Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 162 Xiaoyu, I Like You

"I met Teacher Zhu before evening self-study."

He Shiling looked at Ling Mochu with a bright smile on his face.

Ok?When Ling Mochu heard the words, the expression on his face suddenly brightened, and his eyes lit up.

Besides Teacher Ding, her favorite is Teacher Zhu, who is fashionable, exquisite and beautiful, and that is her idol.

But, what is the relationship between Teacher Zhu and Zheng Yifan?
When did you meet?

Geng Xinyu looked at Yi Lingfei, it was just a chat with Yang Juan, so many things happened.

ah?I do not know.When did you meet?

Yi Lingfei shook his head, looked at He Shiling who was on the side, from the cafeteria to the principal's office and then to the classroom, they obviously didn't see Teacher Zhu, okay?

"Students with English over 110, she will look at them differently."

He Shiling looked at Ling Mochu with shining eyes and smiled, directly filtering out other people's eyes.

"Well, I spin 100 up and down, and 105 is my goal now." Hearing this, Ling Mochu thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"and then?"

Several other people asked in unison.

This topic jumps up a bit too fast, what does it have to do with Mr. Zhu to write a love letter for handsome Zheng Da?

Is it possible to write in English?Wang Xiaoxiao gasped, looked at the blackboard and then at Ling Mochu, with a look of sympathy.

What's your expression?Ling Mochu glanced at Wang Xiaoxiao inexplicably, is there any need to look at her with such sympathy?

"Here is a person with perfect English." He Shiling glanced at Zheng Yifan.

Full score in English?Tang Ji's eyes lit up in an instant, and then darkened again in a moment. This is the gap!

"I..." Just as I was about to speak, Du Xiaofeng stopped me.

"Watching a play, you must understand the rules. There is no free lunch in the world, and the excitement belongs to them."

Du Xiaofeng educated Tang Ji like pouring beans, we are just spectators, just watch from a distance, and have no right to participate.

"Don't make any trouble, that group has good grades, let's follow them and learn slowly, anyway, we are also in the same group as them."

Zhou Yuchen said something silently, which was neither sour nor painful, but it also reminded Tang Ji.

That's true, they and they are in the same study group, and when their grades improve, their grades will naturally improve as well.

"clever."

Tang Ji patted Zhou Yuchen, made a gesture of shutting up, watched the play in silence, and acted like a real gentleman.

You investigated me?Zheng Yifan was stunned for a moment, but still nodded. That’s right, he always gets full marks in English exams. As long as he thinks about it, he can get full marks in every subject. It’s just that the Cao school taught him before that he shouldn’t be too complacent, so I just keep Full marks in English and Mathematics.

In fact, there is no need to investigate, as long as you pay attention to the top [-] list, you will find out.

"So?" Ling Mochu asked, what does his perfect score have to do with her?

She doesn't expect full marks, 105, oh no, 110 is fine.

"I see," Wang Xinyi rolled her eyes, took the words, and quickly verified, "She wrote letters for him, and he helped her improve her English. Is that so?"

"What do you think, Zheng Xiaoshuai?" He Shiling looked at Zheng Yifan, there is no free lunch in the world.

I understand this.Just, are you helping me?Are you really helping me?

Zheng Yifan stared at He Shiling without answering. Two seconds later, he glanced at the blackboard and looked at He Shiling again. The two of them looked at each other. Could it be because of what happened in the afternoon?

Of course I'm helping you.He Shiling raised her head slightly, looked at Zheng Yifan, agreed or disagreed, you can see for yourself, I just suggested that if you can't get into the top ten, you can't get into N University, you will be ashamed.

Zheng Yifan glanced at the blackboard again, how could this little plague god think of writing these things on the blackboard?I also focused on reviewing from the first year of high school.

He is very thoughtful, he only cares about acting with them, there is still a need for people to deal with the aftermath.

Well, for the sake of making up lessons for our Mengcao school just now, I guess I will trust you.

