There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 37 Dare to act wildly on the territory of class (1)!

Inside Tang Yimo's apartment.

Lao Wang rubbed his half-white short hair vigorously, and kept walking back and forth in the room.

Although he has quit smoking for almost 10 years, at this moment, he couldn't help but want to order one and take a deep breath.

anxiety!

So fucking anxious!
It has to be said that this bitch Zhao Ying is still a bit crooked, and she was able to invite the vice chairman of the Municipal Writers Association.

Just don't know what price she paid?
not……

Lao Wang sneered darkly.

How did he know that Yu Zhongwen was actually Zhao Ying's brother-in-law's cousin.

Lao Wang shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Although our class (1) now has an absolute advantage in numbers, if Li Zheyu wins the first prize, everything will be useless."

"After all, even if there are 10 second prizes added up, none of the first prizes has as much gold content!"

"Oh, I'm doomed!"

Jin Xiaodong suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"Or, let's report them."

"Let's say that Yu Zhongwen missed the question in advance, and asked the Municipal Writers' Association to disqualify him from being a judge, and banned Li Zheyu and the others from participating."

The expression on Lao Wang's face remained unchanged, and he shook his head: "Where's the evidence?"

"They went to Li Zheyu's house together, isn't that evidence?"

"He can say that he just went to drink tea!"

Jin Xiaodong stretched out his fingers and scratched his temples frantically, and shrank like a deflated ball.

Tang Yimo, who was pondering for a long time, suddenly straightened his body.

"I think, at this time, we should forget the word 'win or lose', and simply regard this competition as a composition exercise. As long as we write it carefully, we will have a clear conscience!"

Yan Junxi nodded in agreement: "Even if they have missed questions and can prepare in advance, if we perform well on the spot, we may not necessarily lose. Moreover, it is fairer for the judges to cross-check during the selection process."

Xia Yanling also seemed to realize something:
"It's like a cancer patient. If we don't know our disease, we can live a few more years. So if we are too entangled in winning or losing now, the burden on our hearts will be too heavy, and we will not perform well in the game!"

Lao Wang punched the wall heavily.

"You little bastards, you really... taught me a good lesson!"

"Wang Yangming said, I'm ashamed to be tempted by losing the ranking. Alas, he can keep his heart unmoved when he loses the ranking. As for me, I was so confused by a man wearing a peaked cap!"

"Sure enough, I'm still superficial. Most of my life has been wasted!"

"Teacher Wang, how can you be blamed for this?!" Jin Xiaodong stood up and said indignantly, "If you want to blame, blame that bad woman! She cheated and tried to take a shortcut!"

Lao Wang rolled his eyes at Jin Xiaodong: "There is no respect for elders, big or small! Bad woman, is that what you call it? If it gets out, those who don't know, think I taught you!"

Jin Xiaodong pouted, and sat back on the sofa with an innocent face.

Tang Yimo and Xia Yanling couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled.

"By the way, Teacher Wang, I suddenly remembered that my father and the chairman of the City Writers Association seem to be classmates." Yan Junxi's voice sounded.

Suddenly there was a dead silence.

Except for Yan Junxi, the other four people turned into wax figures in an instant.

five seconds later...

Lao Wang slapped his thigh suddenly, and there was a "pop", like a thunder.

Everyone was worried for a while, that Lao Wang's leg might be useless.

"You son of a bitch, why didn't you tell me about 'Wang Zha' sooner! I almost bought cigarettes to smoke!"

Yan Junxi rubbed his nose embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I too...just remembered."

"Then what are you doing in a daze, call your dad quickly."

Yan Junxi nodded, grabbed the phone, and walked quickly to the balcony.

Two minutes later, Yan Junxi walked back to the living room.

Everyone immediately surrounded him, staring at him with burning eyes: "What did your father say?"

Yan Junxi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"He was drinking tea with a client and said he would call the chairman of the Writers Association in the evening."

Lao Wang's heart couldn't help but plummeted again.

night? !
I also hope that the chairman can give us some suggestions, and this is a P!
"Forget it, don't expect any foreign aid, let's do what we should do!"

Lao Wang took out his laptop and opened a PPT.

"This is the topic of the composition competition I have compiled for the past few years..."

Once the discussion started, everyone quickly entered a state of flow.

Completely immersed in it, time seems to stand still.

…………

On Monday, there are two days before the composition contest.

This is the time for recess.

In the classroom of Class 1 of Senior Secondary School.

The students are either studying, chatting, listening to music, sleeping, or pulling the braids of the girl at the front desk to play...

In short, it is relaxed and harmonious.

Suddenly, the girls stayed in place as if they had been acupunctured collectively.

His eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, his breathing was stagnant, and his hands and feet were numb.

Their eyes were all focused on the door of the classroom.

There stood a boy in a blue college-style suit, with a tall figure and a stern expression.

Just like the wizard Howl in "Howl's Moving Castle".

"Good... good... so handsome!" Xia Yanling couldn't help wiping the corners of her mouth.

The boys in the class also seemed to have smelled something, and they all woke up from their respective entertainment projects, and looked at the door of the classroom with fierce eyes.

Li Zheyu is like a black hole, no matter how hot or ferocious your gaze is, when it comes to him, it will be completely sucked by you.

Li Zheyu's eyes wandered around the classroom, and finally fell on Tang Yimo.

Then, he stepped towards Tang Yimo.

His pair of clean white sneakers, one step, two steps, stepped on the classroom floor, constantly shortening the distance between Tang Yimo and Tang Yimo.

Tang Yimo was like a little sheep being stared at by a tiger, suddenly unable to move.

In addition to opening a pair of terrified eyes, panting desperately, and frantic heartbeat...

She has lost all ability to think.

Brain, blank!
Li Zheyu's white sneakers stopped by Tang Yimo's table.

The corners of the mouth were hooked into a half-smile, and there was no warmth in the eyes.

Suddenly, Li Zheyu raised his hand, reached into his arms, and took out a cowhide envelope from the inside pocket of his suit.

"Wow……"

The girls in the classroom suddenly let out a whisper.

"Could it be a love letter?!"

Some girls had already clasped their hands in front of their chests, showing satisfied smiles after eating dog food.

"dong dong~~"

"dong dong~~"

……

Tang Yimo's heart was like a broken drum, beating rhythmlessly and tremblingly.

The cowhide envelope drew a graceful arc in the air and stopped in front of Tang Yimo.

"Damn it, how dare you snatch Lao Tzu's woman, and she's still on the territory of class (1)! It's too crazy!"

Jin Xiaodong stood up like a strong man, swung his iron palm swiftly, and rushed towards the envelope.

Seeing that he was about to grab the envelope in his hand.

But seeing a small soft catkin lightly raised, the envelope had landed safely in Tang Yimo's hand.

(End of this chapter)