There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 258

【Xia Yanling: Just hurt me!By the way, Xiaodong, how many girls are there in your class? 】

[Jin Xiaodong: 26 girls. 】

[Xia Yanling: Where are the boys? 】

[Jin Xiaodong: 4 boys. 】

[Xia Yanling: I'll go, you are too happy! 】

[Jin Xiaodong: What a bliss, all the dirty work falls on the heads of our four boys! 】

[Xia Yanling: What do you know, this is called a sweet burden.Hey, is the girl who learns Japanese good-looking? 】

Jin Xiaodong really wanted to remind Xia Yanling: Dou Yilin is still in this group!
[Jin Xiaodong: Girl who learns Japanese, let’s just do that, she’s not as good-looking as my girlfriend! 】

[Dou Yilin: You have learned to be glib, you! 】

【Jin Xiaodong: No way, I'm telling the truth.Oh, by the way, I see what campus belle selection competition you Beibei University is running recently, is it real or fake? 】

[Tang Yimo: Uh, there is a boring rich second generation fooling around, it has no authority, has this matter spread to your school? 】

[Jin Xiaodong: That's right, boys have always talked about topics like school belle.Sigh, Yimo, I think you are also on the shortlist. You have always kept a low profile, so why did you join in the fun? 】

[Xia Yanling: What?Yimo is also participating in the selection, hurry up, give me the link, let me take a good look too. 】

Jin Xiaodong immediately threw the link into the group.

[Xia Yanling: Wow, Yimo, you are actually No.1!It seems that the quality of our Qing'an beauties is high!Even the huge Bei University can monopolize the oiran! 】

[Tang Yimo: Hey, hey, what idioms are you using!I really want to send you back to Qing'an No. [-] Middle School, and let Lao Wang remake it for you! 】

Tang Yimo sent another WeChat message to Xia Yanling alone: ​​[There is still Zheyu in the group, don't talk so loudly! 】

[Tang Yimo: I'm really not a beauty in Peking University. There are many girls who are prettier than me, and I'm not interested in these names. 】

This sentence was actually meant for Li Zheyu, to create a feeling that he was not interested in the school's top belle.

[Xia Yanling: Oh, Junxi, why don't you launch a school beauty contest for the Communication University when we go back to school, and then you can put me on the No.1 throne. 】

[Yan Junxi: I'm not going to do it. You have become the most beautiful school girl, so as your boyfriend, wouldn't I become a thorn in the side of the boys? If they assassinate me, do you think I am wronged? ! 】

[Xia Yanling: Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable about current affairs!With a school belle girlfriend like me, just have fun secretly! 】

[Yan Junxi: Sweat! 】

[Xia Yanling: Stop talking, the instructor is here to make rounds! 】

The WeChat group immediately fell silent.

Tang Yimo clicked on Li Zheyu's WeChat avatar, wanting to chat with him, but didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the WeChat notification sounded.

Tang Yimo saw that the message was from Li Zheyu.

[Li Zheyu: Yimo, I'm still trying to figure out how to deal with the school beauty contest.I communicated with Ji Dong today, but the result was not ideal. 】

【Tang Yimo: Or, just let it go. 】

[Li Zheyu: I don't know how this matter will evolve. If we can quit, we should quit as soon as possible. 】

【Tang Yimo: Don't force yourself too much, just let nature take its course. 】

[Li Zheyu: Well, you should go to bed early, there is still class tomorrow. (hug)】

Seeing that (hugging) expression, Tang Yimo was taken aback, this was the first time Li Zheyu made such an intimate expression.

【Tang Yimo: Then you should go to bed earlier, good night. (kiss)]

Li Zheyu's cheeks blushed immediately, and then a soft smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

…………

In the coffee shop downstairs of the female dormitory of Bei University.

As soon as Song Nuan was seated, a waiter greeted her with a smile.

The waiter was a girl, about the same age as Song Nuan, probably a student from Bei University who came here to do part-time jobs.

"What would you like to drink?" The girl put a drink list in front of Song Nuan.

Song Nuan didn't bother to look at the wine list, and asked directly, "Is there any wine?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Here is the one with beer."

The girl pointed at the wine list.

"Then I want this Danish Carlsberg beer, here... two bottles!"

The girl agreed and left.

Soon, two bottles of beer and an empty wine glass were placed in front of Song Nuan.

Song Nuan pried open a bottle of beer with a beer, poured half a large glass, and took a big gulp, the slightly bitter liquor tap-dancing on her tongue.

Swallowing the wine into his belly, a slightly drunken feeling spread over his forehead immediately.

Song Nuan drank all the beer in the glass, and her senses and consciousness began to be a little dull.

Even the pain seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to catch up with her consciousness.

Song Nuan couldn't help but let out a chuckle, it was really effective to drink away his worries.

At this time, on the small stage of the coffee shop, a long-haired young man came. His clothes were rather sloppy than ordinary, and he held an acoustic guitar in his hand.

Probably came here to gain stage experience.

"Bringing you a song I wrote myself: "Please give me a girlfriend!""

Song Nuan's eyes flashed immediately, the title of the song was interesting, so she slowed down her drinking and began to listen attentively.

The melody of the song is relatively simple, but the lyrics are really interesting, and Song Nuan even laughed in a few places.

After singing a song, Song Nuan came to the stage swaying slightly.

The boy was about to sing the next song when he saw a beautiful girl suddenly coming in front of him, his breath stopped immediately, and he let go of the hand that was about to pluck the strings.

"What...what's the matter?" The boy cast a questioning look at Song Nuan.

"Hi~~" Song Nuan let out a beer burp, "I want to sing, can you accompany me?"

"Oh that's fine."

The boy agreed without much hesitation. The girl in front of him was so beautiful that he didn't have the courage to refuse.

"I want to sing..."Laughing and Forgotten Book", can you?"

The boy scratched his nose: "I'll search the guitar score first, wait a minute."

With that said, the boy grabbed his phone, clicked on Du Niang, and searched.

"Okay." The boy put the phone on the music stand.

"Okay, let's start."

The boy started to look at the phone and plucked the strings of the piano.

"No, if you don't have candles, you don't have to forcefully celebrate. No, if you don't think of the answer, don't look for the question..."

When the first line of the lyrics was sung, the boy couldn't help being startled.

The sense of substitution in this girl's singing is too strong. The feeling of loving to the point of physical and mental exhaustion but being reluctant to leave immediately penetrated into the hearts of the listeners!

(End of this chapter)