Yajay said, "Are you going? Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Baoqiu said: "Go, I have to do this job, you can't do it." He took off his bag and threw it to Yajie, then turned around and ran to school.

The other few people didn't leave either, waiting for Baoqiu to come back with great interest.

Xiao Budian said: "Zhang Xingming, what is it?"

Yajie said: "I guess, 99 percent of them are love letters, and the key now is to see who writes them." ”

Many students in junior high school seem to have opened up overnight.,There have been a few love letters in the class.,The most interesting thing is that a boy wrote a letter to his table.,Handed it to others in class.,The result was confiscated by the teacher.,The world is white.,For a while, it was passed on as a beautiful talk for the whole class.,The girl never talks to him anymore.,It is estimated that there are internal injuries.。

As for the love letters sent in series, there are even more, the timid ones run to the side when they wait for recess exercises, and they turn around and run, and the bold ones run to the door of the classroom and shout at the door, and call out to give them in person.

Of course, the most important thing is to find someone to pass it on.

Dachang said: "Liu Liping, didn't she give it?"

Xiancheng said in a slow voice on the side: "You pig, she sent it to write it, then she said it directly, what did she write? Besides, everyone is full of social people, understand?"

Yajie raised his hand and put on his glasses, leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "How do you know? ”

Liu Xiancheng raised his right hand and waved it down vigorously, saying, "What do you have to do with you little kids, waiting for you to be weaned, oh." ”

Yajie went to pinch Liu Xiancheng's neck, and the two of them tore it up, Lingyun and a few of them didn't pull, but took the initiative to go up and take the schoolbags of the two people, stood on the side and shouted: ", kill him, arm down, yes, yes, hard." Oops, you. Come on. ”

Yajie is tall, with long hands and long legs, Liu Xiancheng is much shorter, but he is fat, and the tonnage is there.

The two of them are in this handle, anyway, the ground is full of snow, and they are not afraid of falling, a circle of people gathered around to watch the excitement, and Baoqiu ran back panting, holding the letter from the morning in his hand.

Xiao Bu nodded his eyes and said, "Baoqiu is back, hurry up, see what is written?"

Yajie grabbed Liu Xiancheng's neck and tried hard to knock him down, but his mouth was not idle, and said, "Who wrote it?"

Liu Xiancheng was angry, grabbed Yajie's clothes with both hands, and said, "Little fart boy, who wrote it about your." ”

Dachang stretched out his hand: "I'll take a look, I'll see." ”

Baoqiu pushed his hand away, shook the letter in his hand, and said in a tone: "Comrades, students, next, I will read aloud to you, this, this, unknown mysterious letter. Well, don't make a noise, those two kids, say you, let go, keep the discipline in the venue. ”

Yajie and Liu Xiancheng let go of the hands they were holding each other and began to rub their wrists and necks with their teeth cracked, which would know that it hurts.

Xiao Budian said: "Read it quickly, don't be silent." ”

Jiang Zexi said: "If you want to read out your feelings, how can you remember what the teacher taught? ”

Jiang Zexi has a round head and a round head, and he is also small, he is the only three youngest students in the class, those two are Zhang Xingming and Qu Xiaodong.

Everyone calmed down and surrounded Baoqiu, Baoqiu was so proud, Mei Zizi slowly opened the heart-shaped letter in her hand.

At that time, it was more popular to write letters, what single heart, double heart, gem buckle, more than the current pattern, because at that time it was still the era of handwritten letters, unlike now, a WeChat will connect the world.

Baoqiu cleared his throat and began to read: "Hello Zhang Xingming, see the words like faces. ”

At this moment, everyone laughed, and the little ones who didn't laugh squatted down, and even the Hong Fei, who was as calm as water, laughed.

Everyone is in the same class, and they meet every day, and with such a sentence at the beginning of a letter that they usually write, they have an inexplicable sense of laughter.

Baoqiu frowned and looked at everyone and said, "Quiet, be serious, what are you doing here, is this the time to laugh?"

Then he held up the letter and continued: "Hello Zhang Xingming, see the words as faces. Time flies, in the blink of an eye, we have been junior high school students for several months, and now looking back on the time of elementary school, it is really impossible to look at it directly. ”

"Hahaha"

"Hey, hey"

"Oh my God, oh my stomach, who wrote this, it's so funny. ”

"Don't make a fuss, listen to it. Bao Qiu smiled and prompted.

"Think about it, what we are about to face is a long three-year junior high school life, facing a sea of questions every day, facing all kinds of words and deeds from teachers, and going through exams and exams again and again, what a monotonous and boring life it is. ”

"Aha, haha, I can't. "Xiao Budian has already sat on the ground, and he can't control it, you know, it's very uncomfortable to really laugh, his stomach hurts, his body is weak, he has difficulty breathing, and his face is sore and sore.

"In these two short months, I have noticed you, always silently observing you behind your back, you are always so calm and calm to study, not in a hurry to treat labor, the big and small things in the class, always indispensable to your figure, I am behind you, fascinated again and again. ”

"There are more than 400 students in our class, but we have been placed in a class, and I believe that this is the fate that God brought to me. ”

"I believe in fate, and I believe in fate even more. ”

"I am a sentimental person, always because of fate, alone in the bed at night and sigh alone, but there is no way but to watch myself abandoned by fate again and again, but, this time, I believe that I have grasped the elbow of fate and will not let him leave me again. ”

"Whenever I see my classmates living a beautiful and happy life with a smile on their faces, I can't help but feel sad for my fate, and I wish I could be happy every day like them. ”

"After six long years of primary school, I think my destiny will change, yes, I can believe that. So, I carefully observed and searched every day, and then I saw you among my classmates. ”

"Zhang Xingming, let's be friends. ”

"Let us face the sea of books and the strict education of teachers together every day. I believe that we will be able to help each other, comfort each other, thrive together, become useful talents for the motherland, and contribute to the construction of the motherland. ”

"Zhang Xingming, I am writing this letter to you with apprehension, please understand my feelings about not being able to tell you in person, I don't dare, even if God gave us fate, I believe this is my destination. It's just that I still chose to write this letter, because I want you to feel my sincerity between the lines. ”

"I'm sincere to be friends with you, I'm a very emotional person, I've been with objects before, but please believe me, when I found out that they were not my destiny, I immediately gave up, never nostalgic, I am such a backbone girl. ”

"If you think that we can be friends, we can grow together, care for each other, help each other directly, and become useful people for the motherland together, that's what makes me so happy. ”

"The teacher is here, so I won't write more, waiting for your answer. ”

"I've been silently caring about your classmates. ”

Baoqiu took the letter and looked it up and down, left and right, even turned the back over and looked at it, and then looked up at everyone with a confused face.

Xiao Budian sat on the ground and looked up at him and asked, "It's over?"

Baoqiu kept flipping through the letter back and forth and said, "It's over." ”

Yajie pushed his glasses and said, "What about the ending?

Baoqiu looked at the letter and said, "I have been silently caring about your classmates. ”

Dachang was stunned and asked, "Who?"

Xiao Budian got up from the ground, patted his buttocks, and said angrily, "You." ”

Jiang Zexi stretched out his hand into his hat and scratched it, saying: "This is nonsense, the most exciting place is over, let's go, we are still standing Gaha, don't you go home?"

Baoqiu flipped through the letter again, stuffed it into Zhang Xingming's hand, and said, "What kind of plaything is this." ”

Zhang Xingming took the letter in his hand and flipped it a few times, folded it a few times, tore it a few times, threw it into the snow on the side of the road, clapped his hands, and said, "Let's go, go home, and it will be dark for a while." ”