"Qinghe, you are so ruthless." Yuan Ming is fighting for Liu Jiayao.

"I've got something more ruthless, why don't you try it?" Xu Qinghe smiled and patted him on the back.

"No, you're too polite. Xu Shao, you are really wise and martial, and you are so benevolent, you treat wicked people like Liu Jiayao so favorably. Yuan Ming smiled flatteringly.

"Doglegs." Liu Jiayao was resentful.

"Lao Liu, when will I finish the manuscript?" Xu Qinghe asked.

"I ······ when you say that." Liu Jiayao was about to cry, "I just had some thoughts, and I was interrupted by you again." ”

"If you can't handle it, I'll have to deal with you. If it's settled, I'll treat you to another supper. Xu Qinghe radish and mallet intimidated him.

"What supper? Leeks? Yuan Ming dismantled the stage on the side.

"Our Qinghe is not as narrow as you think." Someone retorted.

Xu Qinghe assured Liu Jiayao: "Don't worry, it won't be today's situation." Make sure you eat enough. ”

Liu Jiayao's eyes lit up suddenly, and the speed of writing was much faster.

"Do you have enough leek eggplant?" Someone asked weakly.

Xu Qinghe greeted the demolitionist in his heart, but said: "When things are done, there will be meat to eat." ”

"I'm out of the way. Lao Yuan, help me get two bottles of Red Bull. Liu Jiayao shouted loudly.

"Qinghe, remember, Lao Liu is shrouded in horse leather for you." Yuan Ming handed it to Liu Jiayao, and said with tears in his eyes.

However, no one paid attention to his performance, and Yuan Ming had to cough twice to relieve the embarrassment.

No one knows what time Liu Jiayao wrote, not even himself, he fell asleep on the table.

Xu Qinghe just said this, but Liu Jiayao thought of a lot. He vaguely guessed what happened to Xu Qinghe, even if Xu Qinghe didn't say it, he planned to help his good brother.

In the past few years of acquaintance, this is the first time Liu Jiayao has seen Xu Qinghe so attentive and persistent to a person.

Maybe Xu Qinghe didn't realize it himself, Qiao Wei's appearance made him change a lot.

Liu Jiayao understands this, he doesn't want to see regrets, he has already experienced many regrets, how can he tolerate watching the tragedy happen to his good brother and can only stand by.

Xu Qinghe gently pulled out the paper that was pressed by Liu Jiayao and looked at it carefully.

Liu Jiayao rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "After writing, you can start acting today." ”

"Why are you fighting so hard?"

Liu Jiayao smiled and didn't speak, he knew that Xu Qinghe understood.

Xu Qinghe opened his mouth, but the word "thank you" was still not spoken. Politeness will alienate the friendship, and the heart can be understood.

"The road is long, and you will go up and down to seek. The road to pursuing a girl is long, and there are rivers across mountains and rivers. Patience is essential. First ······" Xu Qinghe looked at this article full of educational meaning.

Liu Jiayao also shamelessly wrote a title at the top called "On Xu Qinghe Crossing the Mountains and Mountains", as if Xu Qinghe was going to practice or make a pilgrimage, and it was extremely hard.

Jokes aside, Liu Jiayao also put in a lot of effort, summarized his experience and what he had learned on the Internet in the past, and also helped Xu Qinghe arrange an order, so that he could go step by step.

However, Xu Qinghe automatically ignored most of the information, and instead memorized some of what he thought was excellent.

If Liu Jiayao knew that he had worked so hard and almost boiled up until the lamp ran out, Xu Qinghe would have fainted with anger as long as he had less than one-fifth of the content.

The corners of Xu Qinghe's mouth hooked up a smile, not only because his idea was achieved, but also because he had a real good brother.

When Qiao Wei got up in the morning, her hand touched the love letter under the pillow, and her heart suddenly had mixed feelings, but she pressed the envelope in a ghostly way, and then carefully covered the pillow on it, for fear of crumpling.

Qiao Wei is also looking for answers, looking for answers on how to face Xu Qinghe.

If the choice is so easy, then it will not be the choice; If there is no cost, then the choice will not be a choice.

If there is a hundred steps between Qiao Wei and Xu Qinghe, then Xu Qinghe is walking towards Qiao Wei step by step, and Qiao Wei doesn't know whether to take the first step.

She didn't know what would happen if she took this step, maybe nothing happened, it wouldn't change, but maybe it would be a sea change. There seemed to be a voice in her heart urging her to take that step.

At noon, Xu Qinghe went to the stationery store alone, and he prepared dozens of envelopes and dozens of pieces of stationery. provoked the shopkeeper to look at him a little strangely.

"Lao Liu, tell them that I won't help others write love letters in the future. This business will be suspended for the first time. Xu Qinghe dragged Liu Jiayao, who had just finished taking a nap, up.

"What do you mean?" Liu Jiayao didn't react.

"Superficial meaning."

"Are you going to ······?" Liu Jiayao instantly understood and gave Xu Qinghe a thumbs up.

Liu Jiayao ran to announce Xu Qinghe's decision.

It didn't take long for an uproar to be set off, and Xu Qinghe's not helping people write love letters spread among the sophomore boys.

"Qinghe is cool for a while, I'll go to the crematorium. Qinghe also helped me write it before, and I plan to send another one in the next two weeks, but Qinghe is closed, how can I be good? A classmate shouted.

"Write it yourself." There was a heckling.

"Isn't that a goof." The man looked up to the sky and sighed.

The chaotic situation made Xu Qinghe feel a little guilty.

"I hope you understand. Qinghe, it's not easy······ Come to think of it, he's going to study hard, he's trying to come up with love letters for you, and he's been sick more often lately······" Liu Jiayao's tears were about to drop when he was emotional, and Yuan Ming was also helping on the side, which caused everyone to droop their eyes.

However, the truth is not as miserable as Liu Jiayao said, it is simply because Xu Qinghe wants to help him write, and his thoughts and inspiration are for his own use, so he does not accept business.

"But as compensation, I can help Qinghe take over this business. Although he can't do as well as he does, it's definitely not bad. Of course, I definitely can't make huge profits like Qinghe in terms of fees. It's not much, as long as it's a quarter of Qinghe. Liu Jiayao announced a decision.

Everyone was stunned. Finding someone other than Xu Qinghe to ghostwrite is something they have never thought of, but at this time, when Liu Jiayao said this, all kinds of thoughts became active.

"That's right, I heard that the president of the literary club has a good writing, why don't you go to him?" Someone suggested.

"That Li Yifei in the third class can also be." Someone else said.

Liu Jiayao listened to this sentence, as if listening to the sound of his heartbreak.

And Yuan Ming forcibly held back a smile on the side, afraid that he would laugh out loud and hurt Liu Jiayao's self-esteem and brotherhood.

Liu Jiayao was thick-skinned after all, and said without shame: "I was taught by Qinghe." ”

Xu Qinghe looked up in surprise, and the discussion in the class disappeared instantly.