After the third period, Zhang Langdong's patchwork of love letters was completed.

Originally, it was half past nine, and the class had already started.

But I don't know how my cousin did it, and I got into it myself, but it's a key class in Pingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

As a key class, the treatment is naturally different from that of ordinary classes.

In Zhang Lang's opinion, it is better not to have this treatment.

As a key class, when class ended, it turned out to be more than 20 minutes later than the ordinary version.

That is to say, as a key class, they need 9:50 to live in the school to be able to go back to the dormitory, and those who go to school can go back to their respective homes and find their mothers.

But today gave Zhang Lang a chance.

He revised the love letter slightly, and even had the leisure to copy it aside, rubbed the original manuscript, put the discarded manuscript into the hole in the table, and then wrapped the transcribed love letter.

Now, you can cover the Su curtain.

Finally got up to 9:50, Zhang Lang took a brisk walk, came to Su Musha, and said to Su Musha: "Su Musha, a love letter to you." ”

After Su Musha took the love letter to himself, he was obviously stunned.

How so?

Zhang Lang looked at Su Musha's appearance and suddenly regretted it.

Only then did he remember that when everyone usually wrote love letters to Su Musha, they had never been so blatant as themselves, and no one had ever dared to say their name or leave their names after Su Musha's love letters.

Most people quietly put love letters to Su Musha into the small cabinet where she changed her shoes or put them in the hole of her desk after class, or when she was in physical education class.

And like Zhang Lang today, the act of blatantly sending love letters to Su Da jokes can be said to be the first time since the beginning of the world.

Hearing Zhang Lang's words, not only Su Musha was stunned, but everyone in the class was stunned.

Zhang Lang even saw Fei'er who was still in her seat, and her mouth was about to fall to the ground.

Maybe Fei'er didn't expect that Zhang Lang would be so violent, and when he sent a love letter, he handed it to her directly in front of the girl.

"Oh, okay, I got it." Su Musha nodded after receiving the love letter, and as usual, he walked away alone.

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

God, Su Musha actually took Zhang Lang's love letter.

Doesn't this mean that Su Musha accepted Zhang Lang?

Oh my God, that's big news.

When Su Musha saw other people's love letters, he always tore them up disdainfully, but what kind of wind was he pumping today?

"Boss, you...... Cattle. Fei'er came over to see Zhang Lang and gave a thumbs up, no one has ever dared to be as awesome as Zhang Lang.

Goo-dong.

Zhang Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Su Musha, this little girl, can't she really be interesting to herself.

If you don't have an interest in yourself, then wouldn't you not accept your own love letters?

Since she accepted it, doesn't it mean that she has thoughts about herself?

Hahaha......

Well, Zhang Lang felt that he must have thought too much.

I'm just a poor dick, and the goddess won't favor it.

But even though I knew this, when I went back to the dormitory, I was still excited.

Zhang Lang's dormitory has a total of six people.

Fei'er and Zhang Lang are also in the same dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory, the other five people happily patted Zhang Lang on the shoulder and coaxed.

"Good boy, now, our school flower has been picked."

"Awesome, you're the first to dare to do that."

"Wow, I usually can't see it, Zhang Lang, you are so domineering."

……

Well, the next day, Zhang Lang knew the consequences of a temporary refreshment.

In the first and second classes, Su Musha went to class as usual, but when it came to the recess of the second class, Su Musha suddenly said to Zhang Lang that she was looking for her to come to the rooftop, and she had something to say to Zhang Lang.

Fei'er listened on the sidelines, and after hearing Su Musha say such a thing to Zhang Lang, she was so frightened that her eyes fell to the ground.

And Zhang Lang was a little puzzled, could it be that Colonel Su really had such thoughts about himself?

So when the time comes, do you say yes or do you agree?

Zhang Lang found that there was only one answer in his mind.

Yes, there is no way, Su Musha's chick is too tempting, and she is so white, so beautiful, so good at dressing up, good at studying, and good at exercising her cells.

If such a girl is her own girlfriend, how face-saving she will be!

Thinking of this, Zhang Lang was a little fluttering.

After class, after seeing that the Su curtain in front of him was no longer visible, Zhang Lang also hurried up, and rushed to the rooftop with an arrow step.

Zhang Lang's teaching building is the No. 21 teaching building, which has the same name as their class.

This school building has a total of five floors.

The rooftop is on top of the fifth floor!

Perhaps the reason for the disrepair is that the rooftop, that is, the small iron gate above the roof, is not locked.

With a slight excitement, Zhang Lang came to the top of the building and saw Su Musha standing in the breeze.

