There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 29

Lao Wang is like a bright moon.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

Coming to Tang Yimo's seat, he stretched out his big hand.

"Bring it!"

Tang Yimo's heart seemed to be hit violently with a drumstick.

"Boom~", the shock made my chest ache.

After stroking the bangs on his forehead with his slender fingers that were as tender as onion tubes, Tang Yimo then murmured:
"What... what?"

The expression on his face was one of ignorance and ignorance.

Lao Wang's old face sank: "I've seen it all."

The subtext is: you stop doing fearless struggles.

Tang Yimo had no choice but to surrender, reluctantly took out Yan Junxi's love letter from the drawer, and handed it to Lao Wang.

As soon as Lao Wang took the envelope, the system's prompt sounded.

[Ding~~ Attention the host, 50 love points have been deducted, and now there are 275 love points left. 】

Tang Yimo seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and was instantly focused on the spot.

Nani~~
Can the love value obtained be deducted? !

What kind of broken system is this?
Tang Yimo broke down a bit, if it wasn't for Lao Wang in front of her, she would really pull her hair violently.

[If the love letter no longer belongs to the host, the love value will disappear along with it. 】The system's cold voice sounded.

Lao Wang took the envelope and walked slowly to the corridor.

Opening the envelope, Lao Wang held the letter paper with his left hand and read it with interest.

But his right hand took out a cotton swab from his pocket, and gently picked it up in his ear.

From time to time, there are bursts of refreshing shudders!
Tang Yimo: (pulls his hair vigorously) It's dead now, Lao Wang must think that Yan Junxi and I are in a relationship, and I'm going to call my parents soon!
Yan Junxi: (takes a deep breath) Calm down, if it’s really not possible, tell me about Yimo’s novel writing.It's just that... Yimo's novels must be eunuchs, so wouldn't the source of my daily happiness be gone? !

Xia Yanling: (beating her head hard) Why didn't such a beautiful thing happen to her? !Alas, I blame myself for not being talented!
Jin Xiaodong: Damn, rumors are bound to spread, and it will be depressing if the fakes come true!I have to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Junxi, and it is best to let him write a letter of guarantee.

"Jingle bell~~"

The bell for morning class rang.

The sound of reading aloud filled the entire campus in an instant.

Lao Wang threw away the cotton swab, folded the love letter, and put it in his shirt pocket.

With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly into the classroom again, and came to Tang Yimo's desk with half-closed eyes.

Lao Wang stretched out his fingers and tapped Tang Yimo's table twice, then turned his head at Yan Junxi, and then slowly walked back to the corridor.

Tang Yimo bit her lip, her ears felt hot, she lowered her head and quickly followed out.

When Yan Junxi came out, Jin Xiaodong grabbed his arm.

"After a while, you will say that this love letter was written for me, and you can blame me for this."

"Let me see the situation."

on the corridor.

Lao Wang stretched out his hand and rubbed the stubble on his chin, and his eyes wandered for a while on their drooping faces.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Tang Yimo pinched her fingers and remained silent.

Yan Junxi's lips twitched a bit, and he hesitated to speak.

He glanced at Tang Yimo and gave him a questioning look.

It seems to be asking: Do you want to tell Lao Wang the truth?
Tang Yimo shook his head carelessly at him.

If Lao Wang knew that he spent so much time writing novels every day, he would explode on the spot!

This is the most critical stage of high school.

Time is simply more precious than gold!

Behaviors such as writing novels, such as reckless waste and playfulness, should be dragged out and paraded in the streets to show the public!
When the time comes to wait for your own destiny, you don’t even need to think about it:

The right to live alone was withdrawn, the computer was locked, and the mobile phone was confiscated...

Tang Yimo Dan slightly parted his lips and coughed.

"Well, it's a way for us to...communicate our writing experiences, not...you think."

Old Wang raised his eyebrows lightly.

Exchange writing experience?

Hehe, what a liar!

I wanted to give a severe reprimand, but I was a little bit cautious.

The grades of these two students are at the top of the pyramid in the class, and it is normal for them to attract each other.

Lao Wang is not the kind of old antique who can't see puppy love, it's just that young people are short-sighted and easily lose their sense of proportion.

If you are not careful, you may be playing with fire, and your past will be ruined.

Lao Wang stretched out his fingers and scratched the center of his eyebrows: "This time, I will just believe that you are exchanging writing experience, but if there is another time, I will ask your parents to invite me to drink tea."

The two of them nodded their heads as if they had received an amnesty.

"However..." Lao Wang changed the subject, "I still want to remind you that the most important thing now is your studies. If you really like it, wouldn't it be nice to work together to get into Qingbei?"

Tang Yimo was speechless for a while.

"Teacher, we really didn't..."

Lao Wang raised his hand and shook slowly: "It's okay, I understand. I think back then, your mistress and I...cough cough...forget it, the hero will not mention the courage in the past."

Both of them had black lines on their foreheads.

"You only need to wait another year, and you will be free! You must exercise restraint! When you go to Qingbei, the teacher will definitely give you a big red envelope."

"..."

"Go back to the classroom."

! !
This thing just passed away so calmly? !
Both of them were stunned for a while.

Yan Junxi tugged Tang Yimo's arm, signaling her to leave quickly.

What if Lao Wang regrets it!

Tang Yimo turned around and just took a step, but stopped again.

Look back.

"Teacher Wang, can you return that letter to me?"

That's 50 o'clock love value!

Lao Wang raised his eyebrows thickly, "Oh, yes, yes, this is the result of your exchange of writing experience, here, here you are."

"Thank you, teacher."

Tang Yimo took it lightly.

[Ding~~ Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 50 love points. 】

Woohoo~~
The 50-point love value is finally back.

After Lao Wang left, Yan Junxi threw a note over.

Tang Yimo hurriedly rushed to take it apart and took a look.

[Old Wang has already locked us in. For safety reasons, I will not write love letters to you in the future. 】

[Anyway, judging from the current trend of the novel's plot, love letters are not very useful anymore. 】

[Come on, don't stop updating the novel, just point to this every day, happy and happy. 】

Tang Yimo's delicate body couldn't help but look like a tree.

depressed!

From then on, there is no such good wool to squeeze!
woo woo woo...

Am I really going to become a love letter?
When all thoughts were lost, a small soft catkin quietly reached out.

Grabbing the note with one hand, he slammed it into his arms.

The note had already fallen into Xia Yanling's hands.

Unfolding it quickly, like a person who has been hungry for three days throwing himself on the bread, he looked greedily.

After reading, Xia Yanling let out a long breath.

I can't wait to twist Yangko happily, but I can't perform it due to the limited venue.

at last……

Junxi doesn't need to write love letters to Yimo anymore!

Finally, no more sour!

(End of this chapter)