"In the south of the Yangtze River with apricot blossoms and misty rain, spring grass overflows the river bank. Forgive me for saying we meet. The grass is slightly green and the raindrops are slightly cool.
The translucence of blue and the softness of pink petals, this April will always be a blue feather passing by, falling on the waiting and starting station, just this once.
The drizzle is like silk, the river is slightly rippling, the smiles on the water are faintly fragrant, drifting in the wind, and the memory is dried by time. The only scenery in the eyes fades into a blurry background, only one step away, it is a chance encounter, not a reunion..."
Yang Yi floated in from the window, his pure and unadulterated voice, accompanied by the melodious sound of his guitar.
The expression on Colonel Cao's face softened. He thought back then, he was also a guitar lover.
Now that he is old, does he not understand the music world of young people?
Colonel Cao breathed a sigh of relief slowly and glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf.
But, how did Xiaofan say it was a love letter?
Principal Cao raised his hand and touched his handsome hair. Could it be that this kid just followed him?!
Mentally mature?
He has passed his forties and is on the road to knowing his destiny.
That's right, the nephews all follow the uncle.
"Go on, what's going on?"
Colonel Cao narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his neck slightly, and wanted to end it quickly and let the brat come out and give him a slap on the shoulder.
"College Cao, this is just music appreciation, just listen."
Geng Xinyu put down the letter, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.
"The spring scenery all over this city, when the rain falls, is like your passing: not intentional, not obsessed, spreading slightly, from morning to dusk to forever.
Who is holding a small floral umbrella, gazing at Tang poems and Song lyrics, and watching a charming spring rain dye the Jiangnan in April in ink paintings..."
Yang Yichun's baritone voice with a smile floated in from the window again.
Colonel Cao glanced out the window.
Yang Yi, are you hungry because you didn’t have dinner?
So pretentious!
So pretentious, why don't you participate in Jingyun's essay contest?
The class teacher of the senior year (11) needs to be dealt with!
Principal Cao walked to the window and pulled down the blinds.
Who installed this speaker? It's installed in the back window of the principal's office. It will be removed tomorrow!
It’s noisy!
He Shiling was startled for a moment and looked at Geng Xinyu, what on earth happened in the past few days?
That text seems to be Xiaoyu’s manuscript for the preliminary round of the composition contest in early April!
Geng Xinyu lowered his head and smiled, then looked back at Ling Chu who was facing the wall, and then took a deep look at He Shiling. It's not because of you.
Fortunately, she was smart and only wrote the lyrics for Ling Chu to copy.
Huh? He Shiling was startled for a moment, because of her?
This love letter, no, this appreciation of lyrics, is actually related to her?
But, who is Ajie?
She doesn't know!
Can she carry this pot? How can she carry it?
Well. Geng Xinyu looked at He Shiling, put her fist to her lips, and uttered two words very softly: Anan.
Ah Nan? Which Ah Nan?
"Ke Mengnan." Geng Xinyu softly spat out three words with a wicked smile on his face.
"Ahem..." He Shiling quickly raised her hand to cover her nose and looked at Geng Xinyu with a puzzled look.
What does this matter have to do with Ke Mengnan? He is in Lingnuo, not Yunling.
Geng Xinyu nodded solemnly and looked back at Ling Chu, who was facing the wall.
Huh? He Shiling was a little confused and looked back at Ling Chu, glanced at Geng Xinyu who was looking at her deeply, and looked puzzledly at the letter paper in front of her, which clearly said: Ajie.
She's not blind! She's not nearsighted either. She's Ajie, not A-Nan!
Ah, Jie? He Shiling frowned, could it be?
He Shiling turned to look at Geng Xinyu and said three words very softly: Substitute?
Well! Geng Xinyu nodded solemnly, glanced at the seven or eighty-nine letters on the table, and pointed at He Shiling. There was also a letter written for you to Nan last week!
What? He Shiling glanced at the letters and pointed at herself uncertainly.
Did she also send a letter to Ke Mengnan in her name?
Well! Geng Xinyu nodded and breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if he was relieved to have completed an important task.
"Ahem..." He Shiling almost choked. She quickly raised her hand to cover her nose and turned to look at Ling Chu, who was facing the wall.
, how promising you are!
You can think of such things, when did you develop nymphomaniac disease?
Still looking for a replacement!
The alternative is definitely not as handsome as Nan!
You are a little fool!
Although she and Anan were not familiar with each other, they had only met three times, including this physics competition, four times!
However, she knows Ke Mengnan's home address. If you want to see him, she can go with you.
Why did Mao send a letter to Lingnuo and leave a copy?
Really, if you are smart, you can see how your literary talent is in a while!
He Shiling raised her hand and rubbed her temples. This matter was indeed her fault!
Like Xiao Yu, she should make a draft and let someone copy it. After all, Ke Mengnan's literary talent is as good as hers. This time, he will probably laugh at her!
If she doesn't want to take the blame, she has to take it.
But, what is there on the bookshelf, and why is Principal Cao always looking there?
He Shiling glanced at the closed glass door, then looked back at Geng Xinyu, and smiled, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.
Um?
Geng Xinyu was startled for a moment, then reached out and touched the hair around her ears.
This expression is not going to drag her into trouble again!
Who is Ajie? He Shiling glanced at the light blue letter paper.
Lin Yijie! Geng Xinyu glanced at Colonel Cao by the window and said softly.
Oh! He Shiling nodded thoughtfully, stretched out three fingers and then two fingers. What about Lin Yijie, a senior in high school (11)?
Well. Geng Xinyu nodded heavily. Fortunately, Lin Yijie from Class 5 was not heard.
"What are you doing?" Colonel Cao slapped the table!
It's outrageous to be flirting in front of him!
"Colonel Cao, Zheng Yifan should actually be blamed for this matter."
He Shiling smiled slightly and looked at Colonel Cao calmly.
She has to take responsibility for this matter, but if there is someone to take the blame, then why should she take the blame herself?
Geng Xinyu, "..."
Blame Zheng Yifan? What does it have to do with Zheng Yifan? He left Yunling a month and a half ago!
Mr. Cao, "..."
What are you talking about? Are you fainting from hunger?
Xiaofan has left Yunlingnuo a long time ago, okay.
Well, he is hungry too. I guess Xiaofan is hungry too.
Captain Cao glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf. No, Xiao Fan was really to blame. It was his tip-off letter that led to the outcome of today's incident.
"Explain." Colonel Cao glanced at He Shiling coldly.
"Make up a lesson. Does Mr. Cao still remember?"
He Shiling picked up the pile of letters and flipped through them as if nothing had happened.
Which letter was written to Ah Nan? Ah Nan, have you replied?
"Keep talking." Principal Cao glanced at He Shiling and asked, "Make up a lesson? What class to make up for?"
Now we’re talking about love letters!
Looking around, he looked like a student taught by Lao Li!
He Shiling looked around, then sorted the letters neatly and put them on Principal Cao's desk.
"Actually, when it comes to the root cause of this matter," He Shiling pointed at the entire letter on the table and said with a smile, "You have to blame Colonel Cao for this matter."