At this time, Ye Xingchen came to Lin Miaomiao's side and patted her on the back: "Hey, what's wrong, are you uncomfortable?" You're not going to come again, are you? ”

Lin Miaomiao raised her head with a black line on her face: "Come on your sister, come on, your relatives come every day." ”

Ye Xingchen then teased her: "What's the matter, the anger is so big, I choose liberal arts, the two of us are in the same class, you are still not happy." Why don't I go? ”

Lin Miaomiao pretended not to care: "Cut, who is rare, where do you like to go, what does it have to do with me." ”

Jiang Tianhao said beside him: "Brother Lin Miaochen accompanied you to the liberal arts class, you are still not satisfied, the three of you are gone, how lonely I am by myself." ”

Lin Miaomiao also said: "Isn't there still money Sany?" How good it is for you and him to be in the same class. ”

"No, I don't want to live with him. If I wasn't good at science or liberal arts, I would have followed you. Jiang Tianhao sighed,

However, Jiang Tianhao's liberal arts are really too bad, and Deng Xiaoqi said that he can't even write love letters at his level. He wrote it to her on the spot, but he wrote it for a long time, and he held back a sentence: "I like you very much, like sin square plus cos square, consistently." Jiang Tianhao, who was usually very arrogant, suddenly blushed.

"Dude, you deserve to be a single dog! Who can understand this liberal arts girl who wrote it! Lin Miaomiao sarcastically mocked him.

Jiang Tianhao: "Say I'm not good at writing, so you write one?" ”

Deng Xiaoqi pursed her lips at Qian Sanyi and smiled, and wrote with a pen: "I like you, like a cloud chasing the wind, regardless of what you do." ”

Jiang Tianhao held Deng Xiaoqi's note in the palm of his hand: "Xiaoqi, you can write what I want to say but can't say at once." Give me this poem, right? ”

Deng Xiaoqi snatched it back from him: "I didn't write it to you. ”

Lin Miaomiao was afraid that Jiang Tianhao would be upset, so she hurriedly said: "Love letters need literature and art, they must be chanted to make the wind and the moon, and they must be combined with fiction and reality." In this way, people can be moved with emotion. She took the paper and continued: "I like you, I have walked eight thousand miles like the wind, and I don't ask ...... date of return" raised her head and glanced at Lao Ye, "How is it?" It's fresh, brave and moving, right? ”

Ye Xingchen had heard this poem in his own world, and it was more complete.

"It's okay, but this kind of earthy love story is a bit outdated." Ye Xingchen said to Lin Miaomiao.

"Cut, this is still dirty, you have the ability to write." Lin Miaomiao looked disdainful.

Ye Xingchen began his performance: "It's very simple, listen to it.

I like you

Like rain falling on the tropics and the polar regions

Not far away

I like you

Like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea, it breathes gently

Extremely infatuated and disgusted

I like you

Like a shrew scolding the street

Unreasonable

I like you

Like the old city gate that has been waiting for many years

The beauty of the cocoon

I like you

The willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, and the sunset is tidal

Can't help yourself

I like you

Like a whale starved of oxygen in the deep sea of 6,400 meters

Never get tired of it

I like you

Like clouds drifting for 90,000 miles

There was no rest

I like you

Like subjects waiting for the restoration of the dynasty

Elusive

I like you

It's like a little smoke

Tang pear fried snow and rain

I like you

It's like the yellowing of the old story

Half deaf and half dumb, lost his voice

I like you

Like autumn leaves withered vines decay in the hometown

After that will be indefinite

I like you

Like the sun rising and setting

Regardless of the day or night

I like you

Like the afterglow before sunset

I can't bear to leave

I like you

It's like a noisy secret

Words

I like you

Like the stars rushing through the night for eons of years

No complaints

I like you

Like snow ravaging the earth

Boundless

I like you

Like snow that stretches endlessly and sprinkles all over the earth

It's cool that I'm beautiful, it's you

I like you

Like inverse functions and axes

It's out of reach

It is a prose poem

I like you

Like the sun shining on the heavens and the earth

Gentle and cozy

I like you

Like spring grass burning green ridges

No doubt

I like you

Like the cycle of the sun and the moon

Ignore the day and night" Ye Xingchen slightly modified the original prose poem in his previous life.

Deng Xiaoqi also exclaimed when he saw Ye Xingchen writing love letters so well: "Wow, it's so beautiful, Brother Chen, you are too powerful." Miaomiao, did you hear that? ”

After listening to this, Lin Miaomiao looked at Ye Xingchen with admiration, and she was also a little happy in her heart. Because when Ye Xingchen wrote the poem just now, he looked at himself and said it.

Jiang Tianhao was envious of Ye Xingchen's talent on the side, he didn't expect Ye Xingchen to be very strong in writing love letters.

Ye Xingchen suddenly said at this time: "Actually, compared to this kind of confession of earthy love words, I still like the three-line love letter contest held by Hanwu University, which means to write a love letter with only three lines." ”

Lin Miaomiao asked at this time: "Is there a little less love letter in the three lines?" ”

Ye Xingchen continued: "The three-line love letter is to express the most romantic language in the shortest words. That's what it's about. So, let me give you an example.

Did you know?

In the classroom, someone calls your name

I'll look up before you do. When he said this, he watched Lin Miaomiao say it all the way.

Lin Miaomiao was a little shy, and her eyes also looked away. The mouth said: "What is this, it's not romantic at all." ”

Jiang Tianhao said again at this time: "Yes, it's better than what I wrote, this is average." ”

Ye Xingchen: "Actually, love letters are not only about literary talent. It's more about meaning. Well, I'm telling you one, you can savor it.

