In the dormitory, just when Jiang Muqing was a little angry, Yu Jin's news quickly came back.

[Pig Head: It's not me who writes love letters, it's Chen Yang, he wants to confess to the girl in Class 7, and he needs to ask you for help to write a more literary love letter. 】

Help Chen Yang write love letters?

[Qingtian: I see, you said it earlier. 】

[Pig's head: Do you have time to help write this?] 】

Jiang Muqing smiled and edited.

[Sunny day: You have spoken, of course I want to help, give me ten minutes. 】

[Pig Head: You can write it in ten minutes? 】

[Sunny day: It's just a love letter, and it's not too difficult, you want to be literary and artistic, right? 】

[Pig's head: Yes.] 】

[Sunny day: Tell him to wait.] 】

Jiang Muqing put down her phone, took a piece of paper in her hand, and after thinking about it for two seconds, she began to write.

Tang Xiaoli passed by, glanced at it curiously, and asked, "What are you writing about?" ”

"Love letters." Jiang Muqing replied without raising her head.

"Writing love letters?"

Tang Xiaoli was surprised: "Are you ready to officially confess to Yu Jin?" ”

"Not me."

Jiang Muqing smiled: "It was Yu Jin who asked me to help Chen Yang write a love letter." ”

"Amount"

Tang Xiaoli couldn't help laughing: "Can you still help write love letters?" ”

When she was studying at night in the evening, Jiang Muqing had already told herself about Zhuge Yun.

She knew that she had misunderstood Zhuge Yun, and she also knew that Chen Yang had a crush on the girl in Class 7.

"It's okay, I'm also helping Yu Jin."

Jiang Muqing said: "Anyway, it's the same as writing an essay, and you don't need any feelings." ”

“.” Tang Xiaoli.

In the boys' dormitory on the other side, Yu Jin put down her mobile phone and said to Chen Yang: "Okay, she promised to write it for you, and she will send it in ten minutes." ”

"Write so fast?"

"Hmm."

Ten minutes is fast, and a moment is here.

Jiang Muqing's love letter was also sent on time, it was a picture.

[Sunny day: Let him copy it himself.] 】

Yu Jin, who received the message, said, "Okay, it's sent." ”

In an instant, the other three immediately surrounded him.

Yu Jin clicked on the picture, then zoomed in and looked at it.

"Dear girl, I also know that lovesickness is difficult, I know that flowers have a reblooming day, and I know that grass has a time to regenerate.

But ah, you are like a blooming begonia.

When I first saw him, I was still stunned for a long time.

On campus, I can only silently watch you walk in front of my eyes every day, but I can't muster up the courage to speak.

You can only brand your face in your heart, drink tea under the moon, and miss the end of the world.

Girl, don't blame me for not being able to express my words, my words are insincere, and I can't write about the wind and snow.

Lovesickness knows when it is, and it is embarrassing to be embarrassed at this time.

Now, as I am leaving, I finally muster up the courage to write this love letter so that I can let you know what I mean.

Whether you love it or not, I'm here waiting for you. ”

After several people read it, they all called it a cowhide.

It is worthy of being the god who can rank first in a single subject of Chinese, this literary and artistic fan, full of ah.

Chen Yang was very satisfied with the letter, and quickly asked Yu Jin to send it to him, and immediately began to transcribe it.

At this time, Jiang Muqing's news came again.

[Qingtian: How is it, is Chen Yang still satisfied? 】

Yu Jin looked back at Chen Yang, who was seriously copying love letters, and replied: [He is very satisfied. 】

[Qingtian: That's good, I'll read the book.] 】

Yu Jin hesitated and asked, "Do you often write love letters?" 】

[Qingtian: No, this is the first time I have written for someone else. 】

[Then how did you write so quickly and so well?] 】

[Sunny day: Is this good?] It's just a pile of rhetoric, and there's no real feeling.

After all, I don't like each other, so naturally I can't write that feeling. 】

[Sunny day: Otherwise, I'll write you a love letter and let you compare. 】

Yu Jin refused: [Don't. 】

[Qingtian: Then when you like me, write me a love letter, right?] Don't worry, I won't dislike it, haha......]

【. 】

Yu Jin put down her phone and ignored the other party.

Writing love letters is such an old-fashioned thing, so he won't do it.

……

The next day, after the second period, everyone walked to the playground to get ready to gather.

Chen Yang took advantage of this time, a little late, and took Zhuge Yun with him, and secretly ran to the seventh class classroom with Zhuge Yun and put it on the girls' desk.

Then rush to the playground to assemble.

Yu Jin looked at the two who came late, and asked with a smile, "It's done?" ”

"Hmm."

As soon as he nodded, Chen Yang seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face was difficult to look at.

Seeing this, the fat man asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I forgot to put my name on the love letter."

“.” Yu Jin, Zhuge Yun.

Chen Yang asked tentatively: "Why don't I go and get it back now and rewrite it?" ”

"Hehe~"

Zhuge Yun glanced at him, pointed to Li Yuying, the head teacher standing on the side, and said, "If you can run out, you can." ”

"I'm really convinced of you."

Yu Jin sighed: "It seems that you can only write one more, but let's say it first, this time you wrote it yourself, and you can't let me ask Jiang Muqing for help." ”

“.” Chen yang.

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, Chen Yang was still depressed when he returned to the classroom.

But things have happened, and there is no way to undo it, so I have to rewrite it head-on.

But at his level, it is a bit difficult to write a literary love letter.

I copied it online, but I didn't have my phone on me.

I can only wait until after school at noon, and then go back to the dormitory to write it myself.

On the other side, in the classroom of Class 7.

The girl also found the letter on her desk, opened it and looked at it, it turned out to be a love letter.

It's pretty well written.

Seeing this, the tablemate on the side asked, "Love letter?" ”

"Hmm."

The girl smiled and said, "I just don't know who wrote it, I don't have a name." ”

"Who else can there be, it must be that Zhuge Yun from the first class."

The same table smiled: "It's not that you don't know, recently, he has asked a lot about you, and everyone has spread the word." ”

"Oh." The girl's eyes flashed, and she lost interest in an instant.

She has seen that Zhuge Yun, a fat man.

He's not his favorite type.

On the contrary, it is Yu Jin of the first class, who has been secretly in love for a long time.

There were several times when I deliberately approached the other party to get his attention, but failed.

Especially this semester, Jiang Muqing inexplicably appeared in the third class, saying that it was his girlfriend, which made the girl's originally stupid heart immediately quiet down.

Literary girls are afraid of rejection, and they love face the most.

After school at noon, when the girl was eating in the cafeteria with her tablemates, she unexpectedly saw Yu Jin and Zhuge Yun and a group of four.

She thought for a moment, then got up and walked alone to the four.

"Hello."

Everyone turned their heads to look at the uninvited guest who greeted them, and they were stunned for a moment.

Because everyone had seen the photos before, they quickly recognized each other.

Compared with others, the girl he had a crush on suddenly appeared in front of him, and Chen Yang instantly became nervous.

He doesn't know what the other party is going to do?

Is it because of that love letter from you?

(End of chapter)