Chapter 12 is about love letters
On the night of registration, after Su Ling had dinner, she went back to her room, sat at the desk and looked at the mobile phone on the desk and the box of chocolates that she only ate one.
After half a ring, she turned off her phone, carefully placed it in the phone case, and along with the box of chocolates, in the bottom drawer on the right side of the desk, which was originally empty.
The next day. The Sultan had breakfast and rode his bicycle slowly in the direction of the school. There were a lot of students on the road, all rushing to their schools. The book was handed out yesterday afternoon, so the class started today.
Sure enough, it was their homeroom teacher who helped them sign up yesterday. The surname is Gu, called Gu Qingyang, which is quite in line with his appearance. Their class of sixty-eight people was divided into two rows, men and women, and then two men and two women quickly filled the seats.
The Sultan is 1.65 meters tall, and he is tall among the girls in the south, sitting in the penultimate row of the third group. At the same table is a girl, her eyes are bigger than hers, her face is a little round, her nose is small, and her mouth is small, and she looks a bit like a cartoon character.
She greeted the Sultan with a smile in her eyes: "My name is Wu Qing, Wu of Eastern Wu, Qing on a sunny day." What about you? β
Wu Qing! Ruthless! Poof, the Sultan almost laughed. Such a cute girl is called ruthless, I really don't know what her parents were thinking when they chose the name. It was easy to hold back a smile, and she hurriedly reported to herself: "My name is Sultan." β
High school life is not as much as the third year of junior high school, but classes end at 9:45 in the evening. I heard that the third year of high school will be 10:45, which is really scary. After two weeks of comfortable life, the Sultan ushered in her first love letter for secondary school students.
When the serious head teacher gave her a light blue letter very seriously, her face was covered.
Very innocently asked, "Teacher, what is this?" β
Teacher Gu was asked by her. Good study, good character, good attitude, good discipline, good looks, this is the class teacher's evaluation of the sultan. But what he didn't expect was that the Sultan had never received such a thing at all. He didn't know that the Sultan's ugly duckling only had a metamorphosis period of more than twenty days, and then he would turn into a white swan in a hula! He knew the person who wrote this letter, his grades were quite good, he was good-looking, his family was well-off, and the important thing was that he was not from their class.
"You don't know?" Gu Qingyang asked tentatively.
Huh? She hadn't seen it, so how would she know what it was?
Gu Qingyang understood this time, it seemed that someone wanted to pull his five good students off the horse. Hum! How dare you go into his land and sow wilderness and die? Thinking of this, Gu Qingyang regained his warm face: "It's okay, you go back to the classroom first!" Gu Qingyang waved at her, signaling that she could leave.
Sultan: "??? "Stuck her in the middle of the road just to say such a few inexplicable words? What is in his hand? Many years later, every time the Sultan recalled it, he felt that he was so naΓ―ve and ignorant.
Back in the classroom, Wu Qing was looking at a serialized comic very seriously. After two weeks of contact, she found that Wu Qing was very... Well! How so? It's just a little lacking in tendons, and everything is half a beat slower. In terms of the current buzzword, it is cute.
Seeing that the Sultan was coming, Wu Qing hurriedly beckoned to her: "Sultan Sultan, come here!" Before she sat down, Wu Qing had already begun to say to her excitedly, "Do you know? Didn't we all go home for dinner in the morning after class? When I came, a lot of my classmates came, and then I heard that they found a love letter on your desk from a boy from another class. You know what? Wu Qing asked the Sultan with sparkling eyes.
The Sultan hung his schoolbag on the hook of the desk and replied calmly, "Then he was sent to the head teacher." β
"How do you know?" Wu Qing was surprised.
"Because the head teacher stuck me in the middle of the road!" No wonder Mr. Gu's expression was so strange at that time, he was really inexperienced! I didn't see that it was a love letter. The first love letter in her life died in the hands of the head teacher. It's a pity she hasn't seen it in its true face yet!
"Oh my God! The head teacher really has the means, and the one who wrote the love letter is going to suffer. Wu Qing couldn't help but mourn for three minutes for that unlucky guy. Wu Qing's silence was not in vain, because that unlucky guy was invited to his parents, Gu Qingyang originally asked to write a public review, but in the end, he was a teacher, even if he was not his student, he would not really let him get off the stage.
After being soaked by his homeroom teacher for half an hour, he lowered his requirements: ask parents to write a 3,000-word review. After the two teachers reached an agreement, Gu Qingyang generously said that he would not pursue it anymore. The corner of the unlucky head teacher's mouth twitched: Three thousand words? You're so generous! "Ask for recommendations, ask for collections. γ