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Chapter 124 This is a love letter, a love letter you wrote to God Rongyi

Great God lecture hall?Tang poetry can't ask for it.

She took out the physics test paper she took time to do in the morning, and pointed out some of the circled test questions for Rong Yi to read.

Rong Yi just glanced at it, then took out a piece of paper and began to write and draw beside it.At the same time as the tip of the pen under his hand was turning, a warm and deep voice sounded slowly.Tang Shi tilted her head slightly, listening to his explanation.

Qiao Yi lay on the table and watched the backs of the two of them, and couldn't help but slapped his mouth.

The side profile of the Great God Rong Yi is so pretty, look at those eyes, that nose, that mouth.

Turning his gaze to Tang Shi, Qiao Yi started to smack his mouth again.

The profile of the boss is also pretty, look at those eyes, that nose, that mouth.Especially this face, so juicy, I really want to pinch it.

But Qiao Yi has always belonged to a person who has a heart but no guts.She leaned her head to look at the two people, looked at them, and fell asleep in a daze during the low-key exchange between Tang Shi and Rong Yi.

When he woke up, Rong Yi had already left, and most of the people in the classroom had come.

Qiao rubbed his sleepy eyes, wiped something that looked like saliva, stood up and poked Tang Shi's back: "Boss, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Shi put down her pen and said "hmm".

The two left the classroom together, and saw Li Mengmeng and Chen Ziqi walking towards the teaching building from a distance.

As soon as Qiao remembered the morning, she quietly asked Tang Shi: "Boss, what did you say she did two mornings?"

Tang Shi glanced at Chen Ziqi and Chen Ziqi who were getting closer to them, and said calmly: "It will never be a good thing, as long as it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh." Qiao Yi replied, tightening his school uniform pants, "Hurry up, boss, I can't hold back anymore."

……

After two classes in the afternoon, it was time for the campus broadcast.

Today's broadcast did not include chicken soup and songs, and the announcer announced the list of winners who participated in the national competition last time.

When Tang Shi heard about the physics competition group, the tip of Tang Shi's pen slowed down a bit, and the tips of his ears moved.

"Third Prize...Second Prize...National First Prize, Rong Yi, Senior Second Class (1)."

Rong Yi's name was at the end, but it was not unexpected.After Tang Shi heard it, he calmed down and continued to do the questions.Before a problem was solved, the classroom suddenly boiled.

"Whose announcer is today? What is this reading?"

"How did I hear the name of the boss?"

"What did you say earlier? The boss wrote to God Rongyi? Damn, is it true?"

……

Tang Shi was disturbed by these noisy voices and couldn't calm down. As soon as she looked up, she saw Chen Mo looking at her with unknown meaning.

Tang Shi raised her eyebrows: "Say."

Chen Mo signaled Tang Shi to listen to the broadcast outside, Tang Shi rubbed her brows and put down her pen, and turned her ears again.

"...you are like the bright moonlight on the other side, like the magnificent waves, like the beautiful clothes in the wilderness, like the four seasons that have amazed me..."

Tang Shi was puzzled: "This is... a sharing of the highlights of an excellent composition?"

Chen Mo held his forehead and was speechless.

Tang Shi was a little puzzled, and listened quietly again.

"...the first time I saw you, my heart was pounding like a deer. I like your stern look, your tall and straight figure, and your handsome and unrestrained steps when you turn around. I deeply love you. I love everything about you..."

Tang Shi frowned slightly, and looked at Chen Mo puzzled: "Can you write your composition like this now?"

Chen Mo: "..."

Seeing that Tang Poetry hadn't grasped the point, Qiao Yi, who had been listening for a while, finally couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up and said loudly, "Boss, this is a love letter. This is your love letter to God Rong Yi!"

　For those four parallel sentences, I authorize the young ladies to write love letters! (sinister smile)
　　Thank you for your recent recommendations. Today is Monday, and it’s a new week.
　　


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