When it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, Duan Qintian looked at the time and said on the podium: "Students who have written letters can start delivering them. If you have something to do in the afternoon, just tell me and go back directly.
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As soon as these words came out, many people already stood up.
Some classmates who joined the club together would pass letters to each other.
Some boys who were more courageous took the initiative to walk to Ying Chanxi's table, handed her a letter, and then turned around and left with some embarrassment.
Ying Chanxi was still writing the content of the second letter when he looked up and saw a letter appeared. He blinked and politely said thank you, and then continued to write.
But soon, another letter appeared in front of Ying Chanxi.
Liu Shaowen's figure appeared at the table, with a smile on his face, and handed a letter in his hand to Ying Chanxi: "Squad leader, this is for you."
After saying this, he seemed to be afraid that his purpose would be too obvious, so he added: "We are the only ones in our class, and I don't have any other acquaintances..."
While saying this, Liu Shaowen took out another envelope and handed it to Li Luo: "It just so happens that your cousin is here, so I ask you to collect it."
After saying that, Liu Shaowen waved and left, looking very indifferent.
He thought he did it very coolly, but when Li Luo looked at the letter from Liu Shaowen on the table, he felt a little dumbfounded.
Although he had also imagined that someone other than Ying Chanxi might send him a letter, but it had to be a girl, right?
What the hell is a man doing sending him a letter?
This Liu Shaowen is really boring and trying to hide his feelings... Even a fool can see through this little thought.
Li Luo shook his head helplessly and refused to throw it away directly. He politely accepted Liu Shaowen's letter.
After that, probably because the two boys in front gave me enough courage, several more boys came to Yingchan Creek and sent a letter.
Of course, in order to show that they did not choose Ying Chanxi because of her looks, many boys wrote one or two more letters and found other girls or even boys to send the letters.
But only the letter to Ying Chanxi was probably the one on which they spent the most ink and energy.
Among them, there was even a senior who was in the second year of high school who came to Ying Chanxi, handed her his letter, and didn't forget to talk to her.
"You are in Class 1, right? I am also in Class 1, one grade higher than you. You said before that you joined the math club. If you have any questions about the competition, you can always come to me."
"Well, thank you." Ying Chanxi politely accepted the other party's envelope without any further expression.
The sophomore senior didn't bother much, smiled and left. He just glanced at Li Luo before leaving, a little curious about the relationship between this boy and Ying Chanxi.
I heard a boy chatting with them just now. It seemed like he was some kind of cousin?
"What a bumper harvest." Li Luo looked at the pair of envelopes in front of Ying Chanxi and clicked his tongue, "Your classmate is the only one I gave you."
"Envy? Jealous?" Ying Chanxi snorted, then stretched out his hand and said to Li Luo, "Where is my letter? Give it to me quickly."
"You have so many, but you still need this one from me?"
"There are so many nonsense." Ying Chanxi glared at him, and couldn't wait to go over and look at his two letters, and then carefully sorted them out, "Which letter is it?"
"Won't you bring me the letter before you ask me for it?"
"I told you it's not for you." Ying Chanxi was still adamant, so he retracted his body and picked up the pen again, and continued writing on the letter.
It's all because of those people who interrupted her just now, so she didn't finish writing this letter.
At this moment, Hua Xiuxiu on the other side of the classroom finished writing the letter and handed it to Lin Yuan next to her, making him smile happily.
Then Hua Xiuxiu stood up again, walked to Li Luo, and handed him a letter: "Squad leader, this is for you."
"Oh, thank you." Li Luo was a little surprised and took the letter from Hua Xiuxiu, "Sorry, I didn't prepare anything for you."
"It's okay, I don't mean to be a pen pal with you." Hua Xiuxiu smiled, "I just have some things on my mind that I feel a bit difficult to say in person. It will be much easier if I write them in a letter."
"Then I'll accept it, thank you." Li Luo nodded and thanked him again.
Next to her, Ying Chanxi silently wrote the letter in her hand, holding the pen tightly with her hand. She pursed her lips and glanced at Hua Xiuxiu from the corner of her eye, and then at Li Luo.
After Hua Xiuxiu left, she chuckled: "Is there a story?"
"Maybe it's a letter of confession." Li Luo collected Hua Xiuxiu's envelope and said casually.
"What confession letter?" Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment.
"Hmph." Li Luo snorted coldly, "Of course it's her confession letter for not running for class president!"
"You are still worried about this matter." Ying Chanxi was a little speechless. Li Luo complained about this matter during lunch before, but he didn't expect to argue with others.
However, being interrupted by Li Luo, Ying Chanxi's previous little emotion disappeared for no reason, so he went back to writing.
After spending a little more time, Ying Chanxi put the written letter into an envelope, glanced at Li Luo beside him, then picked up the two envelopes wrapped on the table and stood up.
She ignored Li Luo and walked forward.
As soon as Ying Chanxi stood up, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Many boys raised their heads curiously, wanting to see who Ying Chanxi would send the letter to.
