After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 162 Sister Mo has a Negative Love Quotient?

About half an hour later, Ling Mo walked briskly towards Class F of the third year of high school, carrying a shoulder bag as usual.

Now she is used to the admiring or envious eyes cast by her classmates.

Therefore, even if the boys who come in groups are staring at her like idiots, she can calmly do what she is doing without any embarrassment.

But this morning, the reaction of the students was obviously abnormal.

Ling Mo frowned slightly, and looked at the male students who ran away without a trace as soon as they saw her in bewilderment, and muttered again in his heart.

She does look a little cold, and occasionally gives people the feeling of being thousands of miles away.

But even so, they don't need to run away when they see her, right?

She is not a scourge, at most she is a cold and cool drag sister.

Besides, she doesn't seem to be any different from her usual self today.

Looking back, seeing Cheng Cheng coming with a stack of homework in his hands, Ling Mo waved at him.

When Cheng Cheng saw Ling Mo, his whole face turned red, and he looked at her for a second, then hurriedly lowered his head, trying to pretend he didn't see her, and hurriedly rubbed shoulders with her And pass.

Seeing this, Ling Mo felt even more confused, and simply strode forward to block his way, and asked softly:
"Cheng Cheng, what happened to you today? Why did you run away when you saw me?"

"Student Ling Mo, please, please let me go."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Cheng Cheng's dark face, and now Ling Mo stopped him by name, so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground.

Ling Mo crossed his arms and asked impatiently:

"What happened? I just didn't come to class for a day. Why do most of my classmates treat me like a plague god and hide as far as I can?"

"Student Ling Mo, everyone doesn't regard you as a plague god. Everyone likes you very much. It's too late to respect and love you."

When the word "love" was mentioned, Cheng Cheng suddenly lowered his voice very softly, fearing that Ling Mo would grab the word and force him to recite it a hundred times in public on the podium.

Ling Mo looked at the extremely shy Cheng Cheng speechlessly, guessing that he couldn't figure out why, but fortunately Gu Tingbai solved her confusion in time:
"Sister Mo, as far as I know, the reason why they all avoid you is mainly because you left threatening words in their love letters to you. They are afraid of losing face, so they choose to avoid you very tacitly." .”

"What love letter?" Ling Mo asked half-knowledge.

"Isn't it? Sister Mo, you don't know about this? Every morning when I deliver milk to you, I'll take a look at your drawer. I don't know if I don't look at it. I'm shocked when I see it. There are not many love letters in your drawer." It is said that there are dozens of letters."

"I know how to memorize the textbooks. What do I do if I have nothing to do?"

Ling Mo shrugged, suddenly curious about what Cheng Cheng wrote to her, and said straight to the point: "Cheng Cheng, hand over the love letter, I haven't read what you wrote yet."

"what?"

Cheng Cheng didn't expect that Ling Mo hadn't read the contents of the love letter. Although he felt ashamed to hand the love letter to Ling Mo with his own hands, he obediently obeyed, freed one hand, and took out a letter from his trouser pocket. A crumpled love letter, "Student Ling Mo, please don't read it out loud."

"Good to say."

Ling Mo responded readily, took the crumpled love letter, patiently flattened every fold and corner, and then gently unfolded the letter paper,

On the letter paper, the black handwriting was like densely packed earthworms, staggering to and fro.

It can be seen that Cheng Cheng has tried his best to write every word well, but the pen is not strong enough, the more he puts his heart into it, the uglier it becomes.

"Cheng Cheng, this sentence has a bad grammar and mixed sentence patterns, remember not to do it again next time."

Ling Mo skimmed through it briefly, pointed to the crooked characters on the letter paper, and said in a serious manner.

"what?"

Cheng Cheng didn't expect Ling Mo to say this to him, it was like being corrected by the class teacher in public, somewhat dumbfounded.

No wonder the students said in private that Ling Mo's love quotient is almost zero.

It now appears that this statement is not false.

"And this sentence, it's too exaggerated. What do you mean, every time you see me, your heartbeat can soar to [-]? Do you think your heart is an electric motor?"

Ling Mo delved into the rationality of Cheng Cheng's love letter, and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

But anyone she regards as a friend, she will naturally ignore the gender difference, collectively referred to as "buddies".

However, Qin Beiming was an exception.

After all, Qin Beiming is so far the only person who can seduce her by virtue of her beauty.

"Student Ling Mo, so, do you agree or not?"

Cheng Cheng didn't expect Ling Mo to be addicted to correcting mistakes, so he plucked up the courage to ask a question with great anxiety.

"Promise what? I treat you as a brother and confide in you, but you actually want to plot against me?"

Ling Mo questioned his head and covered his face, and then shifted his attention to the bold and unrestrained line at the end of the love letter:

"Who wrote this line? The handwriting is so beautiful."

"I don't know about this. I thought it was written by you."

Cheng Cheng scratched his head, although Ling Mo declined politely in a different way, but after thinking about it, she did not accept other people's overtures, so she finally felt a little more balanced.

(End of this chapter)