The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me, the sky is full of me falling on the maple leaves, snowflakes, and you are thinking about me.

It's my favorite song, and it's the one that makes me feel the most.

”

Lin Miaomiao couldn't see anything good: "Lao Ye, have you never learned Chinese, which of these three sentences is reasonable." ”

Deng Xiaoqi also chimed in: "Yes, Brother Chen, this is written in reverse." ”

Ye Xingchen didn't speak, and then Qian Sanyi spoke: "No, I didn't write it back." This is deliberately written as such. It is impossible for a crab to peel my shell, it is impossible for a notebook to write about me, it is impossible for me to fall on a maple leaf in the sky, and you can't miss me, right, Brother Chen. ”

Ye Xingchen also said with some appreciation: "Correct, but not entirely true." This poem contains three meanings, the first of which is what you just said. ”

Lin Miaomiao was curious at this time: "What are the other two meanings of this poem?" ”

Ye Xingchen also said unhurriedly that it made sense, "The meaning of the second layer is also relatively simple, I am peeling the shell of a crab, I am writing a notebook, the maple leaves in the sky are falling on my body, and I am thinking about you." As for the third meaning...... You will only fall in love with me if the world is turned upside down. After speaking, Ye Xingchen was also a little sad.

The crowd was silent, this poem was so sad, they could feel how uncomfortable it was in the hearts of the people who wrote it.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Ye Xingchen continued: "In fact, the perfect ending is not necessarily remembered by people, but the poignant love must not be forgotten by everyone. Love but can't, abandon but can't, give up. This is the normal state of life" Ye Xingchen remembered his previous life at this time, and he was like this at that time. I liked someone for three years, and I chased her for three years, but I was still rejected. At that time, I felt very painful in my heart, and the sudden feeling of powerlessness was really uncomfortable.

Just when Ye Xingchen was still distracted, Deng Xiaoqi suddenly asked, "Brother Chen, are you ...... What's the matter, you haven't experienced it too. ”

Lin Miaomiao also pricked up her ears and listened carefully at this time, for fear of missing a word.

Ye Xingchen came back to his senses and looked at them, but did not answer this question immediately. Just then the bell rang, and they all had to return to their places. Everyone didn't care, only Lin Miaomiao kept thinking about it when she was in class, and she didn't have the heart to listen to the class at all.

……

Teachers are divided into two camps, arts and sciences, and seize every opportunity to lobby their favorite students in each class and encourage them to join their disciples. Sometimes they don't hesitate to slander each other in order to compete for top students. The teachers of the elite high schools all hope that their students will not take detours and become successful as soon as possible, and they will do everything they can. The heart of sincerity can be learned from the sky.

Qian Sanyi chose science because his grandfather chose it for him. "Our Qian family has a tradition of serving the country with science. You have to learn from your uncle. "The Qian family is a famous family, and the old man himself is a highly talented student majoring in bridges in the Department of Architecture of Aurora University, "Ahem! Sanyi, your Uncle Jiang sent an email back the day before yesterday, and asked about your studies, hoping that you can choose science and apply for his major in the future. He is your role model! ”

Qian Sanyi's name was given by his grandfather, it looks simple, but it is actually rich in connotation, which is played by the old man from the "Tao Te Ching". At the beginning, his son was short of gold in the five elements, and the old man gave him a Qian Yukun, but unexpectedly, his son regarded wealth as his life, and he was stinking of copper, which was unbearable! When his grandson was born, the old man deliberately changed the "one three" of "one life to two, two to three, and three to everything" to "three one", indeed hoping that everything would return to the Tao, so that his grandson would correct Qian Yukun's deviated route and go abroad for further study like his closed disciple Jiang Minwen.

Deng Xiaoqi was reluctant to give up, and almost went to the liberal arts class with Lin Miaomiao in tears. I can't see "wuli one by one" in the class every day anymore! Lin Miaomiao's feeling is the opposite, she has finally broken free from that alien class! "The sky in the liberated areas is a clear day. The people of the liberated areas like it so much! She sang and danced in her dorm room, "Farewell, Science!" Let's go, don't send it! Hia hia hia hia……”

Lin Miaomiao finally entered the liberal arts class as she wished, and Ye Xingchen continued to share the table with Lin Miaomiao.

Wang Shengnan was very shocked when he heard that Ye Xingchen went to the liberal arts class, thinking that why did a child who studied science so well go to the liberal arts class, wouldn't it really be interesting to Lin Miaomiao. For this reason, she also specially asked Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen still used the same rhetoric to Lao Zhao De in the end.

It's finally time for the holidays, and Ye Xingchen thought that he hadn't gone out with Lin Miaomiao for a long time. So I called Lin Miaomiao and asked if she could come out. When Lin Miaomiao heard that Lao Ye was going to take her out to play, she didn't even think about agreeing directly, she had been thinking about this for a long time since Ye Xingchen cooked for her last time.

Lin Miaomiao called Ye Xingchen after arriving at the designated place: "Old Ye, I'm here, why haven't you come yet?" ”

Ye Xingchen was in the car at this time because of the traffic jam on the road and was delayed for a while: "I'm almost there, don't run around when you wait for me, I can't find you when I arrive." ”

Lin Miaomiao: "You're too slow, you're a boy slower than me." ”

Ye Xingchen: "Hehe, it's only 8:30 and there is still a while before lunch, so what's the hurry." ”

Lin Miaomiao saw that her careful thinking was seen through and said in a panic: "What nonsense are you talking about, who said that I came out to kill you...... Phew, who said I was in a hurry to eat, you actually thought of me too much. ”

Ye Xingchen hung up the phone directly, hehe, I believe you are a ghost, can I not know what you want.

"Damn Lao Ye actually hung up on me, you're finished."