Chapter 63: Dating

What an obviously blunt and wild but childish threat!

The classroom teacher was shocked.

Could he be intimidated by such schoolboy threats?

After a few moments of silence, the homeroom teacher went silent.

Will.

The attached middle school is the province is very good, the promotion rate can rank the top five schools, and every year's high school students, if not accidentally are out of the top five of these schools.

There are a lot of talented students, like Chen Yaoyang, Qiao Lan, etc. They are all very good, but no matter what, they are not the same as Tan Mo, and there is always a reason why they can be called geniuses.

The classroom teacher has never met a student like Tan Mo, who makes the teacher feel that she can't teach him or her, and she can't, because Tan Mo's knowledge has already exceeded the knowledge of high school.

A student like that has a very, very good chance of being next year's top student.

A top student, what teacher wouldn't be impressed, not to mention the final prize, but the main honor.

So even though Tan Mo's threat was so childish, the classroom teacher was threatened.

Just because you change seats, you might lose a good candidate. Ask me if it's a loss.

And in addition to Tan Mo's threats, the classroom teacher was worried about something else.

Although Qiao Lan had just said that she was definitely not in a relationship with Tan Mo, but with Tan Mo's attitude, the homeroom teacher would be stupid if she couldn't tell what Tan Mo was thinking.

The homeroom teacher was strict, but not pedantic.

According to conventional thinking, relationships in high school do more harm than good, most students fall in love because of the academic performance of the fall, but there are exceptions, there are also examples of mutual encouragement in the end are very good.

It's better to stay out of this situation, because it might backfire.

Tan Mo and Qiao Lan exactly belong to which kind, the class teacher is not sure, he looked at the expressionless teenager in front of him, both like and angry, after thinking for a long time before saying, "You and Qiao Lan if you want to continue to sit at the same table, you can, but there is a requirement, the grades absolutely can not fall."

"Good," Tan Mo answered quickly this time.

The homeroom teacher looks at Tan Mo with skepticism, he is more worried about Tan Mo than Qiao Lan, who made Tan Mo say the horrible statement that "if he is not allowed to sit at the same table with Qiao Lan, he won't go to school".

"Then I'll believe you for once," the homeroom teacher said, and then hastily added in a stern voice as if remembering, "And no more talking in class!"

"Got it," Tan Mo agreed quickly this time.

It was perfectly possible to do so without talking, and if he really had something to say, he could pass little notes.

Tan Mo remembered the last time she and Qiao Lan passed notes, which seemed to be more than a year ago.

Kind of miss it.

Hao Ying was scolded by the homeroom teacher for chasing after Qiao Lan, and the teacher's fury could be heard throughout the floor; as a result, when it came to Tan Mo, she went into the office steadily and walked out lightly, and when the homeroom teacher asked Tan Mo to go up to the blackboard to do a problem in the next math class, the homeroom teacher had a pleased smile on her face after Tan Mo had done the problem.

Regardless of whether Tan Mo Qiao Lan is together or not, but just from the attitude of the class teacher, the students look at Hao Ying's expression suddenly more sympathetic.

It's the ultimate gap between a schoolboy and a schoolteacher.

While the students were speculating about the relationship between Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, the first monthly exam of the first semester of the senior year, Qiao Lan was still sitting at the top of the grade, but Tan Mo, who had just studied biology for half a year, pressed Chen Yaoyang to take the second place.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo's results and thought that she was a bit too confident when she bet with Tan Mo, but then she thought about the content of her bet with Tan Mo.

She was actually looking forward to what Tan Mo would ask for.

Tan Mo didn't run out of questions in language this time and got a higher grade than Qiao Lan, but he was a bit worse in biology. The teenager was working on the questions in his biology exercise book, while next to him Qiao Lan was teaching English to a certain boy in the class whose name he couldn't remember.

Tan Mo had been staring at a question for a hundred seconds, and Qiao Lan hadn't finished.

Tan Mo stopped looking, picked up a pen and made a few quick strokes on the book, passing the book in front of Qiao Lan, "Not anymore."

The boy who approached Qiao Lan for advice froze, and even Qiao Lan froze for a rare moment, probably because he had never thought that Tan Mo would also be unable to understand something, or that a genius would also ask for advice.

Whatever the boy next to her thought, Qiao Lan was instantly interested.

She never thought she would be able to teach Tan Mo one day!

Qiao Lan finished two or three sentences hastily to the boy next to him, leaving a confused certain boy to take the exercise book Tan Mo handed him, motivated, "Which course?"

Tan Mo checked off a large portion of a full page of questions and looked straight at Qiao Lan, "A lot of them."

Qiao Lan swept through the questions with checkmarks, and they were indeed the key points of the chapter, so she took a pen and seriously explained the questions to Tan Mo.

Bai Yu, who was sitting in the back and fuming, watched the smile on Tan Mo's face when he was talking to Qiao Lan, and chatted with Qiao Lan when we were waiting for dinner, "With your grades and Tan Mo's, you'll both be able to go to b university by then, right?"

Qiao Lan nods, "No surprises there."

"Is this your agreement to enroll in the same college already?"

"No," Qiao Lan said, without asking or thinking about it.

Bai Yu smiled, "No need to ask, Tan Mo likes you so much, she will definitely go to the same university as you, no way."

