"In the south of the Yangtze River with apricot blossoms and rain, the spring grass overflows the river embankment, forgive me for saying that we meet, the grass is slightly green, and the raindrops are slightly cool.

The clarity of blue and the softness of pink petals, this April is always a blue feather that passes by, falling on the waiting and departing station, this time.

The drizzle is like silk, the river is rippling, the smile is on the water, faintly fragrant, drifting away with the wind, and the memory is dried by time. The only scenery in the eyes, faded into a blurred background, is only one step away, it is a chance encounter, not a meeting......"

Yang Yi floated in outside the window, the pure and unadulterated sound, accompanied by the melodious guitar sound.

The expression on Cao Xiao's face softened, thinking that back then, he was also a guitar lover.

Now, he is old, the young music world, he doesn't understand?

Cao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf.

But, what does Xiao Fan say, it's a love letter?

Cao Xiao raised his hand and touched the handsome hairstyle that was not grown, could it be that this kid followed him?!

Mentally mature?

He is past the age of no doubt! On the way to know the destiny of heaven.

That's right, the nephews are all with their uncles.

"Go on, what's going on."

Cao Xiao squinted his eyes slightly, shook his neck slightly, and wanted to end it quickly, and let the stinky boy come out and beat him on the shoulder.

"Cao Xiao, this is just music appreciation, you listen."

Geng Xinyu put down the letter, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a bright smile bloomed on his face.

"The spring color of this city is all over the ground, and the rain falls like your walk: not deliberate, not obsessed, slightly spreading, from morning and dusk to eternity.

Who is it, holding a small umbrella with broken flowers, gazing in Tang poems and Song lyrics, watching a charming spring rain in ink and blue, dyeing the Jiangnan ...... in April"

Yang Yichun's smiling baritone floated in from the window again.

Cao Xiao glanced out the window.

Yang Yi, are you hungry without dinner?

It's so pretentious!

is so hypocritical, why don't you participate in Jingyun's essay contest!

The homeroom teacher of the third year of high school (11) owes it to clean up!

Cao Xiao walked to the window and pulled down the blinds.

Who installed this horn? It's actually installed in the back window of the principal's office, and it's going to be demolished tomorrow!

It's noisy!

He Shiling was stunned for a moment and looked at Geng Xinyu, what has happened in the past few days?

That text seems to be the manuscript of the preliminary round of the essay contest in early April!

Geng Xinyu lowered his head and smiled, glanced back at Ling Mengchu who was facing the wall, and then looked at He Shiling deeply, It's not because of you.

Fortunately, she was smart, and she only wrote the lyrics for Ling Meng to copy at the beginning.

Well? He Shiling was stunned, because of her?

This love letter, no, this lyrics appreciation, is actually related to her?

But who is Applejack?

She doesn't know!

Can she carry this pot? How does she carry it?

Well. Geng Xinyu looked at He Shiling, put her fist to her lips, and spit out two words very lightly: Anan.

Anan? Which Anan?

"Ke Mengnan." Geng Xinyu gently spit out three words, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Ahem......" He Shiling hurriedly raised her hand to block her nose and looked at Geng Xinyu with a puzzled expression.

What does this have to do with Ah and Ke Mengnan? He was in Lingnuo, not in Yunling.

Geng Xinyu nodded heavily, and looked back at Ling Mengchu who was facing the wall.

Well? He Shiling also glanced back at Ling Mengchu a little confused, glanced at Geng Xinyu, who was looking at him deeply, and looked at the letter in front of him in confusion, which was clearly written: Ajie.

She's not blind! There's no myopia either, it's Applejack, it's not A, Nan!

Ah, Jay? He Shiling frowned, is it?

He Shiling turned her head to look at Geng Xinyu, and said three words very lightly: substitute?

Well! Geng Xinyu nodded heavily, glanced at the seven, eight or nine letters on the table, and pointed to He Shiling, which also contained the letter I wrote for you to Anan last week!

What the? He Shiling glanced at the letters and pointed to herself uncertainly.

In her name, she also sent a letter to Ah and Ke Mengnan?

Well! Geng Xinyu nodded, breathing a deep sigh of relief, as if he had completed a heavy task.

"Cough ......" He Shiling was almost choked, and hurriedly raised his hand to block his nose, turning his head to look at Ling Mengchu who was facing the wall.

Mengmeng, how good you are!

This kind of thing, you can think of, when did you commit nymphomania?

I'm looking for a replacement!

The substitute is definitely not as handsome as Anan!

You're a little fool!

Although she and Anan are not familiar with each other, they have only met three times, plus this physics competition, four times!

But, Ke Mengnan's home address, she knows, if she wants to see him, she can accompany you.

If you want to send a letter to Ling Nuo for Mao, you will leave a copy of it!

Really, if you are smart, you can see how the writing is in a while!

He Shiling raised her hand and rubbed her temples, she was really to blame for this!

She should be like Xiaoyu, make a draft and let Meng Meng copy it, after all, Ke Mengnan's writing style is on par with herself, this time, it is estimated that she will be ridiculed by him!

If she doesn't carry this pot, she has to carry it.

It's just, what's there on the bookshelf, and what does Cao Xiao always look at?

He Shiling glanced at the closed glass door twice, glanced back at Geng Xinyu, and laughed, a touch of cunning slid under his eyes.

Well?

Geng Xinyu was stunned for a moment, and reached out to brush the hair around his ear.

What kind of expression is this, won't you drag her into the water again!

Who is Applejack? He Shiling glanced at the pale blue letterhead.

Lin Yijie! Geng Xinyu glanced at Cao Xiao by the window and said slightly.

Oh! He Shiling nodded thoughtfully, stretched out three fingers and stretched out two fingers, Lin Yijie in the third year of high school (11)?

Well. Geng Xinyu nodded heavily, fortunately, I didn't hear Lin Yijie from Class 5.

"Why?" Cao Xiao slapped the table!

It's not like words, but in front of him, eyebrows are coming!

"Cao Xiao, in fact, Zheng Yifan should be blamed for this."

He Shiling smiled lightly and looked at Cao Xiao calmly.

She is responsible for this, but if there is a backer, then why should she take the blame herself!

Geng Xinyu, "......"

Blame Zheng Yifan? What does it have to do with Zheng Yifan? He left Yunling a month and a half ago!

Cao Xiao, "......"

What to say? Hungry, right?

Xiao Fan has already left Yunling, okay.

Well, he's hungry too. It is estimated that Xiaofan is also hungry.

Cao Xiao glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf, no, he really has to blame Xiaofan, today's incident is his letter that has brought this person to fruition.

"Explain." Cao Xiao glanced at He Shiling coldly.

"Make-up lessons. Does Cao Xiao still remember? ”

He Shiling picked up the stack of letters and flipped it up casually.

Which one is addressed to Anan, Anan, did you reply?

"Go on." Cao Xiao glanced at He Shiling, make up the class? What are the make-up classes?

Now it's a love letter!

Looking at him, at first glance, he is a student taught by Lao Li!

He Shiling looked left and right, and put the letter neatly on Cao Xiao's desk.

"Actually, when it comes to the root cause, this matter," He Shiling pointed to the entire letterhead on the table and said with a smile, "You have to blame Cao Xiao for this matter." ”

Cao Xiao, "......"

Cao Xiao was stunned for a moment, blame him?