After several contests, Zheng Yifan stepped back and looked at Ling Yuchu with a smile, "You can sit in on me when I give Xiaoyu extra lessons."

"Listening? I..."

When Ling Mo first heard the words, he blurted out the three words "not rare", before he could say it, he was interrupted.

"Listen in? Can we do it too?" Wang Xin Yiling came over and stood next to Wang Xiaoxiao with a cute face, "Big handsome guy, don't you mind having two or three more people?"

"Never mind." Zheng Yifan responded, "There is no free lunch in the world."

"I can deliver letters for you. You see, when Ling Mochu writes letters, we will take turns to deliver them for you."

Wang Xinyi rolled her eyes around, and immediately took up the conversation, and took the opportunity to wink at Wang Xiaoxiao and Guo Wenwen, reading love letters and handsome guys for free, this opportunity is not to be missed.

"Yeah, send the letter, the messenger." Wang Xiaoxiao nodded again and again, hehe, the messenger.

In an instant, he imagined a picture of sending a love letter again, and couldn't help laughing.

Well, yes, this little cutie can chat, much more pleasing to the eye than that Mengchu.Zheng Yifan smiled, "Okay, that's it."

"What letter are you sending? Add trouble, I haven't agreed yet."

Ling Yuchu shouted from the side, Wang Xinyi, when did you become so nympho?
And you!Turning his head and glaring at Wang Xiaoxiao again, why are you joining in the fun? If you make such a fuss, you are not afraid that when you return to the dormitory, Xiao Yu will settle accounts with you!

However, Wang Xinyi already has a sense of responsibility, and she is asking Zheng Yifan for the location of the third year (1) classroom.

"Oh, so it's so close to us. This is good."

"Wang Xinyi, you..." Ling Mochu yelled at Wang Xinyi, it's too much, why should her disagreement be due to the wind blowing outside the window?

"I've already done my duty, and the next thing I want to inquire about is the delivery time." Wang Xinyi squinted at Ling Mochu, then looked at Zheng Yifan, "Big handsome guy, when will you deliver the letter? When will you get the letter back?"

Ling Mochu, "..."

"Well, I want to have a private discussion with Xiaoyu." Zheng Yifan looked at Geng Xinyu with a gentle face, "Look, when is it more appropriate? After all, starting tomorrow, we will meet at least twice a day."

Geng Xinyu, "..."

Private discussion?Discuss about P, ​​now that you have asked, is this in private?
No, the problem is considered wrong.What she has to consider is when is it appropriate for him to ask her?
No time is right!Why did she want to meet him?Twice a day, she finds it annoying even to look at it.

Hold back, hold back.Can't get angry.

"Are you going to meet Xiao Yu every day?"

Wang Xiaoxiao leaned over excitedly, saw Geng Xin Yu's cloudy face, and immediately made up a picture of Xiao Yu seeing her every day, smiled, looked at Wang Xinyi, stepped back, and continued watching the play.

Wang Xinyi looked at Zheng Yifan's gentle look at Geng Xinyu, and suddenly, envy overflowed his face, and he caught the eyes of some people.

"Yes." Zheng Yifan replied, and glanced at Geng Xinyu's clenched fist with veins popping out.

Don't speak yet!Your tolerance level is already very high, if you continue to do it, he will not be able to bear it himself, it is too sour.

"See you every day, do you still want to write a love letter?" Wang Xinyi asked weakly, with infinite emotion.

Such a handsome and talented guy can only meet once a day. She doesn't expect to receive a love letter. This Xiaoyu meets twice a day and can still receive a love letter. I am really envious, besides envy, I am envious!
When will she meet such a handsome guy?

"Yes." Zheng Yifan said with a smile, "Pink letterhead to send lovesickness, some words are more beautiful written than spoken. For example, I like you, Xiaoyu."

"..." Geng Xinyu became confused in an instant, his mind went blank.

"..." Several people were stunned for an instant, and Zheng Yifan's gentle voice filled the air:

"Xiaoyu, I like you..."

(End of this chapter)