In the bright spring of March, Rongcheng also looks full of spring and vitality.

The senior students of Rongcheng No. 3 Elementary School were also inspired by a special force and began to collide violently with the school system.

"These are the love letters of the past two days, a total of seventeen, counting the previous ones, a total of forty-eight." Xu Jing held a stack of love letters and pouted.

"You know that." Zhao Ya said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm a postman now, and I'm going to send you love letters every day. If you pay me for my labor, I will naturally figure it out. Xu Jing said and stuffed the love letter into Zhao Ya's hand, "Can't these students study hard?" ”

"You can help me take a look, throw away the anonymous ones." Zhao Ya smiled slightly, and pushed the love letter to Xu Jing again.

She has an attitude of neither supporting nor opposing students writing love letters. After all, everyone likes beautiful things, and writing love letters to the people you love is the same as fans writing letters to their idols.

Zhao Ya doesn't think that writing a love letter is to achieve some ulterior purpose, nor does it mean that you must become a lover holding hands when you write a love letter.

Especially the love letter of this elementary school stage, more with a good and wish.

Another point is that Zhao Ya has a trace of respect for those who dare to write love letters. At least more courage than her first life, the girl who had a crush in the first junior high school, but she lacked the courage to confess, and the idea of writing a love letter only beat a few times in her mind.

"The anonymous ones are still the majority, only a few have names." Xu Jing nodded and said with a smile: "Xiaoya, you are planning to use these names to make an example of the monkeys, so that these guys who are not good at studying and are full of dirty brains will have a long memory." ”

"Show me the one with the name." Zhao Ya received the famous love letter from Xu Jing, a total of three letters.

The longest one is written on three pages and has at least a thousand words, and the shortest is only two lines, which is a sentence. Zhao Ya glanced at the two lines of words, and couldn't help laughing.

"Dear goddess Zhao Ya, I can't control my impulsive emotions, I have to write you a letter to praise you, your beauty is unprecedented, I can't find other words, Ji Haitao, who loves you."

"This Ji Haitao is a sports committee member of Class 3 of the sixth year, and he can be regarded as an athlete." Xu Jing glanced at it and said with a smile: "The figure and appearance are good, but this love writing is too bad." ”

"Xiao Jing, you know a lot." Zhao Ya smiled slightly.

"I've just watched them play football and think he's doing well." Xu Jing's face flushed slightly, "Hey, Xiaoya, you see that the longest written article is Zhang Xiaodong from Class 4 of the sixth grade, he is the vice president of the Literature Society, and it is said that he has published several articles in extracurricular publications. ”

"The writing is okay." Zhao Ya read it again, and the whole article was written very smoothly, and the various words were very gorgeous, which was far beyond the level of primary school students.

"I didn't expect this Zhang Xiaodong to write you a love letter, and he even signed it, Xiaoya, your charm is too strong." Xu Jing said.

"Then do you know this Wang Lin?" Zhao Ya asked, pointing to the third letter.

"I'm not familiar with it, I shouldn't be a celebrity on campus, and I don't know all celebrities." Xu Jing shook her head, speaking of which, she was also a celebrity in the school.

"Xiao Jing, these three letters, as well as the previous five signed letters, please help me reply verbally, just say that I am very happy to receive their letters, but please don't do it again, we are still students, and the first task is to study." Zhao Ya said lightly.

"Xiaoya, you even want me to reply to them?" Xu Jing was a little surprised, obviously not quite understanding what Zhao Ya meant.

"Didn't you take these letters?"

"Yes, but I don't know them, and I don't know who they are, so I just stuffed me with the letter and asked me to hand it over to you." Xu Jing said depressedly.

"Then reply to the people you know, and forget about the ones you don't know." Zhao Ya handed over this matter to Xu Jing to deal with, in addition to not wanting to show up, she also wanted to exercise her best friend.

I believe that this kind of thing will not be less in the future, and having this girlfriend to help you block it will save you a lot of time and energy.

"Xiaoya, I can help you do this, but what good do I have?" Xu Jing's eyes rolled, obviously figured out some joints, and began to ask for benefits.

"What benefits do you want?" Zhao Ya asked rhetorically.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I want you to help me in the future, how about it?" Xu Jing said with a smile.

"No problem, you can go." Zhao Ya nodded, this Xu Jing is her own person, she admits this favor, and it is necessary to help Xu Jing in the future.

After reading those signed by Xu Jing, Zhao Ya didn't even bother to look at those anonymous, and directly tore them all up and threw them into the garbage heap.

At the beginning, she still collected the first anonymous letter, and she didn't blame her for favoring one over the other, after all, it was the first one, which was commemorative, and the anonymous love letters that followed had no value.

Perhaps because of the impact of Zhao Ya's actions, although there were many fewer love letters later, as long as the love letters were sent, they were all signed, and there were no more anonymous love letters.

Zhao Ya put away these signed love letters one by one, and asked Xu Jing to help reply verbally.

It was not until late March that the principal ordered all classes to be rectified, prohibiting the writing of love letters, and specifically found Zhao Ya to communicate, so that the craze for love letters gradually subsided.

At this time, Zhao Ya has successfully developed a genetic drug for Zhu Xiaoli, and has made a genetic pill that specializes in rehabilitating skeletal muscles.

Zhao Ya carefully wrapped the transparent pill and went straight to Zhu Xiaoli's house.

When I saw Zhu Xiaoli again, I found that her mood was already very low.

"Zhao Ya, you've come to see me." Zhu Xiaoli sat in a wheelchair, smiled reluctantly, and then returned to her previous sad face.

Apparently she already knew that her leg would not heal so quickly, and she had this premonition since her parents didn't let her go to school and continued to let her recuperate at home.

Although she is only 11 years old, she is not an innocent child, one of her legs has not improved, and she has not undergone any further treatment, she has realized that she may not get better for the rest of her life.

It was this great disappointment that made her lose the joy she had in the past.

"Xiaoli, I'm here to tell you a story." Zhao Ya sat on the chair next to Zhu Xiaoli.

"What's the story?" Zhu Xiaoli's eyes lit up slightly, but they dimmed again.

"Do you want to hear it?"

"Of course, I love to hear you tell stories, but don't stop halfway through." Zhu Xiaoli nodded and said.

"This time you can rest assured, the story is complete, just a little short." Zhao Ya smiled slightly, and told the story of a swan with broken wings, and finally the tenacious swan regained his health after taking the spring of life.

"Spring of Life ......" Zhu Xiaoli lowered her head, as if she was thinking about something.

"Zhu Xiaoli, the fountain of life is in our body, as long as you are willing to believe in its existence, it will help you." Zhao Ya said, taking a glass with cold boiled water on Zhu Xiaoli's table, "Recite your wish silently, and then take a sip of water." ”

"Does this really work?" Zhu Xiaoli's face was full of doubts, but she still took the glass and took a sip.

"Trust me, you'll get better soon." Zhao Ya said goodbye.