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　　 Lin Xiaoshu and Lu Yushui also looked up at the fat man in front of them curiously, as if they wanted to find the answer from his face.

　　 But Li Jingzhe smiled mysteriously:

　　 "Secret! I'll talk to you again when I have a chance. In short, it's a hard earned job."

　　 Hearing this, everyone couldn't say anything anymore, chatting casually, and soon returned to school.

　　……

　　 September 10, Teacher's Day.

　　Teacher is an incomparably sacred profession from ancient times to the present. Speaking of influence alone, in fact, teachers are the most influential and far-reaching profession of all professions, and there is no one.

　　Because they guide their children from the age of six or seven to their twenties, they are the people who mainly establish the three views of students.

　　 And this career is more than ten years that almost everyone must go through, it is not unimportant.

　　 If it weren't for the occasional rat shit, this profession might be more sacred than a doctor.

　　 This can be seen from the fact that Teacher’s Day is far more famous than Doctor’s Day.

　　 I often hear that a teacher gives a claw to a student, but rarely hears a doctor give a claw to a patient...

　　 An hour before the morning, Li Jingzhe came to the classroom, accompanied Xu Pengfei and others to deliver the prepared gifts to the desks of teachers in the office.

　　 And Li Jingzhe took the unsigned "love letter" and put it in the class teacher's Chinese textbook.

　　 To be honest, he is not really sure that this letter will make Liu Yumei happy.

　　 But he felt that his understanding of Liu Yumei should be better than Xu Pengfei.

　　 When the math teacher was standing on the podium in the first class, Xu Pengfei suddenly shouted: "Stand up!"

　　All the students in the class stood up, leaned forward, and said in unison: "Happy Teachers' Day!"

　　 The math teacher is an old man in his fifties. Looking at a group of energetic students in front of him, a smile suddenly appeared on his usual serious face.

　　 He pressed his hand, motioned the students to sit down, and said:

　　 "I like the wolfberry teacher you gave me very much. As the saying goes, people have to be middle-aged. Soak the wolfberry in the thermos cup. The wolfberry is hard to stop. Add some angelica in the cup...

　　 "Thank you all for the gifts, and in the next three years, I would also like to ask you for your advice. Follow the pace of the teacher, and the teacher will lead you to an unprecedented height!"

　　 After saying this, the old man actually bowed slightly to everyone.

　　 This testimony also made the students very excited, and the enthusiasm for learning has increased as never before!

　　 But when the head teacher Liu Yumei walked in during the second Chinese class, the atmosphere of the whole class instantly became serious.

　　 Because everyone noticed that Liu Yumei's face was a bit ugly, and she was still holding a white envelope in her hand.

　　 After seeing Li Jingzhe, he knew that it was the "love letter" he had written, and suddenly became a little panicked.

　　Looking at Liu Yumei's expression, she seemed unhappy.

　　 Could it be that 10,000 yuan was just like that... gave it to Xu Pengfei?

　　 I bought a bracelet for Lin Xiaoshu in desperation last night and cost him 7,000 yuan. Now he only has 1,314.

　　 Of course, now his "push-up" task can get 500 yuan by doing 100, so it is not difficult to make up 10,000.

　　 The key is that he is unwilling to lose to Xu Pengfei. Is he really inferior to each other in understanding women?

"Snapped."

　　 Liu Yumei coldly slapped the envelope in her hand on the table, and asked bluntly: "Who wrote this love letter?"

　　 As a Chinese teacher, she has always been very sensitive to the fonts of class students. In fact, she already knows it.

　　 The students in the class also knew in their hearts. Several of them unconsciously looked at Li Jingzhe behind, but then turned their heads back.

　　 Xu Pengfei looked at the expression on Liu Yumei's face, but he was secretly delighted in his heart. When he was about to say the name to Liu Yumei, the bench behind suddenly made a noise because of the movement.

　　 He turned around and happened to see Li Jingzhe stand up on his own initiative.

　　 "The head teacher...that is, I wrote it." Li Jingzhe said anxiously.

　　Thinking that Li Jingzhe has gone through so many missions, what kind of scenes have he not seen? However, when faced with a tigress like a female head teacher, she still couldn't help feeling frightened.

　　 "Is this the suppression on the bloodline?" Li Jingzhe teased in his heart to relieve the pressure on his heart.

　　 "You wrote?" Although it was a questioning tone, Liu Yumei's face was not surprised. Seeing the boy nodded, she sneered, "Come here."

　　 "Uh..." Li Jingzhe was a little dazed. Isn't it enough to criticize him, should he hit it with a stick directly?

　　 But with his current physical resistance, there is no need to care about the teaching stick made from the middle part of palm leaves.

　　 was beaten in junior high school. The painful and numb feeling that he couldn't hold the pen with a stick left a deep impression on him.

　　 But not now, and never again.

　　 Li Jingzhe lowered his head and came to the podium with the complicated eyes of the surrounding students except Xu Pengfei. UU reading www. uukanshu.com faced Liu Yumei who was about the same height as him.

　　 "You really wrote it?" Liu Yumei asked again, but there seemed to be a little coldness in her tone.

　　 "Yeah." Li Jingzhe nodded obediently, ready to bear the opponent's anger.

　　 "Written for me?" Liu Yumei asked again.

　　 Li Jingzhe was silent for a while, nodded again, and then added:

　　 "Written to you on behalf of all the students in the class. Of course... it also contains some personal emotions."

　　 In the last half of the sentence, Li Jingzhe said it in a particularly small voice. The students who are far away in the class may not hear it, but Liu Yumei heard it really.

　　 Li Jingzhe lowered his head, afraid to look at his face. Of course not because of shyness. After all, I only experienced emotional setbacks last night, and it will not heal so quickly.

　　 "Then do you know what exactly you are writing!" Liu Yumei's tone suddenly rose, making Li Jingzhe a little surprised.

　　 "I... yes, sorry!"

　　 Facing Liu Yumei's anger, Li Jingzhe suddenly felt that he was a little bit passionate.

　　 What **** is lonely, what **** is sad, but it's all my own fantasy!

　　 Just like when he wrote a love letter to Zhang Jing in the second grade, everything is just my own wishful thinking. Perhaps at this moment, in Liu Yumei's eyes, he is also a fat man who is disgusting! Dead otaku! Fat pig!

　　 Just when Li Jingzhe was so self-defeating, he saw Liu Yumei raise his right hand, as if he was about to slap himself.

　　 Faintly, he suddenly hoped that his skin could be thinner, so that he could feel the most real pain, so that he would have a long memory in the future, and would not write these ridiculous words again.