What a blatant, brazen, and childish threat!

The homeroom teacher was shocked.

Would he be scared of this kind of elementary school student's threat?

After a moment of silence, the homeroom teacher went silent.

Yes.

The Affiliated High School was a very good school in the province. Its enrollment rate could be ranked in the top five schools. Every year, the top scorer of the college entrance examination would come from these top five schools.

There were many excellent students, such as Chen Yaoyang and Qiao Lan. But no matter what, they were different from Tan Mo. There was always a reason why they were called geniuses.

The homeroom teacher had taught so many students, but he had never met a student like Tan Mo who made the homeroom teacher feel that he couldn't teach. He couldn't teach. Tan Mo's knowledge had long surpassed the high school knowledge.

A student like this had a very, very high chance of becoming the top scorer of the college entrance examination next year.

Which teacher wouldn't be moved by a top scorer of the college entrance examination? Not to mention the final prize, the main thing was the honor.

Therefore, even if Tan Mo's threat was so childish, the homeroom teacher was still threatened.

Just because he changed seats, he might lose a good seedling, so he asked whether it was a loss or not.

Besides Tan Mo's threat, the homeroom teacher was also worried about something else.

Although Qiao Lan had just said that she definitely wasn't in a relationship with Tan Mo, Tan Mo's attitude revealed that he was trying to hide something. If the homeroom teacher still couldn't see through Tan Mo's thoughts, then he would be stupid.

Although the homeroom teacher was strict, he wasn't pedantic.

According to conventional thinking, dating in high school would definitely do more harm than good. Most students' grades would plummet because of dating, but there were exceptions. There were also examples of people who encouraged each other and ended up being excellent.

It was better not to interfere in this kind of situation. Interfering might backfire.

The homeroom teacher wasn't sure which type of relationship Tan Mo and Qiao Lan belonged to. He looked at the expressionless young man in front of him. He liked him and was angry at the same time. After thinking for a long time, he said, "If you and Qiao Lan want to continue sitting at the same table, that's fine. But there's a condition. You can't fall behind in grades."

"Okay," Tan Mo answered very quickly this time.

The homeroom teacher looked at Tan Mo suspiciously. Compared to Qiao Lan, he was more worried about Tan Mo. Who asked Tan Mo to say that he would not go to school if he was not allowed to sit at the same table as Qiao Lan?

"Then I'll believe you this once," the homeroom teacher said. Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly added, "Also, don't talk in class!"

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

It was entirely possible for him to remain silent. If he really had something to say, he could even pass a small note.

Tan Mo recalled the last time he and Qiao Lan exchanged notes. It seemed to have been more than a year ago.

He kind of missed it.

Hao Ying was scolded by the homeroom teacher because she had chased after Qiao Lan. The entire floor could hear the homeroom teacher's angry voice. In the end, when it was Tan Mo's turn, he entered the office steadily and walked out calmly. During the next Math class, the homeroom teacher asked Tan Mo to do some questions on the blackboard. After Tan Mo finished the questions, the homeroom teacher had a gratified smile on his face.

Regardless of whether Tan Mo and Qiao Lan were together or not, judging from the homeroom teacher's attitude, the students looked at Hao Ying with even more sympathy.

This was the ultimate difference between a bad student and a top student.

While the students were guessing the relationship between Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, the first monthly exam of the first semester of the twelfth year of high school came. Qiao Lan still held the throne of first place, but Tan Mo, who had just studied Biology for less than half a year, beat Chen Yaoyang to the second place.

Looking at Tan Mo's results, Qiao Lan suddenly felt that she had been a little too confident when she made the bet with Tan Mo. However, when she thought about the content of the bet between her and Tan Mo …

Actually, she was quite looking forward to what Tan Mo would ask for.

Tan Mo didn't stray from the topic for Literature this time. His results were even higher than Qiao Lan's, but he was a little worse in Biology. The young man was doing questions with a Biology exercise book. Qiao Lan was next to him teaching English to a boy in the class whose name she couldn't remember.

Tan Mo stared at a question and counted silently for 100 seconds. Qiao Lan still hadn't finished.

Tan Mo stopped looking. He picked up a pen and quickly drew a few strokes on the book. Then, he handed the book to Qiao Lan and said, "I don't know anymore."

The boy who came to Qiao Lan to ask for advice was stunned. Even Qiao Lan was stunned for a moment. It was probably because she never thought that Tan Mo would have something that he didn't know. She never thought that a genius would ask for advice from others.

Regardless of what the boy next to her was thinking, Qiao Lan was instantly interested.

She was going to explain to Tan Mo. She never thought that she would be able to be Tan Mo's teacher one day!

Qiao Lan finished explaining hastily to the boy next to her. Leaving the confused boy behind, she took the exercise book that Tan Mo handed over to her. She was full of motivation. "Which question?"

Tan Mo checked more than half of the questions on the entire page. He looked straight at Qiao Lan and said, "Many questions."

Qiao Lan scanned through the questions that were checked. They were indeed the key questions of this chapter. She took a pen and started explaining the questions to Tan Mo seriously.

Bai Yu, who was sitting behind them in a daze, looked at the smile on Tan Mo's face as he talked to Qiao Lan. She waited until dinner time to chat with Qiao Lan. "With your and Tan Mo's grades, both of you will be able to get into B major, right?"

Qiao Lan nodded. "If there are no accidents."

"Have you guys already agreed to apply to the same university?"

"No," Qiao Lan said. She didn't ask or think about it. She just felt that it should be like this.