Even President Duan Qintian looked over subconsciously, and even had a little thought in his heart.
Even though he had to retire after the National Day to make way for others, it didn't stop him from becoming pen pals.
There is no strict rule within the club that you must find someone in the club to become a pen pal.
But if you are not a member of the literary club, you may not have much interest in being pen pals.
In fact, Duan Qintian only wrote a letter to Xu Youyu when he was a freshman in high school.
It's a pity that Xu Youyu, who had received more than a dozen letters at the beginning, didn't reply to any of the boys, so the matter fell into disuse.
Now Ying Chanxi walked straight towards the podium, with an appearance and temperament that was not inferior to that of Xu Youyu, which really surprised even Duan Qintian.
The boy who had sent a letter to Ying Chanxi before was even more worried at this moment, imagining some possibility in his mind, and his heart was beating violently.
Two letters.
Ying Chanxi holds two letters in his hand!
Many people have noticed this detail and feel that their chances are quite good.
Duan Qintian also watched Ying Chanxi walk to the edge of the podium and swallowed subconsciously.
But the next second, he was disappointed.
Because Ying Chanxi stretched out his hand and handed a letter in his hand to Xu Youyu who was sitting in the first row with a smile on his face.
"Senior, this is for you."
"Okay, thank you Xixi." Xu Youyu took the envelope with a smile, then took out a handwritten letter from the drawer and handed it to Ying Chanxi, "This is mine, for you."
Judging from the looks of the two girls, they seemed to have known each other for a long time.
Then the people around him showed stunned expressions, and then their eyes fell on the remaining letter in Ying Chanxi's hand. Some boys' eyes were even a little fiery.
But at this moment, Xu Youyu, who was originally sitting, suddenly stood up and took out another letter from the drawer.
At this time, even Duan Qintian raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
In his impression, except for exchanging letters with girls in his class during his freshman year of high school, Xu Youyu had never written to anyone else.
As a result, this time in addition to Ying Chanxi, who seemed to have known each other for a long time, Xu Youyu also wrote another letter to give away?
Freshmen in the first year of high school don't know the value here, but members in the second year of high school know it very well.
Xu Youyu is not only the unique golden flower in their literary club, he is also the vice-president in the student union, and is likely to become the president this year.
At the same time, she has always maintained the first place in her grade and is rarely surpassed.
It is common to get high marks in Chinese essays. Every time after taking an exam, you can see her essays posted on the bulletin board.
Such a girl has never taken the initiative to write a letter to a boy before.
Thinking of this, Duan Qintian couldn't help but guess in his mind that there was probably another girl among the freshmen in high school who Xu Youyu knew.
Thinking like this, Xu Youyu over there was already walking with Ying Chan Xi in the direction from which Ying Chan Xi came.
Almost everyone's eyes fell on the two beautiful figures, staring intently at the envelopes in their hands.
Until the two of them stood in front of Li Luo's seat and handed over the envelope in their hands at the same time.
Such an action instantly broke the eyes of countless people.
"Here, take it." Ying Chanxi turned his head and said very casually.
"If I am not involved in these two letters, you will be dead." Xu Youyu looked at Li Luo with a smile. After putting his letters on the table, he looked at the two letters written by Li Luo.
He spoke threatening words with a smile.
The whole classroom was silent.
Only Li Luo rolled his eyes at the two of them, then casually picked up the two letters on the table and handed them into the hands of Ying Chanxi and Xu Youyu.
After completing the handover in this way, Xu Youyu nodded with satisfaction, showed a "you are sensible" look in his eyes, took the envelope, fanned himself, turned and walked back to his seat.
Ying Chanxi sat back in his seat, carefully placed Li Luo's letter in the middle of his schoolbag, then casually folded his arms on the table, piled other envelopes together, and stuffed them into his schoolbag.
inside.
The same goes for Xu Youyu in the first row. She put the letters from Li Luo and Ying Chanxi separately, while the letters from the other boys were stuffed into her schoolbag and piled up randomly.
Li Luo didn't care so much. After all, he only received four letters in total. After putting them into his schoolbag, he and Ying Chanxi stood up and came to the podium to say goodbye to President Duan Qintian.
"Well, you can just leave beforehand." Duan Qintian nodded towards the two of them and agreed to their application.
At the same time, Xu Youyu also packed his schoolbag, said hello to Duan Qintian, and walked out of the classroom.
At this moment, Qin Yawei stood up suddenly, walked to Li Luo, and handed a letter into Li Luo's arms.
"Here, take this." Qin Yawei glanced at Xu Youyu and then said.
Li Luo blinked and took the envelope from the vice president. He still didn't understand the situation. He could only say politely in the eyes of Ying Chanxi, Xu Youyu, and many other classmates: "Thank you, Senior Sister Qin."
Ying Chanxi stared at Qin Yawei silently for a few seconds, turned around and walked out of the classroom without saying a word.
Afterwards, Li Luo followed Ying Chanxi and left under the envious and jealous gazes of many boys.
Chapter completed!