"Of course it's true!" Yang Fan nodded immediately, indicating that he would not deceive Li Liang.
Wang Yi also echoed at this time: "Look, even Yang Fan said this, this method will definitely work. You should quickly write a love letter to Xia Xuexin."
"Yes, you have to hurry up!" Yang Fan said: "A girl as beautiful as Xia Xuexin must be liked by many boys. If you don't act quickly, if you are too late and she is chased away by others, then you will regret it.
It’s too late.”
"Yes." Li Liang nodded vigorously, looking generous.
Seeing Li Liang like this, Yang Fan and Wang Yi looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and thought in their hearts: "This guy has been sent away."
But who would have thought that Li Liang's expression changed in an instant and turned into a look of embarrassment. He looked at Yang Fan and Wang Yi and said, "But...but I...can't write love letters!"
"Don't look at me, I can't write either." Yang Fan said quickly: "I have never written anything like this."
Wang Yi became impatient and said: "Isn't this simple? Just write, the sea, you are all water, the horse, you have four legs! Xia Xuexin, you said you are so beautiful, but there is a hair under your nose
Mouth! I still remember that the weather was extremely hot when we met. Your beautiful figure Song Dandan immediately fascinated me. How can I describe your impression in my mind? You were probably like a white swan with all its hair removed.
My heart started pounding and beating non-stop! I felt as if I was going blind! Is it just like what the book said! I've been on the big bandwagon of love? Ah! Beauty, do you love it?
Me, my conditions are really good, my parents are very good at making money! I am a damn handsome guy, what a romantic partner we have! The damn toad finally fell in love with the old swan!"
This very famous limerick was adapted by Wang Yi into a love letter. When uttered with his exaggerated expression, it would kill someone.
However, when Yang Fan heard this, he almost died laughing.
When Li Liang heard this, his face turned green. Although Li Liang has a cowardly character, how could he not know about such a famous limerick on the Internet?
"Wang Yi, forget it if you don't help, why are you entertaining me?" Li Liang was angry: "Can such a disgusting limerick be used as a love letter?"
"Uh... no?" Wang Yi felt a little weak when he saw Li Liang, an honest man, getting angry. He knew that his joke was a bit too much.
"Of course not!" Li Liang said decisively immediately, then looked at Yang Fan with pleading eyes and said, "Yang Fan, can you help me?"
"I can't help you with this. I really have never written a love letter." Yang Fan frowned. It was really embarrassing. Writing a love letter on your behalf? I don't have that literary talent!
"It's okay, you can just think of a few words for me." Li Liang was already filled with admiration for Yang Fan, the love saint! As he spoke, Li Liang even looked at Wang Yi with contempt!
Seeing Li Liang's look, Wang Yi felt disgusted!
"Then...okay!" Seeing Li Liang's pitiful look, Yang Fan couldn't bear to refuse, so he agreed.
"Thank you, thank you." Li Liang thanked him hurriedly.
"You go back to your seat and sit down first. I'll call you after I finish writing." Yang Fan frowned again and said.
"Okay, okay." Li Liang agreed, quickly returned to his seat and sat down, his expectant eyes glancing at Yang Fan from time to time.
"Hey, why did you agree to him?" Wang Yi looked at Yang Fan with an incredulous expression and said, "Who writes that stuff these days? Do you really want to help him write a love letter?"
"Hey, looking at his pitiful look, I really can't bear to refuse!" Yang Fan sighed and said, "I really feel sad for him. He likes a girl but he doesn't even know how to confess to her? Forget it.
Now, let’s do a good deed! Help him once.”
Wang Yi gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his face, and said: "You are awesome!" However, he then said again: "You should take your time, I can't help you with writing love letters."
"Who said you can't help me?" Yang Fan immediately grabbed Wang Yi and prevented him from turning around.
"Brother, please forgive me! I really can't help you with this matter." Wang Yi said with a bitter look on his face: "If you really want me to help you, just give me the adaptation of the limerick I just mentioned.
Li Liang!"
"Give me your cell phone!" Yang Fan ignored Wang Yi's complaints and directly asked Wang Yi for his cell phone.
"What for?" Wang Yi asked confused, but still took out the phone and handed it to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled "hehe" and said: "I'm stupid, I don't know how to search online, just give him a paragraph!"
"Is this possible? The limerick I just mentioned is from the Internet!" Wang Yi said disapprovingly.
"Just look for the ones that are not widely circulated on the Internet." Yang Fan said in a low voice, and then used Wang Yi's mobile phone to go online and start searching.
Soon, Yang Fan found a large number of love letters circulating on the Internet and picked them up. Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, poked Wang Yi on the back and said, "Let's see, what do you think of this paragraph?"
