When Fu Ping'an wrote this letter, he was immersed in his own feelings, his youth, and his deep artistic conception were naturally higher than Dongsheng. After finishing it in one go, he asked Fan Dongsheng to copy it. During the copying process, Dongsheng still didn't recognize a few words, and asked his brother to know what it meant.

Regarding gifts, Fu Ping'an, as a senior straight man, couldn't come up with a good idea. He remembered Liu Xiaona, who was in various complex psychological factors. Although he had the other party's number, he had never contacted him. He gave himself the courage to find the number and call it.

Liu Xiaona's voice was still so gentle and friendly. The two chatted for a long time. Fan Dongsheng's gift plan only appeared as an accessory. After all, it was a girl. He quickly came up with a reasonable plan: a watch is probably the best gift, and it is always carried in his hand. He can remember the person who gave the gift by raising his wrist. It is not subject to school rules. Liu Xiaona even gave the specific brand and style of the watch, which can be bought on Taobao, which is half cheaper than the store.

"I have time to come and play with me." Liu Xiaona used this sentence as the end of the phone call.

The phone hung up, Fu Ping'an couldn't calm down for a long time, and Liu Xiaona didn't mention the incident that night. Maybe she just treated it as a reward. This girl is pretty good, but unfortunately it's not suitable for her.

It takes time to buy watches online, and Fan Dongsheng couldn't wait. He put the letter in a pink envelope and came to school early the next morning. He put the envelope into Li Shu's desk while no one was paying attention.

More than ten minutes later, Li Shu walked into the classroom, opened the table and put his schoolbag and found the envelope. He slowly took out the envelope and looked over and over again several times. There was no signature on it. Li Shu was very curious and took out the letter paper inside and read it in ten lines. Fan Dongsheng stared at Li Shu nervously in the back row. The letter had signed his name at the end, but after reading it, Li Shu didn't look back and directly stuffed the letter back to the envelope and placed it on the podium.

Fan Dongsheng thought it was not good. It was over. He wanted to go up and get the letter back. Isn’t this just a self-indulgence? While hesitating, Teacher Ni came in and was about to say something when he suddenly found the envelope on the podium. He opened it and looked at it, and smiled and said, “Who wrote a love letter to the teacher?”

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and Fan Dongsheng's face was blushing. Fortunately, he was sitting in the back row, and the classmates in front could not see him blushing without looking back. Li Shu sat straight, as if this matter had nothing to do with her. Teacher Ni really couldn't tell that it had anything to do with Li Shu, because the letter did not state who it was for.

"A blossoming tree..." Teacher Ni read the first sentence, "Haha, our classmate is still a fan of Xi Murong."

There was another burst of laughter off the audience.

This is equivalent to public execution for Fan Dongsheng. Now that things have come to this, he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

Teacher Ni continued to read it, but laughter no longer appeared because the letter was well written, the words were not gorgeous, but every sentence was touching. There were not many words, but every word was gem. Even with the aesthetics of the second-year high school students, you can feel the impact of the words.

"Thank you for attending the day of youth..." Teacher Ni read the whole article, but deliberately omitted the signature. She said seriously: "Students, this article is well written. I feel the breath of youth. This is not only a prose with a faint sorrow, but also a battle manifesto that sounds the horn of the college entrance examination. It uses many allusions throughout the article, including the Book of Songs, the Peacocks flying southeast, and the flowers on the road. It can be seen that this student has a lot of reading and is well written. I suggest that he can definitely get a ranking in the composition competition."

The students whispered to each other and were all talking about who this mysterious person was. Li Shu couldn't help but look back at Fan Dongsheng. Fortunately, everyone was looking at each other, but this look did not attract other people's attention. Fan Dongsheng was flattered by Teacher Ni's praise, guilty and failed to show the style of a handsome and talented man.

Teacher Ni put away the letter, and Fan Dongsheng's heart was completely put back into his stomach.

During the break, Fan Dongsheng deliberately looked at the railing, making a deep look, but his ears were raised and listening to the movements of the girls behind him. Sure enough, Li Shu walked to him, held the railing, and looked at the junior high school students running on the playground, and suddenly said, "I heard that your brother is in his third year of high school?"

"Yes." Fan Dongsheng said.

"Your brother came back from the army?"

"yes."

"Is your brother a first-class hero or a winner of the honorary title of the Island Dragon?"

"You all know this, yes, I am the younger brother of the island dragon, the mad dragon of the island." Fan Dongsheng became proud. His brother was his pride, and his capital was his position at the top of the food chain of No. 2 Middle School.

"Do you have your brother's QQ number?" Li Shu continued.

"It must be, but I can't remember it. I'll write it to you in the future." Fan Dongsheng was careful and planned to register a new account to pretend to be his brother.

The class bell rang, and the students quickly entered the classroom, but a classmate from Class 1, was unable to enter in time because he was calling in the corridor. He walked into the classroom five minutes later from the front door. The teacher didn't even ask questions, and the students were no longer surprised.

