them in silence for a long time and said, "Come to my office after class."

Said and added, "Qiao Lan first."

Qiao Lan, Tan Mo : "......"

As soon as class was over, the homeroom teacher acted as if she had suddenly put some sort of authentication on the two, not to mention the other students who were chattering and discussing, even Bai Yu felt that something was not right.

Bai Yu ran over and followed Qiao Lan out of the classroom and asked her, "What are you two talking about in class?"

"Betting on who scores higher on the midterm exams", Qiao Lan was so tired that she didn't know what to say.

Bai Yu: "Why are you two so close for a bet? And you don't know how long the homeroom teacher stood on the podium staring at you two!"

Qiao Lan: "......"

Bai Yu glanced back towards Hao Ying's side of the classroom, right into Hao Ying's eyes, and immediately felt a little pity for this buddy, and then returned his gaze to Qiao Lan's face, and then moved down to see the jade pendant on Qiao Lan's neck, and if he had held himself back from asking at the very beginning, he couldn't hold back at this moment.

She witnessed Qiao Lan's red eyes when she cried on the day Tan Mo came back. Qiao Lan is usually a person with little mood swings, so that time it really scared Bai Yu, and then after that, not only did she see Qiao Lan crying, but she also saw Qiao Lan letting Tan Mo wipe her tears.

Though two people who are both good looking would look better together, how that action looks ambiguous.

Thinking about the number of times Qiao Lan had unconsciously brought up Tan Mo in the dormitory recently, Bai Yu took a deep breath and said, "Lanlan, really, let me ask you something."

"Ask."

"Do you... You like Tan Mo, huh?"

Qiao Lan was silent for a long time before he whispered, "Is it that obvious?"

Crap! Bai Yu almost jumped up from his chair, "Really?"

"No, no, no," Qiao Lan hastily waved her hand, and after saying no, she felt that it was wrong again, her delicate brows knitted together, and after a long half day of tangling, she said, "Actually, I don't know either."

She really didn't know.

When Qiao Lan couldn't help but think about Tan Mo after she left for the US, Qiao Lan sensed something was wrong, but when she thought about it more deeply, it didn't seem to be.

Ask her if she likes Tan Mo, yes, of course she does, and if she doesn't, why does she still want him and want to take care of him.

But there are so many kinds of likes. Friends, family, all of them. What does she like about Tan Mo? Family, friends, all of them. Is there that kind of liking?

Sometimes Qiao Lan feels it's there, sometimes she doesn't. Sometimes when she looks into Tan Mo's eyes, her heart suddenly beats faster, like after being called out by a teacher, she feels a ghost in her heart and her ears are burning, at such times, Qiao Lan feels it's there.

But most of the time, Qiao Lan didn't. She looked into Tan Mo's beautiful hazel eyes and didn't even think twice about it.

Qiao Lan thought about it for several days and finally figured out what it all boiled down to, because from the beginning, she didn't seem to see Tan Mo as a member of the opposite sex, she took care of him because he was once her favorite character in the book, and later on, she pitied him because of his pitifulness, and Tan Mo was the most special being to her.

So she generally doesn't feel anything when she's dealing with Tan Mo, but once Tan Mo reveals some of his male charms, Qiao Lan suddenly breaks through the barrier and becomes a little flushed.

So when Bai Yu asks her if she likes Tan Mo or not, Qiao Lan really doesn't know.

But there's a saying that when you start obsessing about whether you like someone or not, you've actually liked them a long time ago.

When we went to the homeroom teacher's office, the homeroom teacher was the only one in the office and pointed to the seat in front for Qiao Lan to sit before saying, "Do you know why the teacher is looking for you?"

"I know", Qiao Lan said, "I'm sorry teacher, I won't talk in class anymore."

Classroom teacher: ... It's a good attitude to admit your mistake, but it's all a minor issue.

"Know wrong on good", the class teacher to their most appreciated students really can not be like scolding Hao Ying, as such, simply can not scold out, coughing before continuing, "In addition to this, there is what, you and Tan Mo how to go on?"

Qiao Lan: "... Teacher, we have nothing to do..."

"Your grades are all very good, the teacher is still very assured of you, but in the end your age is still small, and now is the third year of high school, to talk about love can wait until after the college entrance exams, and later on go to the university and then talk about it properly, now to talk about love is a waste of time. Your grades are outstanding, work hard and you can definitely get into the top two universities in China, then you can talk about whatever you want, the teacher will definitely not control you..."

... You are thinking too far ahead, teacher.

Qiao Lan was still struggling with her feelings for Tan Mo, she didn't understand anything at all, and Tan Mo didn't understand anything at all. Qiao Lan seriously assured her homeroom teacher, "Teacher, there's nothing wrong with us, there's nothing wrong with us, there's nothing wrong with us... We're not in love. Teacher, you've got it all wrong."

The homeroom teacher looked at Qiao Lan with very skeptical eyes, "Really?"

"Really."

The homeroom teacher was silent for a long time, "Never mind, you go back first and let Tan Mo come in."

When Tan Mo entered the office, the homeroom teacher and Tan Mo stared at each other in silence for a long time before the homeroom teacher spoke, "Your teacher is very happy that you are able to stand up and come back to school."

So what, Tan Mo looks at the homeroom teacher in silence.

The homeroom teacher's brain ached, she had just been talking so happily with Qiao Lan, but now she was acting like a mute, but remembering the words of the old man who took care of Tan Mo when she first took over the class, she suppressed her temper again.

"Teacher asked you to come here, mainly because of what happened between you and Qiao Lan."

"Oh," Tan Mo mentally shuddered, he was very much enjoying it now, even enjoying the fact that someone had listed his name alongside Qiao Lan's, even if it meant being named by the teacher in class.

Class Teacher: ...... It's been known for a while that Tan Mo is hard to communicate with, but this is too hard!

Frowning in thought, the homeroom teacher said, "Teacher thought about it, you both have such good grades and are both well-balanced, so if you sit separately, you can help some of the students with relatively poor grades, so..."

Why don't you two stop sitting at the same table...

The words were coldly interrupted by the teenager.

"No."

The homeroom teacher frowned, the heart that had just been calmed down by Qiao Lan instantly hung up, "Reasons"

Because he only wanted to sit with her, but Tan Mo didn't want to talk about it and refused to answer the classroom teacher's question.

The homeroom teacher wrinkled her eyebrows, "If you don't tell me why, you'll change your seat right away."

Tan Mo pursed her lips and said after a moment of silence, "If I change my seat, then I won't come."