School bully, your character is broken

"Otherwise, I'll just write you a love letter," Tan Han said with a smile, "Why did I choose such a strange topic?"

"You can write if you are not afraid of death," Jiang Yao winked at him, "I support you."

Tan Han: "Anyway, it's not an exam composition, it's just for practice... Even if it's an exam composition, I dare to write it. Wait for Brother Tan to surprise you!"

"You are the sunshine in my heart."

"Although you and I are far apart, my heart has already been put down by your side. Although I can't be the cinnabar in your heart, I only want to be a flying flower on your road."

"They say, you are the snow that never melts for thousands of years, and you are on the top of the mountain all the year round. I think it's just that you lack a ray of sunshine to warm you. I want to be this ray of sunshine, okay?"

"The little girl is not talented, she doesn't have a bright heart to embroider, she doesn't have a magical pen, but she has the most sincere heart."

"..."

As soon as Tan Han picked up the pen, these words ran out of his mind uncontrollably, and he couldn't control it no matter what.

Qin Han: Hello Kitty is all to blame!When I see your brother, I will definitely beat him all over the floor, find his teeth and make his whole body blossom!

Tan Han is going to risk his life to write a cryptic love letter to Jiang Yao: Brother Tan, who was the top scorer in the Chinese high school entrance examination and got a perfect score in composition, come on!

"If I hadn't met you, I might never have known how to write a love letter.

"I have a deep love for you. Although the time we have been together is not long, it is better than countless people in the world. The lights in the hustle and bustle are not as warm as your embrace. That kind of warmth can be burned in the bones and come from within. , people can't help but get close.

"Some people say that you are ice and snow for thousands of years, you stay on the top of the mountain all day long, and you need sunshine.

"But I think you are a beam of light, since it is enough to warm others, why add another beam?

"I don't know what the future looks like, so I cherish every minute and every second with you."

Tan Han almost moved himself to tears. He felt that it was okay to kill Hello Kitty in seconds.

The following content is very erratic, hazy and confusing for people to read. This is what Tan Han wanted, and he wrote the ending with a "peerless good character" that the first-hand teachers can probably recognize.

"No matter how gorgeous the words are, in the final analysis, there are only three words, I love you. If these three words are not important enough, then add four more, and you will live forever."

Tan Han turned his pen and glanced at Jiang Yao unintentionally. Jiang Yao had finished writing and was lying on the table looking at him.

Seriously.

Tan Han stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "In order to express my love for you, the love letter I wrote is for you."

Jiang Yao: "Then you just give it to me, don't hand it over."

Tan Han said solemnly: "That's not okay, there are not enough grids on it, I will write tens of thousands of words for you when I get back, English is also fine."

Jiang Yao: "..."

When the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Yao watched Tan Han hand in the composition paper: "...Did you really write a love letter?"

"It's true," Tan Han said, "Didn't you see it when I wrote it just now?"

"I just want to see you."

Something went wrong with Qin Han's "masterpiece".

"Student Qin Han, would you like to explain?" In the office, the Chinese teacher pointed to the composition paper spread out on the desk, "Your Chinese is so good, and your reading comprehension is basically full marks, why can't you understand this topic? What? You can’t really write a love letter even if you are asked to.”

"The writing is quite good, especially the second half. Although the context is hazy, the emotion is real. I think among the many love letters I received back then, there was not one like this..."

Old Zhao leaned over with a gossipy face: "Love letter? Who wrote it for whom, let me have a look."

The Chinese teacher sighed, and said helplessly: "Mr. Zhao, puppy love is a very serious matter. At that time, my daughter's classmate fell in love with a handsome young man in her class, and they were all freshmen in high school. Since then , the grades are going down and down, and I just look at each other in class, I don't pay attention to the class at all, I can't control it..."

Tan Han leaned against the wall and listened to the Chinese teacher talk about the dangers of puppy love for 10 minutes. He thought that he deserved to be a Chinese teacher, and he did not repeat his words, and he did not intend to stop at all.

Halfway through, Tan Han wanted to interject: "Teacher, I..."

"Stop, listen to me first, you guys don't even know what love is at such a young age, it's too superficial now, you only see people on the surface, and you don't want to dig deep into the inner beauty of others..."

Qin Han: "..."

After 5 minutes, the Chinese teacher finally stopped the topic of puppy love: "Finally, classmate Qin Han... the teacher is a little curious, which little girl did you write this love letter to?"

Several teachers looked here curiously.

"No," Tan Han didn't mind others knowing about him and Jiang Yao, but he didn't want to say it in front of so many teachers, "It's from our class anyway."

The Chinese teacher was shocked: "In our class?"

Lao Zhao, who has been listening intentionally or unintentionally: "I didn't notice? Am I being too irresponsible as the head teacher?"

Tan Han took his masterpiece and folded a few towel pockets: "I don't think this kind of thing is suitable for you, teacher, so I'd better take it away."

"Stop, don't take it away..." The Chinese teacher wanted to say something more, but Tan Han had already said "goodbye, teacher" and left the office.

After the love letter incident, Lao Zhao often used various reasons to ask Tan Han to go to his office, saying that he cared about the students, but in fact he wanted to inquire about the object of Tan Han's love letter.

"Look at your question, the process steps are very good, why is the final answer wrong?"

Tan Han: That's because Jiang Yao smiled at me when I counted to the end, and I was so dizzy that I wrote 10 as 0.

"I haven't drawn or slept in class these days, who are you looking at besides your peers?"

Tan Han: I didn't overstep my peer, I was just looking at him.

"and also……"

Qin Han couldn't bear it anymore: "Old Zhao, can you stop gossiping like this? As a teacher who has been teaching for nearly ten years, can you stop prying into the students' privacy?"

"Besides, aren't you just afraid of affecting your studies? I assure you, the top two in the monthly exam in a week will be contracted with someone I like."

"Don't worry about it."

Back in the classroom, it was a drowsy politics class.

Tan Han: "I've hinted so clearly, can't they think of it? It's so fucking annoying to ask all day."

Jiang Yao: "What did you say?"

"I told them that the person I like is the best-looking person in the class, who is excellent in all aspects." Tan Han poked a blank space in the politics textbook with the tip of his pen, and poked a hole in it, "but They still can't figure it out, just now I did my best to give the last hint, saying that the top two in the monthly examination department will be contracted with the person I like in a week's time."

Jiang Yao: "..." Well, the teachers' comprehension is indeed a bit poor.

"The monthly exam will be in a week, and there will be a holiday after the monthly exam." Jiang Yao took Tan Han's hand, "Boyfriend, do you have time to make an appointment?"

Tan Han felt a scorching heat rising to his face involuntarily, and couldn't control it: "Sunday?"

"You're blushing now?" Jiang Yao rubbed his slightly cold fingertips on Tan Han's face, then leaned over and whispered in his ear.

His face burned even more.

The heart beat faster.

"Brother Tan, let me ask you a question..." Dong Jin, who felt that memorizing politics is too boring, might as well risk his life to do more math problems, poked over from the side, "What are you two talking about, add me?"

"It's nothing, nothing..." Tan Han immediately denied.

"Brother Tan, do you have a fever?"

"Which question? Let me see." Tan Han stretched out his hand towards him.

Dong Jin handed over the paper, and inadvertently stared at Shangjiang Xiaoba from deep death.His hand trembled with the paper in his hand.

Dong Jin: Brother Jiang is so scary... Brother Tan covers me!