Qiao Lan almost choked on a mouthful of rice and hastily waved her hands, "No no no."

"What no? Didn't like you or didn't want to go to the same college as you?" Bai Yu thinks Qiao Lan's eyes can be donated to the needy,

In the past, because Tan Mo couldn't stand up, people wouldn't think much about it, but now that Tan Mo is standing up, and looking back on the past, everyone can tell that Tan Mo likes Qiao Lan.

He intentionally fails in his exams and gives the scholarship to Qiao Lan, brings Qiao Lan breakfast and nutritious food every day, is Qiao Lan's full-time physics teacher, and is expressionless when he meets other people, but only has a smile on his face when he sees Qiao Lan.

What Bai Yu can never forget is when Qiao Lan was almost taken away by Luo Nian, Tan Mo suddenly appeared in front of the school, at that time she looked back at Tan Mo, the hostility on the teenager's face, which still makes her feel terrible.

If that's not liking, then 90 to 90 percent of couples in reality are afraid to be fake couples.

But Qiao Lan is pretty sure, "It really isn't."

She was reading that book on Asperger's when she came across this passage--

People with Asperger's generally suffer from "love disorder", experts believe that some people with Asperger's have an IQ far higher than ordinary people, but their emotional quotient is far lower than ordinary people, and in terms of feelings, they are more like a child's blank.

That's why Qiao Lan is so sure that Tan Mo will never like him, he will rely on her to take care of her and protect her, but he will not like her as a man or a woman, because Tan Mo doesn't understand that.

Experts say that people with Asperger's will never know what love is in their ultimate life, and maybe a very small percentage will, but are overly paranoid because of their natural emotional defects. Possessiveness is too strong, and countless troubles arise because of too much infatuation with one person. Few normal people can stand this kind of love, which leads to tragedy.

Qiao Lan sometimes wondered if Tan Mo could be a very small part of this, but after a long time of observation, she finally got the result that it wasn't.

The Asperger's group, a group that doesn't hide its emotions at all, is all about visualization, but Qiao Lan hadn't seen anything like that from Tan Mo.

Even if Bai Yu didn't understand, Qiao Lan didn't tell her why.

Tan Mo suffers from Asperger's, and the fewer people who know such a secret, the better. It's hard enough for Tan Mo to get rid of the taunts and □□□□, and it's hard enough for Tan Mo to work so hard every day to make himself more like a normal person.

The eleventh vacation of the senior year is only three short days, and after three days it's tightly

Tan Mo celebrated his seventeenth birthday in mid-October.

Qiao Lan Sister", whose mental age had already passed twenty, remembered the ultimate question she had been struggling with lately, and suddenly developed an indescribable sense of guilt.

Tan Mo is only seventeen years old and probably a few years younger when it comes to relationships, what the hell is she thinking about all day long and how would Tan Mo feel if she knew about it.

With a jolt of excitement, Qiao Lan cleared her head of the chaotic stuff and stiffened a slightly embarrassed face to Tan Mo, "Momo, tomorrow is your birthday, let me take you to eat strawberry mousse cups, I found them occasionally when I was shopping last time."

Tan Mo doesn't bother correcting Qiao Lan's "Momo" anymore, and it seems nice that Qiao Lan calls him "Momo" when everyone calls him Tan Mo.

But forget Momo for a moment, Tan Mo's eyes twinkle, "Going shopping alone?"

How can you go shopping alone? Who are you shopping with, a boy or a girl? Could it be that Hao Ying?

Qiao Lan broke Tan Mo's imagination at the right time.

"With Bai Yu, there's a mall over there, there's a dessert store next to the movie city, her strawberry mousse is especially good, you'll love it."

Tan Mo's eyes regained their composure, and although she hadn't yet eaten the strawberry mousse, she seemed to feel the slightest hint of sweetness.

Tan Mo looked at the girl's beautiful eyes, lips shallowly raised a smile, gently said "good", but his heart began to beat non-stop.

Could he consider this a "date" between them.

It's okay, right? Just don't let Qiao Lan know.

The night before her seventeenth birthday, Tan Mo, for the first time, was as nervous about her "date" the next day as any teenage girl would be, if not more so.

Because he never liked going to those crowded and noisy business districts, never waited with anticipation for tomorrow with a girl who couldn't stop guessing about where they were going to go, what they were going to eat, what they were going to say, and what they were going to wear tomorrow.

Uncle Chen stood in the doorway and watched Tan Mo who was tangled up in changing clothes, his heart was indescribably happy, how many years had passed since he finally saw Tan Mo with the youthfulness of a teenager.

Tan Mo asked him apprehensively if the outfit was good, but Uncle Chen happily praised it as very good and it looked good on everything.

Waking up early the next day after an early dinner, Tan Mo fidgeted nervously until she finally saw the girl walking from afar, not wearing a school uniform, her long hair draped over her shoulders, so pretty that she couldn't take her eyes off of her.

She's so pretty.

Tan Mo couldn't help but think about it, and when he looked again, he realized that Qiao Lan was wearing a shirt and pants that were very similar to his color scheme.

Qiao Lan also seems to have noticed the two tacitly bumping into each other's shirts, and after a moment's surprise, the tips of her ears quietly flushed red again.

The mind butts up against Tan Mo.

How he is so good looking.