My roommate is finally back to normal

Gao Boxin nodded in satisfaction, then looked back at Uncle Lin.

Under the oppression of Gao Boxin's eyes, Uncle Lin couldn't say anything to refute on the spot.

But Tong Mo knew that his mobile phone would be bombarded by news from the family group soon.

Every elder must try his best to dissuade him from going home by bicycle.

Tong Mo didn't want to add trouble to himself at the moment, so he put the family group matter behind him first.

After Uncle Lin left, he began to enjoy his dinner with peace of mind.

He put a piece of fish in the bowl, tasted it, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Gao Boxin was not in a hurry to eat, but just sat across from him and watched him quietly.

Tong Mo looked up at Gao Boxin, recalled the scene just now, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so considerate of elders."

"It's just getting used to it," Gao Baixin said nonchalantly, "If you grow up troublesome people who are not your biological parents, you will also subconsciously set the goal not to trouble anyone when you grow up."

Gao Boxin paused after finishing speaking, looked at Tong Mo and said, "But in my opinion, you are similar to me, and you grew up troublesome to others, right?"

Tong Mo was taken aback.

Before he could say anything, Gao Boxin said again: "I didn't mean to pry into your privacy, it's just my personal guess. If I guess wrong, I apologize to you."

"You guessed it right," Tong Mo nodded, "I did trouble other people to grow up."

Gao Boxin glanced at Tong Mo, but he didn't see any displeasure in Tong Mo.

Tong Mo picked up another piece of fish and put it into his mouth. After tasting it carefully, he curled his lips and said with a smile, "It's really delicious."

Gao Boxin pointed to the dishes on the table, and said awkwardly: "If you think it tastes good, eat more."

Tong Mo said hello and smiled again.

Today they had dinner before going to the study room. It was two hours before Gao Boxin returned home before dark, so the tutoring time seemed to be extended a lot.

Same as yesterday, Tong Mo cut a plate of fruit and put it on the table.

Although he knew that Gao Boxin might not necessarily eat it, he still had to be polite.

Then he planned to go back to his room and change into something more homely.

As soon as Tong Mo put down the fruit and turned around, he was stopped by Gao Boxin.

"Can I give you a suggestion?" Gao Boxin looked at him seriously.

"Tell me." Tong Mo also listened carefully.

"I'll be at your house from now on, can you not take a bath?" Gao Boxin held back the words in a deep voice for a while.

Tong Mo felt that his intelligence was often not enough in front of Gao Boxin, and he was stunned for a long time before he could ask, "Why?"

"Save our reading time," Gao Boxin finished buffering, and the words were obviously sorted out, "Also, don't be in a hurry, do you have to take a shower when the guests are here?"

Tong Mo thought for a while, then nodded: "OK."

He went back to the desk and sat down again, but seeing Gao Boxin sitting upright, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression of relief, followed by the topic of not letting him take a bath, is simply unimaginable.

Although Tong Mo promised not to take a bath, he was really uncomfortable in the school uniform he had worn all day at home, so he excused himself to go back to the room without reading a few pages.

Gao Boxin saw him reappear in the study wearing cotton home clothes, with four words in his eyes - "So it is".

"When I was in school, why didn't I realize that you were so particular about your clothes?" Gao Boxin said as if talking to himself.

Tong Mo looked at him: "The school has requirements for clothing. You must wear school uniforms on Mondays, and your usual clothes should not be too casual. What's wrong with relaxing at home?"

"There's nothing wrong, and I think it's fine." Gao Baixin glanced at the position of Tong Mo's neck, and pointed with a pen, "It would be more perfect if the collar was pulled up a bit."

Tong Mo lowered his head, and the pen in Gao Boxin's hand just touched the bottom of his neck, touched it quickly and took it back.

Tong Mo found that what Gao Boxin poked was his collarbone protruding from the open neckline.

He has a thin body, and his collarbone is already delicate and obvious, which is accentuated by the thin fabric of his home clothes.

Tong Mo unhappily buttoned up the button of his home clothes.

"Are you from the old era?" Although Tong Mo did as he did, he still couldn't help expressing his dissatisfaction.

But Gao Boxin did not refute, and seemed to accept his evaluation frankly.

Tong Mo didn't take a shower in front of him, and buttoned up all the buttons according to his own request, Gao Boxin finally didn't look so awkward.

But once Tong Mo got a little closer to him when he was talking about the topic, Gao Boxin would immediately act strange again.

Even though Tong Mo didn't do anything at all, at most, when Gao Boxin couldn't understand the topic, he went over and explained it in detail a few times.

And the distance between them is just the distance between the deskmates when they are in the classroom during the day.

Moving the same distance to the study room, the table is no longer divided into two, and the chairs can be moved as close together as possible. The sense of distance seems to be gone. Tong Mo thinks this is helpful for tutoring.

Gao Boxin always proves by himself: "No matter what the situation is, don't get too close to me, otherwise I will lose my nerve."

At first, Tong Mo would reflect on himself, whether he was really too close to Gao Boxin.

But later he discovered that Gao Boxin's inexplicable reaction did not lie in what he had really done, but that Gao Boxin's head really looked different from other people's.

