All-around exercise system

Chapter 63 Ridiculous Text

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

But Li Jingzhe smiled mysteriously:
"Secret! I'll tell you about it when I have a chance. In short, it's something I've worked hard for."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't say anything more. They chatted casually and returned to school soon.

……

September 9th, Teacher's Day.

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

Because they guide children's life from the age of six or seven to their 20s, they are the ones who mainly establish the three views of students.

And this period of life is also more than ten years that almost everyone must go through, which is not unimportant.

If it weren't for the occasional mouse droppings, 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 teachers stretching out their claws to students, but rarely hear doctors stretching out their claws to patients...

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

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

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

But he felt that he knew Liu Yumei better than Xu Pengfei.

When the math teacher stood 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 Teacher's Day!"

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

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

"I like the wolfberry teacher you gave me very much. As the saying goes, when people are middle-aged, they have to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup. The wolfberry is irresistible to remind them of the years. Add some angelica to the cup...

"Thank you for the gifts, students. In the next three years, please give me more advice. Follow the steps of the teacher, and the teacher will lead you to an unprecedented height!"

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

This speech also made the students excited, and their enthusiasm for learning was as high as ever!
But when the head teacher Liu Yumei walked in in the second Chinese class, the atmosphere of the whole class instantly became dignified.

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

After Li Jingzhe saw it, he knew that it was the "love letter" written by himself, and suddenly became a little flustered.

Looking at Liu Yumei's expression, she didn't seem happy.

Could it be that 1 yuan was just... handed over to Xu Pengfei?

Last night I bought a bracelet for Lin Xiaoshu out of desperation and cost him 7000 yuan, and now he only has 1314 on him.

Of course, now he can get 500 yuan for doing [-] "push-up" tasks, so it is not difficult to make up [-] yuan.

But the point is that he is not reconciled to losing to Xu Pengfei.Could it be that he is really inferior to the other party in understanding women?

"Snapped."

Liu Yumei slapped the envelope in her hand on the table with a cold face, and asked bluntly, "Who wrote this love letter?"

As a language teacher, she has always been very sensitive to the fonts of the students in her class, but she already knows it in her heart.

The students in the class also knew it 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 secretly elated in his heart. Just as he was about to speak the name to Liu Yumei, the bench behind him suddenly made a noise due to movement.

He turned around, just in time to see Li Jingzhe standing up on his own initiative.

"Homeroom teacher...that was written by me." Li Jingzhe said uneasily.

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

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

"You wrote it?" Although the tone was questioning, there was no surprise on Liu Yumei's face. Seeing the boy nodding, she sneered and said, "Come here."

"Eh..." Li Jingzhe was a little confused. Could it be that the criticism was not enough, should he be beaten with a stick?
However, with his current physical resistance, there is no need to care about the teaching stick made from the middle part of the palm leaf.

He was beaten when he was in junior high school, and he was deeply impressed by the pain and numbness when he pulled out a stick, and he couldn't even hold a pen.

But not now, not from now on.

With his head down, Li Jingzhe came to the podium under the complicated eyes of the surrounding students except Xu Pengfei, facing Liu Yumei, who was about the same height as him.

"You really wrote it?" Liu Yumei asked again, but her tone seemed a little less cold.

"Yes." Li Jingzhe nodded obediently, ready to bear the other party's anger.

"Written for me?" Liu Yumei asked again.

Li Jingzhe was silent for a moment, nodded again, and then added:
"This is written to you on behalf of all the students in the class. Of course...it also contains some personal emotions."

The last half of the sentence, Li Jingzhe said it in a very low voice, the students who are far away in the class may not be able to hear it, but Liu Yumei can really hear it.

Li Jingzhe lowered his head, not daring to look at the other person's face.Of course it's not because of shyness, after all, I just experienced emotional setbacks last night, so I can't heal so quickly.

"Then do you know what you're writing about!" Liu Yumei's voice suddenly rose, which made Li Jingzhe a little astonished.

"I... yes, I'm sorry!"

Facing Liu Yumei's anger, Li Jingzhe suddenly felt a little self-indulgent.

What kind of shit is lonely, what kind of shit is sad, but they are all imagined by themselves!
Just like when I wrote a love letter to Zhang Jing in the second day of junior high school, everything is just my own wishful thinking.Maybe at this moment, in Liu Yumei's eyes, he is also a disgusting fat man!Dead otaku!Dead fat pig!

Just when Li Jingzhe was giving up on himself, he saw Liu Yumei raised his right hand, as if he was about to slap himself.

Vaguely, he suddenly wished that his skin could be thinner, so that he could feel the most real pain, so that he could develop a good memory in the future, so that he would no longer write these ridiculous words with pen and ink.

(End of this chapter)