Chapter 62 The strange confessor

"Student Mu Qingshan, it seems that you have not invited me to a meal yet!" Zhou Le smiled.

Mu Qingshan thought to himself, why do I have to treat you to a meal? Of course, if Tang Xuewan wants to treat you to a meal by herself, that would be another matter.

Mu Qingshan couldn't help but secretly glance at Tang Xuewan. He didn't say it to Zhou Le too directly, so he had to say casually: "Okay, please treat you to dinner if you have time."

Zhou Le pouted and shook his head, "I think you're not talking to me, are you perfunctory? You must be thinking in your heart, why should I treat you to a meal? Isn't it?"

Mu Qingshan felt a little embarrassed by her words, so he had to say seriously: "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner, you can choose a time."

Zhou Le smiled gracefully at this moment and said, "Okay, for your sincerity, then after the show, remember, I love spicy food, meat, vegetarian food, and Chinese food, but after eating, you need desserts. Anyway, I am not afraid of being fat, and then the midnight snack is better for special snacks. I am not very picky, and basically eat as long as it tastes good."

Mu Qingshan heard that one head was bigger than two, and he didn't say a word, "What are you not going to eat?"

This is the first time Xiaomu has seen a girl like Zhou Le. Compared to this, Mu Qingshan prefers Zhou Le who looks back and smiles through the window. She is beautiful in silence, indifferent and hazy, but has a bit of imagination.

At this time, there were three intermittent knocks at the door of the dance classroom. Then, one person pushed the door and stood at the door. The girls from Tang Xuewan's group chirped.

"Look! That guy is here again!"

"Xiao Tang probably won't like that type of boy. He's too weak and has no sense of security at all."

"It seems that Xiao Jiantao and the others have never caused trouble for this guy! Where does this guy come from?"

"I heard that his family background is very good! He is a good person. The most important thing is that Xiao Tang seems to be good to him and has never hit him!"

"That's because of the fear of accidentally killing him. Men are just used to hit the ground. Those who have no physical strength are the same as those six words as husbands!"

"What six words?"

"Hurry Gunner, I'm not chewing!" After saying this, several girls burst into laughter and started to fight.

Seeing that everyone had been practicing for a whole morning, Tang Xuewan was a little distracted, so she had to frown and shouted, "Why don't you look so energetic? Take a break for ten minutes, practice again for a while, and disband!"

As soon as Tang Xuewan finished speaking, the group of dance girls scattered like ducks rushing down the river.

The boy standing at the door of the classroom saw that the team had dispersed and walked over slowly.

This boy is not tall, just over 1.7 meters tall. He is fair and gentle. He has glasses with gold-wire frames on his nose. His appearance is not annoying, and his eyes look calm and peaceful. Every move has a faint bookish atmosphere.

The boy walked up to Tang Xuewan, smiled slightly, showed his beautiful white teeth, reached out and handed over an envelope. He said with a serious and earnest look: "Today is the forty-third love letter, and I will continue.

In your life, no matter whether you are with me or not, you will always receive my love letters, maybe ninety-nine or ninety-nine."

Such a bold declaration of love made the girls in the classroom look at the elegant man in shock. Even the witch like Zhou Le widened her eyes. She looked at this gentle guy without blinking.

"You..." Tang Xuewan didn't expect this guy to confess his love in public, and for a moment he didn't know how to refuse.

"I know, you don't have to answer anything. You may not fall in love with me yet, but you can't stop me from falling in love with you, or appreciate you and admire you. Maybe I am not your whole life. You are the only one. But I know very clearly that there is a brilliant moment of light between us! Meteors are fleeting, but they are the most beautiful, right?"

This elegant man told so many stingy love words in one breath, without even caring about the fact that there were so many girls around him.

Mu Qingshan could only stare at him with big eyes. Zhou Le smiled slightly after hearing this, but refused to comment.

"Hey! This man is crazy about losing his heart. What era is now? Ninety-nine love letters. Can this kind of thing impress girls? Today's girls need strength and strength! Marrying a rich man requires money! No matter how beautiful or romantic a boy is, it's all bullshit!"

A freshman girl standing behind Zhou Le angrily said to her companion next to her. It is not difficult to hear that the reason why this freckled girl has such a clear view of love and empathy is that she has had a painful past.

"Tsk! How can this guy compare to the embroidered pillows you met in high school? I have heard of it. This guy is Xia Shang, the chairman of the school debate. He is a local. He drives a Mercedes-Benz home on weekends. He is rich, powerful and talented, so of course he can play romance."

This girl who spoke was probably the so-called local news, gossip and other figures in the school, and she would know a little about any celebrity.

Tang Xuewan smiled faintly and said, "Are you finished speaking? Put down the envelope, you can leave now, we still have to dance."

Although Tang Xuewan's tone was calm, it made the girls around her feel that Tang Xuewan's attitude towards this person was not ordinary. At least she accepted the letter and asked Xia Shang to leave, one of them actually gave a reason.

These subtleties make people wonder if there will be some ambiguity between Tang Xuewan and the white-faced scholar. At least, except for Xiao Jiantao, Tang Xuewan has never treated boys so politely. Of course, the confused Mu Qingshan sitting next to him is not here.

"I can't leave yet. I heard that you specially invited a boy to be a dance instructor. I think I have some insights in dance and I want to stay and help you see what your dance has weaknesses. By the way, you can also exchange experiences with this dance master.

By the way, I am Xia Shang, and I haven’t asked this classmate’s name for Gao yet?”

As Xia Shang spoke, he reached out to Mu Qingshan sitting beside him. This man's verbal skills were really good. After all, he wanted to stay by Tang Xuewan and didn't want to leave. As he spoke, he wanted to ask Mu Qingshan for advice. Such a reason was just and righteous, and it was hard to ask someone to ask him to leave.

It was Zhou Le who secretly gave an elbow behind his back that Mu Qingshan realized that the white-faced scholar's dance forest master was him. He quickly reached out to hold on to the other party and said casually: "My name is Mu Qingshan. I don't know how to dance at all. I'm just a mess here."

Xia Shang was slightly stunned when he heard this. How could he say that he was like this? Especially in front of so many beauties, ordinary boys, when they come to such occasions, they all look like little roosters who have to fight and strive to show their calmness, so they can show that Xia Shang is calm and calm. The boy in front of him is thick and strong. Unexpectedly, his heart is very broad. If he can stay with Tang Xuewan, he may be a strong enemy, so he must be careful.

Xia Shang showed a warm smile, nodded at Mu Qingshan, and looked at the direction where Tang Xuewan was without squinting. The tenderness and sweetness contained in his eyes clearly regarded Tang Xuewan as his lover.

Mu Qingshan looked at this guy named Xia Shang, and then looked at Tang Xuewan who deliberately turned a blind eye to this direction. He felt sour, but he really couldn't hate this boy who seemed to be unable to withstand a punch.

At this time, Zhou Le leaned into Mu Qingshan's ear and whispered: "Student Mu, don't be discouraged, this boy may not be as good as you think."

Mu Qingshan was stunned and said, "How do you know?"
Chapter completed!