Gao Boxin's awkwardness even affected him, making him unable to speak at ease.

After Gao Boxin interrupted his lecture several times, Tong Mo became rebellious.

The more Gao Boxin seemed to care, the more he wanted to tease Gao Boxin.

Of course, the premise of being funny is that you can't really make Gao Boxin angry.

Otherwise, if the two really fight, Tong Mo is sure that he will not be Gao Boxin's opponent.

He just wants to attack when Gao Boxin is trying to shrink back.

Gao Boxin leaned back as far as possible, his back was already pressed against the back of the chair, but Tong Mo wanted to lean forward and held the book on Gao Boxin's face.

Tong Mo felt that talking to Gao Boxin at such a close distance seemed to make Gao Boxin's breath stop.

I don't know if the heating in the study room is turned up a bit, Gao Boxin will start to blush after sitting for a long time.

Tong Mo basically felt relieved.

He sat back again, sat upright on the chair, and made a surprise check on what he had just explained.

Gao Boxin was left speechless by the question, so he could only quickly adjust his awkward mood, and buried his head on the table to take notes attentively.

Gao Boxin was subjected to such a surprise inspection several times by him, and it seemed that he was finally immune to his approach.

The efficiency of tutoring has improved by leaps and bounds since then.

After a period of tutoring, Gao Boxin's progress was obvious. At least he could understand the teacher's lectures at this stage, and he basically didn't make mistakes when he was asked to stand up and answer questions.

The teacher always praised Gao Boxin for his rapid progress, and at the same time praised Tong Mo incidentally.

"Students who maintain their excellence are also willing to help others. This is how students should help each other and make progress together." The teacher said.

Gao Boxin sat on the seat and nodded: "That's right."

Tong Mo glanced at Gao Boxin, thinking that "helping each other" is right, but he hasn't mentioned the place where he needs Gao Boxin's help. I don't know if Gao Boxin will be so happy at that time.

In physical education class, they always let you rest and I exercise mine, and the boundaries between the two are very clear.

Gao Boxin knew that Tong Mo didn't like sports, so he would never drag Tong Mo with him.

Tong Mo was sitting on the grass drinking mineral water, watching Gao Boxin's figure running and jumping flexibly on the court, and cooperating closely with his teammates, his eyes were full of envy.

This is a world he has never been exposed to.

A strange but yearning world.

After the physical education class was over, they followed the end of the class of seven students and walked slowly towards the classroom.

Passing by the school bulletin board, a group of senior high school students were discussing something enthusiastically in front of the board, and the students of class seven also stopped to listen for a while.

I heard Dong Jiajia asked excitedly: "Really? Can our sophomore girls also participate? Is it only for girls or boys can also participate?"

After getting a definite answer, Dong Jiajia immediately ran back to the classroom ecstatically.

After a while, Tong Mo and Gao Boxin heard the whole story.

"Senior senior students organize a culinary competition. The content of the competition is to make special lunch boxes and bring them to the school for the competition. The winning students will be issued honorary certificates, and they can also add glory to the file." Dong Jiajia said standing on the podium , "I have already asked, we high school sophomores can also participate, and it is not limited to men and women, everyone who is good at cooking can prepare to participate in the competition!"

As soon as Dong Jiajia announced the news, the classroom erupted immediately.

These male students who were noisy and actively participated in the discussion may not all want to participate in the competition, but without exception they are very interested in the competition process.

Most of the contestants are girls, and they are all girls with excellent cooking skills. It must be possible to discover a lot of ingenious talents from the female students who usually do not show their talents.

They all encouraged and secretly looked forward to the female classmates they knew.

"I heard that after the selection of the entries, you can give them to others. Maybe this can be used as a confession tool. How can you miss such a good opportunity?" There are even such rumors that gradually spread.

There are far more spectators looking forward to this game than the contestants.

Tong Mo himself has nothing to do with cooking, but when it comes to "excellent cooking", he can vote for Gao Boxin.

After eating with Gao Boxin these days, he realized that Gao Boxin was being modest when he said that he could only cook home-cooked food.

He didn't realize that Gao Boxin didn't know how to cook any dishes that Uncle Lin brought over, he just rolled up his sleeves without blinking and started to cook.

And his knife skills are also very good. When he has plenty of time, he can carve flowers for some dishes, and the dishes are very beautiful.

Not to mention the taste.

Tong Mo has followed his parents in many prestigious restaurants since he was a child, and has seen the skills of many top chefs.

Tong Mo felt that if he insisted on pointing out Gao Boxin's deficiencies, it would probably be because the presentation was simple, and this was only because Gao Boxin didn't put too much thought into the design.

And the taste is almost impeccable.

If this kind of culinary art is really self-taught, Gao Boxin can be regarded as extremely talented, and he is definitely outstanding among the group of students in the school.

If such a talented person enters this competition

Tong Mo's mind has already begun to picture the scene of Gao Boxin holding the culinary competition championship trophy.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he saw his deskmate turning his head and staring at him.

"What are you thinking?" Gao Baixin asked.

"I'm thinking……"

Before Tong Mo finished speaking, Gao Boxin ruthlessly interrupted him:

"It's useless if you think about it, no, yes, yes."