Ruan Jingshu carried a large package for delivery, and finally moved it to the back seat of the bicycle with great effort. She took two deep breaths to calm her breath and pedaled on her bike towards the post office.

My sister was admitted to a university in another place and is in her sophomore year this year, so she decided not to come back for the summer vacation and wanted to work there for a short job. The weather gradually warmed up, and her mother asked Ruan Jingshu to mail her sister a few seasonal clothes. Khan, how many pieces are these? Mom can't wait to mail the whole wardrobe, right?

After sending the package, Ruan Jingshu found that there were a lot of postcards printed with hyacinth flowers in the mailing window. She looked at it for a long time, and all the information about hyacinth went through her mind again. Originally, she was still regretting that she could not go to the invitation of the proprietress of the flower shop, and sighed when she saw the sea of hyacinth flowers with her own eyes. This time, the small postcard aroused her inexplicable love for this flower. She picked out twenty postcards, paid for them, and rushed home in a happy mood.

The next morning for self-study, the head teacher Chen Meihua stepped on the small fine roots and high roots of shoes, and walked into the classroom step by step. He clapped his hands lightly and said to the whole class who were reviewing: "Ladies and gentlemen, the whole school will hold a calligraphy competition to select the 'Top Ten Little Calligraphers on Campus', and I hope that all students can actively participate." This afternoon, I will take a class time to participate in the competition in the music classroom, and I will be able to submit my work within the specified period. Who would like to sign up? Chen Meihua looked around, and saw that the classmates were whispering and talking, but none of them raised their hands to sign up. She coughed lightly, and stretched out her hand to Ruan Jingshu: "Ruan Jingshu, go and participate, see that your handwriting is quite neat and upright." For the honor of the class, if you come back with the ranking this time, I will give you an application to join the party. ”

What's the horse? Is that okay too? It's, the world is crazy, isn't it? Ruan Jingshu, who was hit by this big pie, was still confused, other classmates, you look at me, I look at yours, and suddenly began to report her name like a swarm.

Ruan Jingshu, who was rushing the ducks to the shelves, remembered that there was a notebook in her schoolbag, and she just bought it yesterday and wanted to practice it by herself, which came in handy. After lunch, she picked up the notebook and copied it, well, it's quite decent! Hehe, she admired it herself, it feels really good, it seems that her imitation ability is still quite strong!

Meng Kexin snatched the copybook she copied, flipped through it casually, and asked in surprise, "Whose copybook is this?" Why haven't I seen it before? Shouldn't the most famous Pang Zhonghua be? ”

"You don't know! He is Qiao Xiaobo, a disciple of Pang Zhonghua, a famous calligrapher who has risen in recent years. I just like the dignified and elegant style of his regular script, graceful demeanor, and the strange side of the book is changeable, chic and elegant. Ahem, now I can only copy his regular script. ”

"Well, it looks good, then you should work harder and strive to join the party, hahaha!" Meng Kexin laughed unscrupulously, making it clear that she didn't believe in the head teacher's ridiculous excuse.

Ruan Jingjing sighed helplessly, picked up the notebook and pen and went straight to the music classroom. It took a class of time, and her hands were straight and sore, too hard, look how serious she is! The other classmates have handed in their works one after another and left, only she is still working hard to copy, and there is still a short ......

"Ah, the handwriting is so beautiful, it will definitely be rated, come on! Come on! Well, look at this sketch...... Well...... Really well written. A tall girl from another class cheered her on the side, and frequently exclaimed.

"Work hard, I'm almost done, look at your nervousness, don't drip snot on the manuscript paper, otherwise it will be written in vain." The girl seemed to be more anxious than her, and reminded Ruan Jingshu with words.

Ruan Jingshu also thought about it, but she caught a cold, and she didn't bring a tissue, so she had to suck and suck hard. "Huh~~" After writing the last word, Ruan Jingshu let out a big breath of relaxation, and it was finally done! I handed the written manuscript paper to the teacher, and then said goodbye to the overzealous girl, and then walked to the class.

A week later, the results of the evaluation came out, Ruan Jingshu was really rated, God must be for her hard work! All the works were posted on the display board at the gate, and when she saw one of the beautiful books flowing like clouds, she really wanted to cover her face in shame and run wildly. I still remember that this was written by a senior in the third year of high school, and it only took a few minutes to write it, and then look at her, she was so tired for a long time that her hand almost didn't break, and she handed in the finished product of the small half. amp; amp; amp; amp; gt; _amp; amp; amp; amp; lt;

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Ruan Jingshu was sitting in the hall of the Meng family, reading a magazine with interest, when she suddenly saw the revelation of recruiting friends at the bottom of the magazine. In her previous life, she really made one or two pen pals, well~ I miss it so much!

Meng Kexin put a stack of reference books on the table, and saw that Ruan Jingshu didn't react at all, still looking at the magazine in her hand intently. She also stepped forward curiously, put one arm on Ruan Jingshu's shoulder, and said, "What are you looking at, so serious?" I can really show you a handsome guy! ”

"Mmmm, I don't know if it's handsome or not, but it must be a brother. Hey, I'm still a soldier, should I consider getting a pen pal? Ruan Jingshu looked at Meng Kexin beside her with an inquiring expression.

When Meng Kexin heard this, an idea suddenly formed in her mind, and she said calmly: "Instead of looking for an outsider who doesn't know the roots, let's introduce you to one of my cousin's comrades-in-arms!" I've seen his photos, he's quite handsome, and at first glance, he looks like a very powerful person like my cousin! It just so happens that you can also ask him about some military training in the military academy or something, so you can prepare in advance! ”

Ruan Jingshu's eyes suddenly lit up, well, this idea is good, she sees it, it's decided! Immediately urging Meng Kexin to find his mailing address, Ruan Jingshu couldn't wait to get to know this senior in the army earlier.

Picking up the address in her hand and looking at it, Ruan Jingshu excitedly ran home directly to write a letter, she had many questions she wanted to ask!

Looking at the overjoyed Ruan Jingshu's back as she drifted away, the corners of Meng Kexin's mouth hooked up a big smile. In fact, the address given to Ruan Jingshu was not her cousin's comrade-in-arms at all, it was clearly her cousin's own, Meng Wenyu. Haha, I know that these two people have always been incompatible, but she just noticed a different meaning. Hehe, what kind of interesting sparks can the two of them collide with? Uh, by the way, let's talk to Brother Wen Yu first, just say...... borrowed the name of his comrade-in-arms and made a pen pal with Ruan Jingshu. My cousin is so smart, he will definitely hide his identity, oh roar.

I pulled out the phone, and my cousin Meng Wenyu's deep and nice voice sounded over there: "Hey, hello, who is it?" "Brother Wen Yu, it's me, Xiaoxin, I'll tell you something......"