"Huh?" Gao Xiaofu was slightly stunned: "Also write?"

"Yes, I had already released news yesterday that I wanted to write a blood letter to Chu Mengyao for courtship, but despite some accident, what if you say if I don't write it, what will others think of me? Will you laugh at me as a coward?" Zhong Pinliang asked.

"This..." Gao Xiaofu put down his schoolbag and hesitated a little: "Brother Liang, to be honest, a man should be honest. I think whether others laugh at this or not, no matter how they think about it, it has nothing to do with you! The key is what Chu Mengyao thinks, and Chu Mengyao's attitude is the key!"

"Yes!" Zhong Pinliang slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "Xiao Fu, you really woke up the dreamer! Indeed, no matter how others think, it is related to me, the key is Chu Mengyao's attitude! But how do I know what Chu Mengyao thinks? Do she want me to write a blood letter to her?"

"This..." Gao Xiaofu was not sure: "Or, please ask?"

"How can I ask this? Xiaofu, why don't you do that? Go and ask Chen Yushu? She and Chu Mengyao are good friends, so it's okay to ask her!" Zhong Pinliang suggested.

"That's fine! Let me ask!" Gao Xiaofu nodded, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message to Chen Yushu.

Now there is a modern communication tool like mobile phones, so there is no need to go over and ask in person.

"Miss Chen Yushu, what does Miss Chu Mengyao think about Brother Liang's blood letter yesterday?"

Gao Xiaofu's text message was very polite, and he was afraid that Chu Mengyao would ignore him. However, this worry was unnecessary. Soon, Gao Xiaofu's mobile phone received a reply from Chen Yushu: "Sister Yaoyao said that Xiao Liangzi's hands are only suitable for water-squeezing guns, so let's forget about blood books!"

Gao Xiaofu wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, so he handed the phone to Zhong Pinliang.

After reading the text message, Zhong Pinliang felt a little confused: "Xiaofu, what do you mean by her?"

"Brother Liang, please forgive me for your contempt. I feel like you were despised by Chu Mengyao!" Gao Xiaofu said carefully.

"Dissment?" Zhong Pinliang was stunned. He looked at the short message carefully. As expected, he felt a little contempt inside. He suddenly became anxious: "Xiao Fu, what should I do? Indeed, it seems that Chen Yushu is mocking me for not being able to write a blood book at all!"

"Or, Brother Liang, please write another blood letter? Prove them, Brother Liang, you are not bad, yesterday's incident was just an accident?" Gao Xiaofu suggested.

"It's okay..." Zhong Pinliang nodded, there was only one way.

Gao Xiaofu quickly prepared a piece of white paper for Zhong Pinliang. Zhong Pinliang held the carving knife, but he was a little unable to do it. It was not that he was afraid of the pain, but that what happened yesterday made him feel a little scared!

What if I cut my fingers and bleed more again? Zhong Pinliang hesitated a little...

"Brother Liang, what's wrong with you?" Gao Xiaofu asked hurriedly after seeing Zhong Pinliang's hesitation.

"I... Xiaofu, I'm a little afraid to start! Yesterday's incident was so fucking scary!" Zhong Pinliang's hand holding the carving knife was trembling a little.

Moreover, if you want to cut today, you must change your finger. It is impossible to continue cutting on the wound yesterday. Wouldn't it hurt to death? So Zhong Pinliang is really a little unable to do it.

"Brother Liang, men should be a little cruel to themselves! Or... I'll help you?" Gao Xiaofu asked.

"You help me?" Zhong Pinliang was stunned and then said, "That's fine! Xiaofu, you are so nice. Since that's the case, I'm not polite! I'll treat you to a big meal at noon!"

"Ah?" Gao Xiaofu was also stunned, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly. His original intention was that he would help Zhong Pinliang cut his finger with a carving knife, but Zhong Pinliang obviously misunderstood what he meant, thinking that he wanted to cut his fingers for him and write a blood letter for him...

"What's wrong?" Zhong Pinliang handed the carving knife to Gao Xiaofu: "What's the problem?"

"No...no..." Gao Xiaofu had to take the carving knife, gritted his teeth, cut his index finger, and blood suddenly poured out, but there was no "bloody collapse" of Zhong Pinliang yesterday.

"Okay, Xiaofu, don't move, I'll write a blood book with your fingers!" Zhong Pinliang said, then grabbed Gao Xiaofu's fingers, and then wrote on the white paper in front of him...

But I don't know that this scene was not seen by anyone.

Chen Yushu, not far away, held up his mobile phone and pulled the focal length of the camera to the farthest, just in time to see clearly Zhong Pinliang and Gao Xiaofu.

"Sister Yaoyao, Zhong Pinliang is not very good. He actually wrote a blood letter to you with Gao Xiaofu's finger. Isn't it sincerity?" Chen Yushu said with a smile.

"Whose finger he used to write, what does it have to do with me?" Chu Mengyao ignored Chen Yushu and looked at the book on his own.

"Hey, it's so boring..." Chen Yushu put away his phone with some regret: "I want to see Zhong Pinliang's hand turns into a water-squeezing gun again?"

"..." Chu Mengyao was speechless. What's so good about it? Are you afraid that Zhong Pinliang would die too slowly?

After the first class, Zhong Pinliang took the blood book written with Gao Xiaofu's blood, ran to Chu Mengyao's desk happily, and then held the blood book up with both hands: "Yaoyao, please accept my confession of my most sincere love for you!"

Chu Mengyao frowned, and didn't even look at Zhong Pinliang, and ignored him.

However, Chen Yushu stood up with a smile and took the blood letter from Zhong Pinliang's hand: "I'll check it out for you first, are there any problems?"

"Okay, OK!" Zhong Pinliang was overjoyed when he heard that Chen Yushu was willing to help. If Chen Yushu, Chu Mengyao's best friend, guided him, wouldn't he be in the near future?

"Um..." Chen Yushu opened the blood book and read it. In fact, she didn't want to read the blood book. How could she have time to read this guy's ragged blood book without writing? However, Chen Yushu thought of a better way to play.

"How is it?" Zhong Pinliang looked at Chen Yushu with anticipation, waiting for her guidance.

"Hey, why didn't you sign it? You are like this, who knows who wrote it?" Chen Yushu's eyes rolled around and finally found the entry point.

"Sign up?" Zhong Pinliang was slightly surprised after hearing this: "Isn't this the bloody book I wrote? Do you still need to write the signature?"

"Nonsense, you seem insincere like this!" Chen Yushu said seriously: "Your courtship letter doesn't even sign it, it's not formal at all. No wonder I've been chasing for so long but haven't caught up with Sister Yaoyao..."

Speaking of this, Chen Yushu even curled his lips, looking very despised.
Chapter completed!