Bai Yu smiled. "You don't have to ask. Tan Mo likes you so much. He will definitely go to the same university as you. There's no doubt about it."

Qiao Lan almost choked on her food. She hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no."

"What do you mean no?

He doesn't like you or doesn't want to go to the same university as you? "Bai Yu felt that Qiao Lan's eyes should be donated to someone who needed them.

In the past, because Tan Mo couldn't stand up, no one thought too much about it. But now that Tan Mo could stand up, everyone could tell that Tan Mo liked Qiao Lan.

He purposely gave up his scholarship to Qiao Lan because of his poor grades. Every day, he would bring breakfast and nutritional products for Qiao Lan. Every day, he would be a full-time physics teacher for Qiao Lan. When he saw other people, he would be expressionless. Only when he saw Qiao Lan would there be a smile on his face.

Another thing that Bai Yu would never forget was when Qiao Lan was almost taken away by Luo Nian. Tan Mo suddenly appeared at the school gate. At that time, she turned around and glanced at Tan Mo. The hostility on that young man's face was still terrifying to her.

If this didn't count as liking someone, then all the couples in the real world who had a romantic relationship were probably fake couples.

However, Qiao Lan was very certain. "It really isn't."

She had seen this paragraph when she was reading a book about Asperger's Disease.

People with Asperger's Disease generally suffered from a "love disorder." Experts believed that some people with Asperger's Disease had a higher IQ than the average person, but their EQ was much lower than the average person's. When it came to relationships, they were more like a child's blank slate.

That was why Qiao Lan was so sure that Tan Mo definitely didn't like her. He would rely on her to take care of her and protect her, but he wouldn't have any romantic feelings for her because Tan Mo didn't understand these things.

Experts said that people with Asperger's Disease would never understand what love was in their lifetime. Perhaps there were a very small number of people who did understand, but because they were born with emotional deficiencies, they were overly paranoid.

Their possessiveness was too strong. Because they were too infatuated with someone, it would cause countless troubles. Very few normal people could withstand this kind of love, and it would lead them to tragedy.

Qiao Lan sometimes wondered if Tan Mo was one of those people, but after observing for a long time, the final result was that he wasn't.

The Asperger's Disease group was a group of people who didn't know how to hide their emotions at all. All of their expressions were the most direct, but Qiao Lan hadn't seen a similar description from Tan Mo.

No matter how much Bai Yu didn't understand, Qiao Lan didn't tell her why.

Tan Mo had Asperger's Disease. For a secret like this, the fewer people who knew, the better. Tan Mo had worked hard to get rid of the ridicule and harassment, and he worked hard every day to be more like a normal person. It was already hard enough for Tan Mo.

There were only three days of holidays for the twelfth year of high school. After the three days, it was time for intense revision. In the middle of October, Tan Mo welcomed his seventeenth birthday.

"Sister Qiao Lan," whose mental age was already over twenty years old, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of guilt when she thought of the ultimate problem that she had been struggling with recently.

Tan Mo was only seventeen years old, and he was probably a few years younger when it came to relationships. What the hell was she thinking about every day? If Tan Mo knew about this, what would Tan Mo think?

Qiao Lan quivered and cleared the messy thoughts in her head. With a slightly embarrassed face, she said to Tan Mo, "Mo Mo, it's your birthday tomorrow. I'll take you to eat strawberry mousse cups. I found them by chance when we were shopping last time."

Tan Mo wouldn't correct Qiao Lan's "Mo Mo" anymore. When everyone else was calling him Tan Mo, Qiao Lan called him "Mo Mo", which seemed like a good idea.

But let's not talk about Mo Mo first. Tan Mo's eyes moved slightly. "Going shopping alone?"

How could she go shopping alone? Who was she going with? Was it a guy or a girl?

Could it be that Hao Ying …?

Qiao Lan timely interrupted Tan Mo's wild thoughts.

"With Bai Yu. There's a shopping mall over there, and there's a dessert shop next to the film studio. Her strawberry mousse is very delicious. You'll definitely like it."

Tan Mo's eyes returned to calmness. Although he hadn't eaten the strawberry mousse yet, he seemed to have already tasted a hint of sweetness.

Tan Mo looked at the girl's beautiful eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He softly said, "Okay," but his heart began to beat non-stop.

Could he treat this as a "date" between them?

Could he? Just don't let Qiao Lan know.

The night before his seventeenth birthday, Tan Mo was like all young boys and girls who had just fallen in love for the first time. He was extremely nervous about the "date" the next day, even more so than the average person.

Because he had never liked to go to those noisy shopping malls, he had never been full of expectations for tomorrow with a girl. He couldn't help but guess where they were going to go tomorrow, what they were going to eat, what they were going to talk about, and what they were going to wear.

Uncle Chen stood at the door and looked at Tan Mo, who was struggling to change his clothes. He was indescribably happy. After so many years, he finally saw Tan Mo have the youthful aura of a teenager.

Tan Mo nervously asked him if this outfit was good. Uncle Chen was so happy that he repeatedly praised it.

The next day, Tan Mo got up early and ate early. He was so nervous that he couldn't sit still until he finally saw the girl walking over from afar. She wasn't wearing a school uniform, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders. She was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

She was so beautiful.

Tan Mo couldn't help but think. When he looked again, he found that Qiao Lan was wearing a shirt that matched his color very closely.

Qiao Lan seemed to have also noticed that the two of them tacitly wore the same outfit. After a moment of surprise, the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

Her thoughts coincidentally collided with Tan Mo's.

Why was he so good-looking?