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Chapter 144

"Hey! You can't write me letters normally?" Li Kexin said before Zhang Shanhai left.

"Girl, why don't you see my head teacher here? How dare you ask me to write a letter to you?" Zhang Shanhai said.

Li Kexin glanced at Yang Qinmiao and said, "If I hadn't asked you to write me a love letter, wouldn't old classmates be able to communicate with each other?"

"Okay. I'm very open-minded. As long as you go too far, I won't stop you from writing a love letter." Yang Qin said with a wonderful smile.

"Teacher Yang, how can you, as a teacher, tease your students like this? Didn't the principal say in college that love is poison to students at school? Can you bear to watch me drink this poison?" Zhang Shanhai

said.

"It's okay. My mother was only eighteen years old when she gave birth to me. If you look at it, it will be almost the same in a few years. You still need to cultivate your feelings, right?" Yang Qinmiao said.

"Uh." Now it was Zhang Shanhai and Li Kexin's turn to be stunned.

"Teacher Yang, did you ever fall in love when you were in high school?" Li Kexin asked, and her face was as hot as fire after she said this.

"No, people were too young and ignorant at that time," Yang Qinmiao said.

"The university should be big enough. We should have talked about it, right?" Zhang Shanhai asked.

Yang Qinmiao shook her head, "No."

"Doesn't that mean you haven't had your first love yet?" Zhang Shanhai suddenly shouted.

Yang Qin rolled her eyes at Zhang Shanhai, "Do you want the whole world to know? Why did you two bring me in while you were talking?"

"Teacher Yang, if you are not in a hurry, why don't you wait a few more years, and when I reach the age of marriage, I will marry you." Zhang Shanhai said with a smile.

"Hey, you are such a shameless kid. How dare you tease the teacher? When you grow up, will the teacher be too old? Besides, I have no interest in a little brat like you. You two said you were writing letters

Don't let it get to me anymore. I've already been very open-minded by allowing you to communicate. If you tease the teacher again, I'm going to beat you up." Yang Qinmiao said.

In Yang Qinmiao's eyes, Zhang Shanhai is different from other students. He seems to be too mature. Sometimes, he is more like an adult than himself. Li Kexin is also the type of precocious person who can act like an adult.

, ** thinking, this is also the reason why Yang Qiaoqiao made such a joke with Zhang Shanhai and Li Kexin.

"Okay, Zhang Shanhai, you must write me a letter every week from now on. Well, it is mainly to report to me your study situation and ideological trends. It is difficult for a classmate like you to be reassured. As Zeng Jin's monitor

, I think we should continue to care."

"Isn't it too wasteful to write a letter a week? It costs 8 cents to send a letter, which is enough for me to buy an egg." Zhang Shanhai said.

"Why are you so stingy? Every time I send you stamps, envelopes and letter paper, do you have money to buy them?" Li Kexin rolled her eyes. She had long known that Zhang Shanhai would find all kinds of excuses to let this happen.

The notorious slacker in the class found it difficult to write a letter a week.

"You don't have to write one letter a week. How about one letter a month?" Zhang Shanhai said.

"No, a semester is only five months in total. No, no, one week is the maximum. Also, the number of words must be guaranteed, more than a thousand words, no problem, right?" Li Kexin said.

Zhang Shanhai naturally opposed it with all his strength, but in the end he formed an alliance under the city, writing two letters a month, with a word count of 500-1,000.

The reason why Li Kexin asked Zhang Shanhai to write a letter was not out of any love between men and women, but just the contact between classmates. At that time, students liked to find pen pals, and Zhang Shanhai was almost a pen pal to Li Kexin. What happened in the future would not be clear.

No one can tell.

For a student like Zhang Shanhai, Yang Qinmiao was very helpless. She knew that the other person was the lawless Monkey King, but she was not the Tathagata with boundless power. Maybe she could let this young, beautiful, and vigorous girl in front of her take care of Zhang Shanhai.

It might have a good effect.

In the preliminary round of the sh city senior high school composition competition, 100 winners were selected from all the more than a thousand participating students to participate in the semi-finals. The rankings were directly evaluated in the semi-finals, and the top ten were rewarded.

In competitions like this in the past, No. 1 Middle School was basically dominated by No. 1 Middle School. The No. 1 Middle School accounted for most of the top 100 places. No. 1 Middle School was uniquely endowed with good teaching conditions, strong teachers, and the best students. The top students in the city

Basically concentrated in one.

Although other middle schools will always have some outstanding students, the total number of other schools combined is not as high as one middle school.

Zhang Shanhai lived up to Yang Qinmiao's high expectations and successfully qualified for the semi-finals. There were only three people from the No. 10 Middle School who entered the semi-finals, and one from the first grade actually stood, which surprised the teachers and students of the No. 10 Middle School. Even Zhang Shanhai's results

The results were far more outstanding than the other two graduating students, which made the leaders of No. 10 Middle School overjoyed. They seemed to see the hope that the students of No. 10 Middle School could reach the top ten.

Zhang Shanhai originally wanted to exchange his grades for a vacation, but he didn't expect to end up in a cocoon.

With such good results, school leaders and teachers would naturally attach great importance to it. Not only did Zhang Shanhai not gain freedom, but he was wasted a lot of time because the enthusiastic Chinese language teacher had to provide special tutoring.

"Classmate Zhang Shanhai, this time you represent not only yourself, but the entire No. 10 Middle School. You are facing the best students in the city, and the pressure you face can be imagined. If you are not fully prepared, the result will be

Of course, we are not optimistic. However, there is still time, and we have to carry out intensive training for you. During this period, the Chinese language team has formulated an extremely thorough training plan for you, striving to train you into an excellent person in a short time.

Student. Of course, writing is different from other things and requires the improvement of your own realm. Therefore, please cooperate with the teachers during this period of time and strive for a great improvement." Principal Peng Hua personally approached Zhang Shanhai

Have a conversation and fully explain the far-reaching significance of this competition.

Zhang Shanhai cried with tears on his face. He had not expected this result. He did not expect that he could get such a high score last time and suddenly become a popular candidate to enter the top ten. However, if Zhang Shanhai was asked to choose again, he should

Fully controlling his own performance, he would rather not be able to play than stand out. But it is too late to regret now. Zhang Shanhai can only bite the bullet and play.

Yang Qin was happy, "I always keep my word. This time, it was not my idea. Zhang Shanhai, you should accept your fate! After the finals, as long as you can get into the top ten, I can consider it during the holidays."

Considered.”

"Are you sure you won't make things worse than they are now?" Zhang Shanhai was a little wary of Yang Qinmiao.

"Absolutely. Teacher Yang always means what he says." Yang Qin couldn't stop laughing.

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