This special classmate is Fu Ping'an. Even his clothes are different from others. According to school rules, all students must wear school uniforms. Fu Ping'an's school uniform was given to Fan Dongsheng. He didn't know where he got an old school uniform top, which was draped outside the hoodie. Below it was a pair of vicissitudes of jeans. The pants followed him for many years, and the scratches were naturally worn. They were paired with a pair of high-tube military boots. They were so cool that they were against the backdrop of a large blue polyester-covered cotton sweatpants and sneakers.

I have to say that with Fu Ping'an's current capital, it is a dimensional reduction blow to high school girls. Not only his crush on him, but even the girls in the second and first grades of high school have heard of this legendary senior. No, legend is not an adjective, the senior himself is a legend.

Fu Ping'an is not short in the class, but he sits in the front row. He can read other books casually during class, and the teacher will not interfere. Even his deskmates are deliberately arranged by the class teacher. A very beautiful girl named Jiang Yanbing. Jiang Yanbing had good academic performance and could rank in the top 20 in the grade. After entering the third year of high school, he fell in love with a boy, which greatly affected his studies and both fell. The last test had fallen to the end of the grade. The teacher used good intentions and transferred Jiang Yanbing to Fu Ping'an. After a week, the couple broke up because of suspicion.

"Senior, what book are you reading?" Jiang Yanbing had nothing to say, and while the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he quietly asked Fu Ping'an.

Fu Ping'an's schoolbag in his hand was not famous, so he handed the book to Jiang Yanbing. The latter flipped through it and stuck out his tongue. This was "Advanced Mathematics", and the senior was already reading university textbooks.

"Are you previewing in advance?" Jiang Yanbing asked.

"No, I signed up for the self-study exam in April and I don't want to waste the registration fee." Fu Ping'an said.

Jiang Yanbing looked surprised, her heart pounding. The senior was so outstanding that he must take the same university as him.

"Senior, which university are you going to go to?" Jiang Yanbing asked again, scanning the unhappy eyes of the teacher on the stage.

"Peking University." Fu Ping'an said.

Jiang Yanbing suddenly felt very desperate. Peking University's goal is too far and too unrealistic. Only the top scorer in the college entrance examination can have this possibility. It seems that the distance between himself and his idol cannot be made up.

"Peking University is the first choice, and Jiangda is not bad either." How could Fu Ping'an not know the little thoughts of his deskmate? He is also willing to cooperate with the teacher to promote his classmates' learning. Too lofty goals will damage his enterprising spirit. Only reasonable goals can inspire fighting spirit. The same is true for him. Peking University is just an ideal, Jiangda is the goal.

After class, Fu Ping'an has always been alone. He likes to go to the toilet of the playground, which is the farthest from the teaching building. It takes half a break from the class. Therefore, in addition to students taking physical education classes, it is rarely visited and is also a holy place for bad students to smoke.

At the door of the toilet, Fu Ping'an smelled a scent of smoke. When he walked into the toilet, several tall boys were smoking secretly, hiding the cigarettes in their palms, looking at the person coming in vigilantly, and found that it was not the teacher. He still stared at Fu Ping'an, the guy in the lead obviously had a provocative look.

Fu Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to them. After urinating, he washed his hands and walked straight over. The people subconsciously took a step back and looked at him like a group of jackals looking up at the lion.

"Do I know you?" Fu Ping'an asked. The boy's face always felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"I don't know." The boy replied with a cold face.

Fu Ping'an looked at him and turned around and left.

The school is a miniature world, but it is just a world of children. Fu Ping'an is already an adult and will not get involved in their world.

After school in the afternoon, the third grade of high school was still the latest, but Fu Ping'an was exceptional. He left whenever he wanted. When he was out, he happened to be out of school. Fu Ping'an saw a few young people standing at the school gate from afar, as if waiting for someone. One of them was an old acquaintance, and it was Xiaoman who was having sex with Zhang Yanjun.

After more than two years, Xiaoman still has not made much progress, and it seems that he is getting back and forth. A social person actually came to middle school to block people. Fu Ping'an smiled contemptuously and then found that the person Xiaoman and the others were waiting for was Fan Dongsheng.

Fan Dongsheng was the No. 2 Middle School carrying the flag, and there were always a few people following behind him. Two groups of people met at the school gate, like two stubborn stones in the river. The crowd rushed past him. Fu Ping'an did not hear their conversation, but he knew that he wanted to take action when he looked at Xiaoman's expression.

Fan Dongsheng was a little scared. The enemy actually alarmed the elder brother in society to block him. He was hesitating whether to run away or fight with the other party, and the elder brother stood in front of him.

"Isn't this Xiaoman? Why didn't you drive with Zhang Yanjun? Go to the door of No. 2 Middle School to shake your ruthlessness. You are really promising." Fu Ping'an looked at his former defeated general sarcastically.

Xiaoman once fought Fu Ping'an and was hospitalized, but within a few days he was found back by the other party and also beat him to the hospital. Later, he heard that this guy joined the army and became a special forces soldier. He had great military achievements and his skills were incomparable to those days. Xiaoman was timid and said stubbornly: "Okay, I'll give you some face today, let's go!"

A group of people in society turned to the van on the side of the road. They wanted to leave, but there were too many people during school hours and could only move forward slowly. Fan Dongsheng made a face behind him: "Don't leave, let's have fun again."
Chapter completed!