There was a cool occasional shower outside the window, the whole world outside the window of the fifth class classroom was clammy and cold, all the students in the classroom were gone during the lunch break, Yang Yu stayed alone in the classroom with one hand on his cheek and looked at the weeping willows in the rain outside the window without any sleepiness.

Among them, the love letter that Song Qing stuffed into her pocket is very romantic, and it is the second half of a poem written by Li Qingzhao, a graceful lyricist in the Song Dynasty.

"The flowers float and the water flows. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

Among them, she also wrote, [Actually, what I can't let go of is you, love to the end, you are still you, but I am not that self.] This sentence.

Yang Yu smacked his lips and sighed: "It seems that this girl has been poisoned very deeply, and the sins on my body are indeed not light! I have to reply to a letter to enlighten this girl who has fallen in love, and I can't let her sink like this." ”

Just as Yang Yu was about to lift the pen and splash ink, several women with graceful figures, wearing black miniskirts showing white thighs, wearing lipstick, and youthful and beautiful bangs walked into the fifth class.

One of the women with dyed lilac hair, a sexy figure, and a charming face stretched out her white slender hand towards Yang Yu and said: "I am Fu Qianqian, the boss of the school's broadcast studio, since you recited the song "Believe in the Future" on your index finger, each of our announcers has been shocked by your feelings in their hearts, and we are here to learn to recite with you this time." ”

Yang Yu scratched his head and inadvertently glanced at the snow-white deep groove exposed by the white shirt on Fu Shanshan's chest, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stretched out his hand to shake it and said, "How do you know that I am resting in the class?"

A girl with a petite figure and a feeling of * blushed and said to Yang Yu: "We secretly observed you many times, only to find that you lie alone in the classroom to rest every noon, and today we saw that you didn't fall asleep and we came in." ”

Yang Yu didn't expect that he was still quite noticeable, he put all the open love letters on the table into a drawer and then talked eloquently: "The reason why I can recite that feeling is because I have that experience." I will bring with that unique feeling to recite something that I want to express in my heart. ”

Fu Shanshan leaned on Yang Yu's table with both hands, put her face close to Yang Yu and said, "Then you can't recite your feeling without any experience?"

As Fu Shanshan approached, Yang Yu smelled a rich fragrance of a girl, and he saw the snow white that almost made him bleed, he took a deep breath to calm down his impulsive heart and said: "Pretend to be affectionate without experience, so that the effect of recitation will be a little, as for the quality of the voice, it depends on your own daily practice." ”

Several announcers listened to Yang Yu's words in a confused manner, they seemed to be a little incomprehensible to what Yang Yu said affectionately, and some even used their white fingers to roll the bangs that drooped down their cheeks to make a contemplative expression.

Yang Yu coughed seriously and said to the petite and delicate, * girl next to him: "You told me that I love you, you must pretend that I am your partner in life and death, it is the expression of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who meet once a year, you can give it a try?"

The petite and delicate woman stared at Yang Yu, who had clear eyebrows, and said with a pair of eyes full of affection, "I love you!"

Yang Yu listened to the gentle words, and he looked at the many announcer little sisters around him, and he felt that at this time, there was a feeling of being in the flowers and turning into a butterfly dancing, and that feeling made Yang Yu dizzy like drunk.

Fu Shanshan patted Yang Yu's shoulder with her soft and boneless little hand, and said with a sneer: "Look how you drool!"

Yang Yu came back to his senses from the wonderful reverie, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly and did not speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward for a while.

After a while, a beautiful announcer with air bangs, contact lenses, and smoky makeup saw most of the colorful flowers in Yang Yu's drawer, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you have so many beautiful flowers in your drawer, can I take a look?"

Yang Yu brought all the flowers in the drawer to the table and said, "I can't put so many flowers in the drawer, so I'll give them to you." ”

Several beautiful announcers stared at Yang Yu with bright eyes, and there were flowers of various colors on the table, and these flowers were picked up by them in an instant.

At this time, Fu Shanshan caught a glimpse of the envelopes that Yang Yu had put into the drawer in various colors and delicately packaged, and she asked curiously: "The envelope in your drawer can't be a love letter written to you by a school girl!"

Yang Yu spread out and said helplessly: "I can't help this, I go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette between classes, and there will be more than a dozen love letters in the drawer, and I can't finish throwing them away, so I have to go with the flow." ”

The announcer beauties were all looking at Yang Yu with a very speechless look, and they seemed to be condemning him in their hearts for not knowing the blessings of his body.

At this time, Fu Shanshan returned to the original topic and said: "Since you have already told me how to make a good speech, how can we make your shocking voice next?"

Yang Yu pursed his lips and said, "Well, I'm going to talk about ventriloquism." ”

As soon as they heard the word ventriloquism, the female announcers around seemed to think of some unsightly pictures, and they all looked pretty and red.

Yang Yu naturally knew at this time that these female announcers had obviously misunderstood what he meant, and he said seriously: "Haven't you learned the lesson of a ventriloquist in Beijing? I mean let you get up early in the morning to breathe in the fresh air, and then imitate the various sounds of nature, so that you can make a heart of heaven that is like a spring water, or like a muffled thunder." ”

Fu Shanshan and several other women knew that they had misunderstood Yang Yu's meaning, and they all blushed and didn't dare to look up at Yang Yu.

After a long time, the petite and delicate* woman handed Yang Yu a poem "To the Oak Tree" written in beautiful small block letters and said: "This is a lyrical love poem written by the hazy poet Shu Ting, I want you to recite it to us again while letting us experience the feeling of touching people's souls when you recite poetry." ”

Yang Yu cleared his throat, and under the extremely admiring gaze of several female announcers, he activated the true qi in his body and began to recite this hazy poem.

If I love you—

Never like a climbing flower,

Show off by your high branches;

If I love you—

Never learn from the infatuated birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It's not just like a fountain.

……

With Yang Yu's recitation, several women seemed to see a great hazy poet who was loyal to love standing in front of them, and even Yang Yu's somewhat thin body suddenly became majestic and tall.

After about a cup of tea, Yang Yu finished reciting this hazy poem, and several female announcers still stayed in the kind of tall oak tree and a low kapok tree, whether it was in the cold wave, wind and thunder, thunderbolt, or mist, flowing lan, and rainbow snuggled tightly, a touching picture that never gave up.