The majestic wind of summer blew and blew Su Mu's long white skirt and long hair.

Su Musha turned his back to Zhang Lang and pulled up the naughty hair above his earlobe.

It's fascinating and fascinating.

This is really a beautiful girl, Zhang Lang thought.

"Su Musha, I'm here, what are you looking for me?" Zhang Lang asked knowingly, of course he knew that the reason why Su Musha came here was because of the love letter.

"Look at what you've written." Su Musha turned his head, patted his face, and threw a piece of paper at Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang instinctively received it, only to find out that it was a love letter written by himself.

"Uh, this ......" Zhang Lang didn't know what the reason was why Su Musha took the love letter to himself.

Reject yourself, or, for some other reason?

Anyway, Zhang Lang doesn't understand, after all, he has never been in love, and he doesn't know much about what girls think.

"Look at how you usually take Chinese classes, when you write articles, all kinds of grammatical mistakes, and you are embarrassed to write this to me." When Su Musha spoke, he showed no mercy, telling Zhang Lang all kinds of punctuation and grammatical errors.

"Huh?" Zhang Lang was puzzled, carefully picked up the first love letter in his life, and after observing, he found that there were various punctuation marks with a red pen on it.

It's like talking to myself about punctuation, what a big mistake it represents.

"It's not an article, it's a love letter." Zhang Lang defended himself, there are several sentences copied by the popular contemporary writer Han Xiaohan, which should not be wrong.

"Hehe, Zhang Lang, how old are you this year?" After Su Mu's good-looking big eyes heard Zhang Lang say this, he directly narrowed.

"Sixteen, sort of." Zhang Lang said.

When he entered school, for unknown reasons, he was a year later than his normal peers, so he could only say that.

What's more, Zhang Lang doesn't like to lie very much, and he doesn't like to pretend to be tender, so he tells the truth.

When I was a freshman in high school, I was already sixteen years old, which was indeed one year older than the normal enrollment.

"Oh, sixteen." Su Musha nodded, and immediately began to count, "Don't you know that boys and girls at this age are the same age to do something?" Don't you know that our task at this stage is to learn? How can you, like other boys, put your mind on crooked ways, do you know how naïve, boring, and wasteful of time you are doing this......

Suddenly, Su Musha actually taught Zhang Lang a lesson.

At the beginning, Zhang Lang just listened quietly and didn't say anything.

But when I heard Su Musha actually say: "I really don't know how your mother usually educated you, how could such a disobedient son appear." ”

When he heard this, Zhang Lang suddenly found that a breath of anger appeared in his chest.

No way, since I was a child, I have never seen my parents.

I don't know where they went.

Every time I asked my cousin, my cousin always said that she would meet when she should meet.

Now after hearing Su Musha's words, Zhang Lang was directly angry.

"How my mother educates me is my mother's business, and it has nothing to do with you......" Zhang Lang glared at Su Musha, almost shouting, he didn't know why he was so angry when he mentioned his mother.

After finishing speaking, he found that Su Musha's eyes were red, Zhang Lang suddenly felt that he was talking a little heavier, no matter what the other party said, she was still a girl, and from Su Musha's words, it was not difficult to hear that Su Musha seemed to be thinking about himself.

"Zhang Lang, you, you bastard!" Su Mu's eyes were red.

"Uh, this, that, although Fang just spoke a little heavier, but it also makes sense, and you say that I waste time, but I want to tell you that at a certain age, it's normal for boys and girls to have a good feeling? What's more, the time that can be wasted and squandered is youth, otherwise why are there so many absurd youth and squandered youth lyrics in society? ”

Zhang Lang hurriedly explained to Su Musha.

After all, it was his own problem to cover Su Mu's anger and cry.

I don't know if Zhang Lang is talented, or if he just said that Su Mushao was on the road, Su Mushao actually smiled.

"You go back, class will be in a minute." Su Musha said.

"Ah, okay." Zhang Lang didn't know how he got off the rooftop.

Anyway, the experience of his first love letter ended like this.

Su Musha didn't give himself an answer at all, nor did he tell himself whether he accepted it or not.

When Zhang Lang answered the class, the class bell rang just in time.

Silently returning to act, Zhang Lang found that Su Musha did not come back.

Of course, Fei'er was gossiping all kinds of things, and asked Su Musha what he said to Zhang Lang on the rooftop, but Zhang Lang just smiled and said nothing.

The third class ended, the fourth class also ended, and Su Musha never came back.

Zhang Lang was about to go back to the dormitory, when he was suddenly stopped at the door of class 21 by three sophomores with cigarettes in their mouths.