Wang Yi took back his mobile phone, looked at it, and said in astonishment: "This doesn't work, does it?"
"This is the best I can find." Yang Fan sighed and said: "Why are you saying that the information on the Internet is so incomplete, and no one has written a decent love letter and uploaded it? But that's the point.
, in today’s society, everything you do must be unconventional, and love letters are no exception.”
"What you said seems to make some sense." Wang Yi nodded, and then said: "How about giving him the whole paragraph?"
"Get it right!" Yang Fan did as he said, took back Wang Yi's cell phone and copied it on paper.
Not long after, a fresh and hot love letter came out. Yang Fan read it once, nodded with satisfaction, flicked the paper on which the love letter was written, and said: "That's it, I can only do it."
At this point, as for the future, I can’t help him. You can’t let me date Xia Xuexin for him, right?”
Wang Yi nodded, but a smirk flashed in his eyes. It seems that the love letter copied by Yang Fan is not good at all, right?
I saw Yang Fan quietly hooking his fingers at Li Liang at this time, and Li Liang immediately ran over.
Li Liang's two moves of changing positions attracted the attention of all the students in Class 7 of Grade 2. However, no one asked anything when they saw Li Liang running to Yang Fan. After all, Li Liang was the original class president and Yang Fan was the new class president.
, maybe the two of them were exchanging their experiences as monitors or something.
"Did you finish it so quickly?" Li Liang asked impatiently as soon as he sat down.
Yang Fan nodded and said: "It's written." After a pause, Yang Fan said again: "However, this is my level. If you think the writing is not good, just find someone better! I can only
We can do this.”
"Okay." Li Liang agreed immediately.
Yang Fan then handed Li Liang the love letter that he had plagiarized and slightly changed.
Li Liang took the love letter full of scrawled handwriting as if he had found a treasure, and read it silently and carefully.
"Is this possible?" Li Liang raised his head and asked in astonishment.
Hearing Li Liang's words, Wang Yi immediately turned around and said: "It's absolutely possible, but why don't you look at whose water it comes from? This is from the hand of the love saint Yang Fan! This love letter can be said to be a powerful tool for picking up girls.
It’s simply a win-win situation. How could it not be possible?”
"That's right." Li Liang nodded in agreement.
This time it was Wang Yi's turn to be stunned and speechless. What he just said was obviously nonsense, and Li Liang actually believed it? Is this guy blindly worshiping him? I think he worships Yang Fan to death, right?
Yang Fan secretly wiped his sweat at this time! Even though Yang Fan was thick-skinned, he was already a little uncomfortable with Wang Yi's disgusting compliments. When he saw Li Liang's expression of deep approval, Yang Fan
I couldn't help but blush a little and sweat a little!
"Well, Li Liang, if you think it won't work, just write it yourself." Yang Fan thought for a while and said, "What I wrote may not be good. After all, it is you who confessed to Xia Xuexin, and I need your true feelings.
Integrate it into the love letter to her, right?"
Who knows, the more Yang Fan said this, the more Li Liang's belief in him was strengthened. Li Liang said: "No, what you wrote will definitely work!"
Yang Fan was completely speechless at this time. Li Liang's confidence in himself was actually greater than his own self-confidence? What's the matter...
"As long as you think it's good." Yang Fan really didn't know what to say, so he could only say this.
"Yeah." Li Liang's eyes focused on the love letter written by Yang Fan, and he responded casually.
"Li Liang, how do you plan to send this love letter to Xia Xuexin?" Wang Yi interrupted and asked at this time.
Li Liang replied in astonishment: "Of course I secretly stuffed it into Xia Xuexin's desk or school bag during school hours or after class. How else could I give it away?"
"I knew you would say that." Wang Yi said with a look of disdain: "In what age are we now, can you think of such an old-fashioned method?"
"Then writing a love letter is a very old-fashioned thing?" Li Liang immediately retorted and said, "Don't you still come up with an idea for me to write a love letter to Xia Xuexin to express my love?"
"That's different!" Wang Yi rolled his eyes and said: "Look carefully at this love letter. Although writing a love letter is very old-fashioned, this love letter is very avant-garde, right? For such an avant-garde love letter, are you going to use such an avant-garde love letter?
Send it out in an old-fashioned way? Do you think it is appropriate?"
"That's right." Li Liang had a thoughtful expression on his face and began to think seriously about Wang Yi's words.
But Yang Fan kicked Wang Yi hard under the table! Isn't he just looking for trouble? I finally copied a love letter to him and was about to send him away. At this juncture, what did you do?