My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

He seems to never tire of saying the same things.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

Before Lin Mo could speak, Gu Fan, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand Zhou Wenhao's attitude anymore. "Hey Zhou, you're just a little better at studying, what are you pretending for?"

"Being good at studying is awesome."

Zhou Wenhao's eyes gleamed with smugness. "If you're so capable, why don't you study hard too?"

Gu Fan rolled up his sleeves, striking a fighting pose. "You're really like an old man in a cradle, why are you pretending to be a grandson in front of me?"

"you……"

Faced with Gu Fan, a man who would start a fight at the slightest provocation, Zhou Wenhao felt a sense of frustration, like a scholar encountering a soldier.

Lin Mo pulled Gu Fan back, her gaze falling on Zhou Wenhao, "Are your grades very good?"

"nonsense!"

Zhou Wenhao shook the armband on his left arm. "Otherwise, do you think just anyone can be the class monitor?"

"Class monitor? No wonder."

A smile appeared on Zhou Wenhao's face, but before he could say anything, Lin Mo's voice rang out, "What a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

Lin Mo looked him up and down. "It's a pity he's ugly."

Zhou Wenhao's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and he trembled with rage.

Gu Fan slapped the table and laughed loudly, "Brilliant!"

"Insightful? I think you're just a fart spouterer!"

Seeing that Zhou Wenhao still dared to mock him, Gu Fan raised his fist and said, "You want a beating, huh?"

Zhou Wenhao didn't dare to confront Gu Fan directly. He raised an eyebrow and smiled maliciously, "What's the use of being good-looking? You can't eat it."

"Who said that?"

Gu Fan looked at him with disdain. "Zhou Wenhao, aren't you the class monitor? How come you don't even know the phrase 'a feast for the eyes'?"

"You two really are the hidden talents of our class. Is the phrase 'beauty that's pleasing to the eye' used to describe boys?"

Gu Fan slammed his hand on the table. "I'll describe it however I want. Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

Zhou Wenhao didn't argue with Gu Fan, but stared at Lin Mo with hostility, "Dare to compare your grades with mine?"

"Comparing academic performance?"

Before Lin Mo could speak, Gu Fan laughed sarcastically, "Are you out of your mind?"

Zhou Wenhao scoffed, "Scared?"

Gu Fan scoffed, "Why don't you compete with Brother Mo in singing, dancing, rapping, or basketball?"

Zhou Wenhao was too lazy to waste time arguing with Gu Fan. "Lin Mo, just tell me if you dare to compete or not?"

Gu Fan nudged Lin Mo with his leg under the table and whispered, "Don't fall for this guy's tricks. He's always been first in the class. There's no need for us to make things difficult for him."

Lin Mo patted Gu Fan on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.

next second.

He looked up at Zhou Wenhao, "How do we compete?"

Gu Fan: "..."

have to.

All that talk was for nothing!

"Simple."

Zhou Wenhao was overjoyed. "Compare the scores from the mock exam."

"anything else?"

"Gone."

"Since it's a bet, there should be a penalty, right?"

"of course."

Seeing Lin Mo willingly jump into the trap he had dug, Zhou Wenhao's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. "If you lose, you can't say a single word to An Youyu before the college entrance exam, not even a greeting."

"No."

Lin Mo shook his head and refused, "You're the one who wanted to compete with me, so I should be the one to decide the punishment."

"Okay, then you name the punishment."

Zhou Wenhao didn't care about anything else. As long as he could win, he had plenty of ways to embarrass Lin Mo in public.

Lin Mo lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Whoever loses has to shout three times in front of the whole class that they like boys."

"Brother Mo, are you crazy?"

Upon hearing this punishment, Gu Fan hurriedly grabbed Lin Mo, "What are you comparing grades with Zhou Wenhao for? Have you lost your mind?"

Upon hearing the punishment Lin Mo specified, Zhou Wenhao's mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin. Fearing Lin Mo might go back on his word, he hurriedly said, "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Whoever reneges is a coward."

"Row."

Lin Mo waved his hand, "If there's nothing else, hurry up and leave, don't linger."

Zhou Wenhao was stunned. "Why?"

"It makes you feel nauseous."

Zhou Wenhao's smile froze instantly. "Just wait, you'll have your day!"

After uttering those harsh words, he turned and stormed off.

Gu Fansheng sighed dejectedly, looking up at the sky, "Brother Mo, what are you really thinking?"

"Want to hear the truth or lies?"

What is a lie?

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Effort can only get you a passing grade, but you can only excel by working your hardest. If you're not tough on yourself, you'll never know where your limits are."

Gu Fan curled his lip, "The truth?"

Lin Mo put down his pen. "Looking for excitement."

"..."

Gu Fan's lips twitched. "Then you need to find a suitable person. Zhou Wenhao's total score in the last unified exam was close to 700. This is a losing proposition!"

Lin Mo remained calm. "Defeated? Gu Fan, nothing in this world is certain; it's just a matter of probability."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Gu Fan simply gave up the idea of ​​trying to persuade him, picked up his schoolbag and stood up, saying, "I'm leaving. Good luck."

……

Summer evenings are beautiful; the sky isn't dark, but rather has a faint blue hue.

In the distance, the mountains, bathed in the setting sun, resembled a girl blushing with shyness.

school entrance.

After leaving the school gate, Lin Mo stopped.

A dozen meters away, a beautiful figure stood under the willow tree. Who else could it be but An Youyu?

A look of surprise flashed across Lin Mo's eyes, and he quickly stepped forward. "Waiting for me?"

An Youyu gathered her wind-blown hair and said, "Lin Mo, I'm not joking with you today. I'm serious."

"What?"

"I don't want to apply to the same university as you."

Hearing this again, Lin Mo frowned. "Could you tutor me in math tomorrow?"

"Ugh?"

An Youyu looked surprised and repeated her words, "I don't want to apply to the same university as you."

Lin Mo acted as if he hadn't heard him. "The tutoring is settled for tomorrow. Come on, I'll take you home."

"You..."

Lin Mo's glance made An Youyu stop talking abruptly.

The courage she had painstakingly mustered vanished in an instant; the aloofness on her face faded, and she reverted to her usual shy and timid demeanor.

"No, you don't need to deliver it."

An Youyu lowered her head and left, with Lin Mo following behind, his steps firm.

Under the sunset.

Their shadows grew longer and longer, yet the distance between them grew ever closer...

Chapter 7 Alzheimer's Disease?

outside the community.

An Youyu stopped and turned to look at Lin Mo, who had been following her all the way. "I've arrived. You should go back now."

"Meet me here tomorrow morning."

Lin Mo said something briefly, then turned and left.

An Youyu watched Lin Mo's receding figure, her eyes rippling with emotion.

But when she thought about what the teacher had said today, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

It seems I haven't kept my promise to the teacher...

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Back home, Lin Mo's bottom had barely touched the sofa when, a second later, he heard his mother's questioning voice.