The Korean god mysteriously pulled Rose into the corner behind the classroom door, and she looked around to make sure no one was looking at her, and shoved a letter to Rose.

"Rose, this is for you!" She had a flattering expression on her face, as if she was flattering her.

"What is this?"

"You can help me give it to Su Jingyi." She leaned into Rose's ear and whispered.

"Why don't you give it to him yourself?" Rose was puzzled.

"I'm afraid he'll be upset."

"Am I not afraid?"

"You know him well, if you give it, he will definitely accept it."

"Okay, I'm only responsible for helping you give it, it's none of my business whether he collects it or not!"

"Hmm. Thank you! ”

Rose carried the letter, like a hot potato, she couldn't throw it away if she wanted to, she was at a loss, and she was absent-minded all day, thinking about how to give it to Su Jingyi.

On the way home from school, Rose struggled with it, thinking about telling A'Shore that maybe she might have a good idea.

"An'an, there's something I don't know what to do!"

"What's wrong?"

"During the day, the Korean language day in our class asked me to give this letter to Su Jingyi, I don't know how to give it to him, he has always had someone by his side."

"Why didn't she give it herself?"

"Who knows, she said that I am more familiar with Su Jingyi!"

"Is the letter still with you?"

"Well, what do you think I'm going to do?"

"Why don't we go early tomorrow and secretly put the letter in his drawer, and we won't know it?"

"yes, yes! Or are you smart! ”

Rose breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that tomorrow this annoying problem would be solved, and the pipes that had been clogged all day could finally be unblocked.

Early the next morning, An'an and Rose went to school together at the agreed place.

"Did you take the letter?" Anan reminded her.

"Well, in the bag!" Rose looked confident and fulfilled her mission.

"When you get to the classroom, hurry up and put him in the drawer, if someone sees it, he will definitely go crazy, you be careful!"

"Okay, don't worry."

Rose was the first to come to the classroom, and carefully put the letter into Su Jingyi's drawer, and the envelope read: to Su Jingyi, it's really blatant, Rose couldn't help but complain in her heart, it was not her character at all to be so sneaky and tiptoeing.

If she confessed herself, she would have dragged the boy in front of her and told him loudly, I like you! It's just why the boy she fantasized about, with Su Jingyi's face, suddenly burst out laughing. I don't know when two female classmates have come to the class. They looked at Rose with strange eyes, and whispered to each other. Rose felt weak for a while, and her palms were slightly damp. But the task was finally accomplished.

When Han Yutian came to the classroom, Rose smiled at her and raised her eyebrows to show that she had done it. Han Yutian's face was full of gratitude.

Approaching the morning self-study, Su Jingyi and the two boys in the class came to the classroom slowly. As soon as he got to his seat, one of the sharp-eyed boys saw the letter in the drawer, pulled it out, and shouted, "Love letter!" ”

was shouted by his voice, which attracted the side eyes of many students in the class, and Han Yutian's heart was about to jump to his throat. Rose turned her head and glared at the boy fiercely.

"Don't make a fuss, it's boring or not!" Su Jingyi said impatiently.

"Okay, can't I give it back to you?" The boy was not shocked by Rose's eyes, but interpreted it into a different meaning.

The boy thought to himself, Rose, the famous is not afraid of heaven and earth, thick-skinned, what can't she read about her love letters, she is not the kind of delicate girl, she cries her nose at every turn, such a girl is interesting, you have to make fun of her, see what she can do with her angry and corrupt appearance. If it were other girls, he wouldn't dare to do the next move, but Rose is worth teasing him, it's just a big deal.

"Take it!" Su Jingyi waved his hand at him, "Don't give it to me." ”

"Yo, don't you see?" He raised his eyebrows, and the evil smile on his face hit him, "Then I'll help you see!" He couldn't help but glance at Rose with his peripheral vision, and a fire came out of her eyes, which also ignited his fighting spirit.

The boy opened the letter, and a few boys in the class couldn't help but come up to read it together, and he also came out of his belief from time to time, "To Su Jingyi, my world has become more wonderful and indescribable, and I thought it was a dream that fell from the sky, until I was sure that the temperature of my hand came from your heart, and at this moment I finally bravely said I love you." ”

"Isn't that someone's song? Copy the lyrics! The boy laughed.

"Enough of you!" It was Rose who said this. Rose saw that Han Yutian's face on the side had changed, and she was miserable and pale. She couldn't help but yell at them. But the boy ignored her.

Another boy said, "There's more, there's more!" Keep reading! ”

The boy probably didn't want to sweep everyone's temperament, and continued to read: "At first, I just cared about looking at you, pretending to be casual but floating over, and I was glad that you didn't notice me hiding in the corner." Busy happy and busy moving, from strangers to acquaintances with each other is something we never thought about, and true love is now not expected to be expected. ”

The head teacher suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom and called the representative of the Chinese class to go to the office to get the homework. The expressions on the faces of the students in the class were serious, and the boys were so frightened that they returned to their seats and sat down, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Don't make loud noises in the classroom!" The head teacher glared at them. Then he walked up to Su Jingyi, "Something, bring it!" ”

Su Jingyi silently took out a piece of paper that had just been crumpled in the panic from the drawer, frowned, closed his eyes tightly, and his gaze fell to the ground, looking like he was about to finish.

The head teacher took the paper, looked at it, and then said to him, "I'll come to the office later!" ”

Then he raised the paper in his hand and asked: Who wrote this?

There was no sound below, only Korean was about to cry, Rose bit her lower lip, thinking that she must not be able to get out of it, and she must beat the boy to relieve her anger later.

"Okay, don't say it, don't be found out by me!"

"The one who read the loudest just now, yes, it's you, come together!"

The head teacher led Su Jingyi and the boy to the office.

After a while, the boy came back from the office and said, "Rose, the teacher told you to go!" ”

"Rose, did you write this?" The head teacher's gaze is full of sternness that cannot be deceived.

"I didn't write it!" Rose replied categorically.

"Then why do classmates say it's you?"

"Teacher, it's really not me, you can see, my handwriting is not like this!"

The head teacher frowned, thoughtful.