There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 165 Meeting in Internet Café
Early the next morning, Qing'an No. [-] Middle School.

Sun Jiayang rubbed Wuzi's aching ribs, and staggered into the classroom of Class Three (2) of Senior High School.

As soon as he sat down on the seat, a younger brother immediately came over and took out a letter from his arms, with an envious look on his face.

"Boss, here is a love letter for you, from a girl from Qing'an No. [-] Middle School."

"Boss, you are so famous, even the girls in Qing'an No. [-] Middle School are drooling over you!"

Sun Jiayang slapped that little brother on the head again: "Why so much nonsense!"

Then he snatched the envelope from his hand, opened it, pulled out the letter paper, scanned the ten lines at a glance, and then fixed his eyes on the signature.

Hao Huiwen.

There is also a micro signal below.

Sun Jiayang pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Yo, which innocent girl wrote you a love letter?"

With a delicate sound, a slender hand suddenly stretched out, pinched the edge of the letter paper, and yanked it out.

Sun Jiayang raised his head and grinned at the girl who was reading the letter:
"Hey, he's so handsome, and it's also quite annoying!"

The girl slammed the letter paper on the table angrily: "If you don't be so narcissistic, you will die!"

Sun Jiayang suddenly grabbed the girl's hand: "Don't worry, Yueshan, the weak water is three thousand, I will only take a scoop to drink."

Lin Yueshan pursed her lips and returned to her seat.

She was the girl who sat on the back seat of Sun Jiayang's motorcycle that day.

Sun Jiayang continued to ponder for a while, then picked up his phone and added Hao Huiwen's WeChat.

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After school in the afternoon.

Hao Huiwen came to an Internet cafe according to the address sent on WeChat.

As soon as I walked into the Internet cafe, I heard a burst of crackling keyboard tapping, manic mouse clicking, and the sound of exploding foul language one after another.

The air smells of smoke and instant noodles.

Hao Huiwen couldn't help pinching the hem of her clothes. This was the first time in her life that she came to such a smoky place.

The little brother at the front desk asked her if she needed to go online. Hao Huiwen shook her head, saying that she was looking for someone, and then looked around the Internet cafe with her eyes.

Finally, his eyes fell on the back of a handsome boy.

Hao Huiwen bit her lip, pinched her fingers hard, her heart beat faster, her breathing became short of breath, and she walked towards the boy slowly.

That boy is Sun Jiayang, who is playing "League of Legends" at the moment.

Seeing that he was very involved in the game, Hao Huiwen didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the rhythm of his game.

But soon, Sun Jiayang's computer screen turned gray, and a countdown of more than 20 seconds began to appear on the screen.

Sun Jiayang burst out with a foul language: "Ms. Ganni!"

Then he slammed the mouse on the table, making Hao Huiwen tremble in fright.

It was only then that Sun Jiayang noticed that there seemed to be someone beside him, and he quickly turned his head, seeing that it was a strange fat girl, he frowned unconsciously.

"You are...Hao Huiwen?"

Hao Huiwen blushed and nodded shyly: "Well, I am."

Inexplicably, Sun Jiayang felt a little off-putting. Hao Huiwen in her imagination was a slender, petite and cute girl, but in reality she was as strong as a wall.

"Sit down first." Sun Jiayang said, suppressing the discomfort.

"Oh, good!" Hao Huiwen had a sweet and eager smile on her big cake face, with love shining in her eyes.

Sun Jiayang glanced at the computer screen, and with 3 seconds left before the hero was resurrected, he began to refocus his attention on the computer.

Then he threw a sentence to the side: "You play with your phone for a while, and I will talk to you after I finish this round."

Hao Huiwen nodded shyly, narrowed her eyes, and then took out her phone to scan a short video.

Sun Jiayang's hero had already been revived. He hurriedly bought some equipment in the store, and then began to click the mouse frantically, heading towards the middle road.

Hao Huiwen, who was on the side, had long been fascinated by it, with the expression of admiration and fascination that only innocent girls can have.

A boy who concentrates on playing games is really... so sexy!
Hao Huiwen couldn't help but raised her phone and secretly took a photo of Sun Jiayang's profile.

After finishing a round, Sun Jiayang looked at the advanced data. His Picheng female policeman killed only 6 heads, but died 3 times.

An ice shooter in the team actually killed 22 heads, and felt as uncomfortable as if he had been scratched by a cat.

Damn, I really want to find someone to vent!
Sun Jiayang's eyes shifted and fell on Hao Huiwen who was beside him.

"Go and buy me a pack of cigarettes, I want King Furong!"

Hao Huiwen said "oh", got up and went to the front desk to buy cigarettes, and came back soon, handing a pack of Furong Wang to Sun Jiayang.

Sun Jiayang smiled lightly, and finally got a little relief from the frustration of not playing the game well just now.

Then he opened the cigarette case, took out one, and lit it in front of Hao Huiwen.

He took a deep breath, and then gently blew the smoke on Hao Huiwen's face.

Hao Huiwen slapped her face with her chubby hand, and couldn't help coughing.

Sun Jiayang showed a happy smile.

"Are you from Qing'an No. [-] Middle School?"

Hao Huiwen nodded hurriedly.

"Which class are you in?"

"Grade Three (1) Class."

Sun Jiayang rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then pulled out two photos from his phone, Tang Yimo and Li Zheyu were taken by the camera of the grilled fish shop.

"Do you know these two people?"

Hao Huiwen approached, carefully identified for a while, and then nodded slightly.

"know."

Sun Jiayang's eyes flashed before he knew it, and he quickly moved closer: "Then what are their names? Which class are they from?"

Hao Huiwen scratched her hair, and asked with some vigilance, "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, they found my wallet, I want to thank them in person."

"Well, this girl's name is Tang Yimo, and I'm in the same class as me. The boy's name is Li Zheyu, from Class 5 (Grade Three), and he's like a god in our school."

Having said this, Hao Huiwen's eyes shone brightly.

Sun Jiayang grabbed the phone and wrote down the names and classes of the two of them.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "By the way, did they participate in the autumn sports meeting?"

"Tang Yimo participated. She is in the same class as me, so I know very well. As for Li Zheyu, it seems that they said that they will participate in the basketball game."

"Is it a basketball game?"

Sun Jiayang rubbed his chin and muttered something to himself.

Hao Huiwen raised her eyes and asked, "What happened to the basketball game?"

Sun Jiayang smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Sun Jiayang is also on the school's basketball team, which means that he and Li Zheyu will have a... life-and-death battle in the final basketball match of the sports meeting!
The corners of Sun Jiayang's mouth turned up slightly, and a cold light flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)