Chapter 70
"You still have the face to take out the love letter." Qin Zhenzhu snorted coldly.

The teacher in charge looked at the pink patch in his eyes. Although he said he wouldn't look at it before, it was very difficult for the teacher in charge to control his gaze not to stick to it when it was put out like this at the beginning.

Shi Chu didn't stop it, but just protected the love letter with both hands, fearing that it would get wrinkled, and squeezed his eyes towards the love letter. "Teacher, have you ever written a love letter?"

"..." The head teacher stared at Shichu. "Are you looking for someone who can empathize with me and understand your youth? No!"

Shi Chu was not annoyed, but just blinked, "Teacher, this piece of paper is about the size of a letterhead. The love letter should be packed in a beautiful envelope or folded squarely, but this love letter is so big. When a piece of paper is spread out, there is no crease at all.”

"Who writes a love letter and spreads it out like this to others, for fear that others won't see it?"

When Shi Chu saw the love letter on the bulletin board, he immediately noticed the disadvantages.

I don't know if the person who framed her is too stupid, or that person has no experience in writing love letters.

The homeroom teacher listened to Shi Chu's words with suppressed anger, and only wanted to send Shi Chu home to reflect on it for a few days after Shi Chu finished his sophistry.

However, when Shi Chu said it seemed reasonable, the head teacher's direction changed.

Looking down at Shi Chu, sitting in the seat calmly, not affected by the love letter incident at all, and still wanting to explain to her in an orderly manner, could it be that he was really wronged?

If this is the case, the punishment at the beginning of the year can be cancelled, and the stain of the second and third classes of senior high school will no longer exist.

"It makes sense, let's continue."

The head teacher calmed down and listened to Shi Chu's words.

Lin Jingjing was taken aback. "Teacher, you can't believe the nonsense of this puppy lover."

"I didn't write the love letter. If it's early or early, it's still not established." Shi Chu glanced at Lin Jingjing lightly, "Lin Jingjing, don't rush to put a hat on me, otherwise I will be the first to suspect that you are discrediting our class."

Putting Shi Chu on the charge of puppy love will inevitably affect the second and third classes of high school.

Lin Jingjing didn't dare to interrupt when such a big hat was put on at the beginning of time.

No one dared to interrupt.

I was afraid that Shi Chu would splash dirty water on me.

Seeing that the people around him just opened their eyes to watch, as if they had no intention of suppressing Shi Chu, Shi Chu continued. "Teacher, have you read the love letter? The whole text of this love letter is disgusting, but the words and sentences are fluent and even use verses in many places. Do you think this is my level?"

Shi Chu was a scumbag, this is a fact that the whole class knows, and it is also a fact that the head teacher had to give up after a year of headaches.

Although this love letter is a bit nasty and disgusting, there are many romantic poems in it, which were not something Shi Chu could write.

Moreover, the whole love letter is well-organized, all of which are tempting and longing to get closer to Guan Song, and it doesn't look like it was written by someone who can't write.

Shi Chu's Chinese score is the last one, and the composition is not even enough for [-] words. One can imagine that this love letter may not really be written by Shi Chu.

Before the homeroom teacher was so angry that he couldn't find his way when he heard about this matter, so he didn't think deeply, let alone read the love letter written by his own students. Naturally, he followed the dean's wishes and punished Shi Chu.

The head teacher's expression softened a lot, Qin Zhenzhu was afraid that things might change, so she muttered in a low voice.

"This isn't the love letter I thought about at the beginning. It might have been copied. Now that the Internet is so developed, it's not easy to copy a love letter. Teacher, don't be fooled by her. It's not a big deal for you to be fooled. It's a trouble to the dean. It’s not worth it there.”

 I’m so sleepy, I’m typing with my eyelids open, do you have any small rewards or recommended tickets to refresh yourself (* ̄3)(ε ̄*)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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