"Could it be that you're going to get along with her today?" Zhang Musong glanced at him with his peripheral vision.

"No, no, no... No... How could there be... Brother, you know, I'm your brother... How could I not like her? No... You say why don't you think I like Teacher Jinyi? No, it's not... That's not what it means... I mean, I like Mr. Jinyi very much... Oops no... It's just..."This sentence instantly made Zhang Muze stutter.

"Oops!" Zhang Muze gave himself a palm, "I said that my tongue is knotted..."

Zhang Musong felt helpless in the face of this younger brother who couldn't even speak, walked in front of him and said, "Do you say that it is so difficult for you to admit it?" To die is to save face and suffer sin. ”

"Ahh Well, I do like her... After all, she's a big sister, and she's still my teacher, besides, being with her can let her tutor me for free, isn't that good? Zhang Muze also simply admitted it, but Zhang Musong just took the front as the truth, and the back as if it was made up by his younger brother.

He wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhang Musong, "Okay, okay, don't you understand yet?" Be careful with her in the future. ”

"Careful? A little? Why? "Zhang Muze doesn't understand, isn't it good to have a big sister who likes him? At least prove that you still have people who like it.

"She's very wrong, I don't even know what it is for the time being." Zhang Musong replied to him.

"Of course, you're just excellent, but it doesn't mean I'm excellent, and just because you have a girl to confess doesn't mean I have." Zhang Muze was not happy when he heard it, his brother was obviously jealous of himself, right?

At this moment, they passed by a class, and a girl rushed out of the class like she had seen a star, her mouth was a little slurred, which attracted Zhang Muze's attention.

It wasn't until the girl rushed out that she heard what she was shouting, "Zhang Musong, Zhang Musong." ”

It was his brother's name.

The girl blocked the way of the two, and she handed over a large bouquet of roses, on which was a greeting card that seemed to be a letter, "Zhang Musong, I like you, can you be my boyfriend..."

Not again...

Zhang Muze looked at his brother in front of him and couldn't bear to look at it directly, this situation happened occasionally, almost twice a week, compared to every day there will be a confession letter, which made Zhang Muze feel that the confessing side was very bold.

Zhang Musong looked at the girl in front of him without any emotion, the girl didn't dare to look at him, but she was afraid that he wouldn't hear it, so she pulled her throat shyly, and under the gaze of others, she confessed loudly, "Zhang Musong, my male god, I like you..."

She was waiting, because Zhang Musong didn't speak.

But what came came was a refusal, "I'm sorry, you're fit better." ”

"Why, you're the best...", the girl was a little overwhelmed, anxious to find a reason, even if it was a reason.

"I'm a junior in high school, I'm busy, I don't have time, and I don't know who you are."

The tone of the answer is very direct, I just don't have time to fall in love with her...

"But I can wait for you! We can get to know each other slowly..."The girl didn't stop.

"I'm sorry, I don't need my other half, that will only drag myself down." Zhang Musong replied plainly, in fact, this answer also answered Zhang Muze's question.

The other party was like a thunderbolt from the sky, the rose in his hand fell to the ground, and he ran away crying.

Zhang Musong picked up the roses on the ground, just glanced at them and put them on the window next to them, and continued to walk forward like no one, "It's a pity that this flower is a pity." ”

The rejected girl just now ran back to the classroom crying and cried on her desk, the best friend next to her was comforting her, and the male classmates in the class immediately cast hateful eyes, but the two brothers Zhang Mu were as if they didn't see it.

Zhang Muze couldn't stand his brother's cold face, he didn't understand it, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that she won't be able to open it?" ”

But Zhang Musong asked rhetorically, "Have you watched too many idol dramas?" ”

"In idol dramas, the female protagonist confesses to the male protagonist, and when she is rejected, she wants to jump off the building and threaten the male protagonist, tsk, this should be regarded as a soap opera with some meaning, perhaps, do you like to watch this kind of non-nutritious drama?" Zhang Musong did not stop, but continued to walk forward.

This question did ask Zhang Muze, and he continued, "I don't like two kinds of people the most, the first is a person who even has to hide his confession, since he likes it, why don't you confess to him in front of the limelight?" It is not a shame to tell the world that love is not a shame at all, even poets know that confession has to be vigorous, and no one will tell those people to learn to hide love in paper. ”

"The second kind of person who can't even accept the rejection of confession, there are many choices in this world, and he doesn't have to be a person to live, and he threatens to jump off the building if he is rejected, I don't like such a person the most." Zhang Musong said casually, indeed, according to his cold face...

It seems that he doesn't need to take the initiative to confess to other girls...

"That means you threw away all the letters you gave today?" Zhang Muze asked him after listening.

"Well, throw it away, but don't throw it in front of the public, in a place where no one is around." Zhang Musong had no objections.

"What about He Bangyue?" Zhang Muze asked again.

"He Bangyue will have a letter?" Zhang Musong felt very fresh, after all, He Bangyue was the closest girl who lived with the two, and she was almost a classmate who would go all the way home from school every day, although she was not in the same class.

Zhang Musong also knows that He Bangyue, a girl who is afraid of socializing, is not socially impaired, but really afraid of socializing, that is, the kind that will be afraid when talking to others.

"Yes, my confession letter to you, and the cake..."Zhang Muze said.

"That's certainly not a confession letter to me." Zhang Musong replied categorically.

"Throw it away?" Zhang Muze asked.

"No... I am hungry... Leave the cake to me..."Zhang Musong was a little embarrassed, but from another point of view, this intention was accepted.

"You said earlier, my stepmother put a sandwich in my bag today, I didn't eat it, I'll give it to you." Zhang Muze said.

"Deal."

"It seems that you haven't given me any benefits..."Zhang Muze muttered in a low voice.

The arrival of Zhang Musong, a heavyweight and popular figure in the school, instantly made Zhang Muze's class boil, and the remaining girls in the class did not shy away from looking at Zhang Musong who walked in.

He put the small cake on the table, and the confession letter he received early this morning for someone to pass it on, the confession letter is called all kinds, there are blue envelopes, there are thousands of paper cranes in pink bottles, and they will shine, in short, the confession letter is also accompanied by the confession gift...

Zhang Musong was not polite, picked up the whole strawberry cake on the table and twisted it into his mouth, Zhang Muze looked for a while to find the thousand paper crane, and said, "Na, this is your confession letter." ”

"This is not my confession letter." Zhang Musong replied.

"Who knows..."Zhang Muze reached into his bag and looked for the sandwich in the bag.

"It's really not mine," Zhang Musong said.

"Is that a confession?" Zhang Muze asked again.

"Yes, but not mine." Zhang Musong replied.

"Strange... Whose is that..."Zhang Muze felt strange, but what his brother said in the next second instantly made him feel incredible.

"This is your confession..."