There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 30 Lao Wang, you are too obvious~
Since school was over in the afternoon, Tang Yimo's heart has been in a state of uneasiness.

I'm afraid my parents will call suddenly!
Who knows if Lao Wang will stab a knife in the back?

After all, it wasn't the first time he had done this kind of thing.

Returning to the apartment without any risk, the moment the door was closed, the cell phone rang like thunder.

Tang Yimo trembled all over, looked at the screen of the phone, and sure enough...

It was my mother Zhang Xiaohui who called!
Murphy's Law is really everywhere.

Tang Yimo frantically grabbed his hair.

Lao Wang, you old fox, let's forget about it this time, why did you secretly report to my mother? !
"Hey, Mom."

Tang Yimo tried his best to pull out a soft and sweet voice.

"Momo, come home and stay for two days this weekend."

Mom's tone sounded quite normal, and the expected rage and swearing did not appear.

Weird?

Didn't Lao Wang make a small report?
"Well, this..."

Tang Yimo didn't really want to go back to live, but he couldn't refuse immediately.

Otherwise, my mother will immediately put a hat on her as "I can't help my mother".

"Study is important, but the body can't be worn down! You eat too casually in the apartment by yourself. When you come back, Mom will make some delicious food for you."

It turned out to be to replenish my body, oh, I almost scared myself out of a heart attack.

Tang Yimo then wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with confidence.

"Oh, no need, it's the final of the composition contest soon, and we've been stepping up our preparations for the past few days!"

"What kind of composition contest is it?"

For anything that can bring a halo of honor, my mother is like a cat smelling fish, her eyes can shine.

"It's the 'Second Innovation Cup Composition Competition for Ordinary High School Students' organized by the Municipal Education Bureau."

"Yo~~ It's organized by the Municipal Education Bureau! Then you have to prepare well, the honor shelf at home is missing a trophy for the composition competition!"

"Thinking about showing off again?!"

"Last time, Wang Qiujuan's son published an article in a magazine, which made her terrified...almost floated to the roof. Momo, you have to fight hard this time, and let my mother feel proud!"

"Comrade Zhang Xiaohui, your thinking is too unhealthy! How did you educate me when I got a new toy to show off when I was a child? You said that showing off will only make people hate you, and then you won't even have a friend!"

"I actually said such a profound thing?!"

"..."

Tang Yimo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Well then, I will stew an old hen and send it over on the weekend."

Tang Yimo seemed to smell the aroma of stewed chicken in his nose, and swallowed hard.

"Okay, if you're not afraid of trouble, send it here."

"Hehe, what is this trouble for the trophy of the composition contest?"

Tang Yimo rolled his eyes at the air: "Did you stew it for me, or for the trophy?"

"Hehe, of course it's stewed for my precious daughter!"

"You still have some humanity! Then thank you, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yimo finally heaved a sigh of relief and started cooking.

When eating alone, it is always so easy to be distracted.

Now Yan Junxi's way is broken!
Although it's not impossible to beg him again, but I always feel...that would be a bit too much.

After all, if it really affected his studies, or if he was stabbed to his parents, he would feel really sorry.

As for Jin Xiaodong, and the fat boy in class (5), the two of them still write love letters to themselves every day.

It's just that the total value is only 8 o'clock, which is really pitiful!
There seemed to be only two paths left in front of me:

[1, to chew on Li Zheyu's tough bone. 】

Now Li Zheyu has become a loyal reader of "Love Letter Essence", and has developed a strong interest in the author (that is, the person who is both beautiful and intelligent), which has a good foundation.

Although he had stained his shirt before and kissed him forcefully...

Wait, why did the dining table in front of him suddenly turn into a screen, playing the scene of...kissing with him that day? !
There was a sudden numbness on the lips for no reason.

Tang Yimo pursed her lips vigorously.

Halo, how could there be such a feeling of shame?

It must be...the reason why I ate peppercorns!

Yes, it must be!
Tang Yimo might have forgotten that there is no pepper in this apartment.

A trance...

Where did you just think of?
Oh, by the way, forced kiss...

Cough cough... In short, with the blessing of the author of "The Love Letter", although the risk of hooking up with Li Zheyu is still very high, it is already worth a try.

【2. To develop new love letter suppliers. 】

It is best to be like Yan Junxi, an outstanding boy who can produce 50 love points with a letter.

only……

Such a boy is really as rare as a national treasure, and he has hardly encountered it on campus these days.

But maybe I didn't pay much attention to it.

When you go to school again, you have to keep your eyes open and observe carefully.

…………

The next morning, the first Chinese class.

Lao Wang stepped onto the podium briskly, and at a glance, he saw that "the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe, and the flowers in Chang'an are trampled in one day".

The smile on the corners of the eyes and brows couldn't stop overflowing.

The hem of the baggy white shirt was also tucked into the waistband for the first time.

! !
Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you are too obvious to be shy!
People in their 50s still have no city at all!

Lao Wang raised his hands and propped them on the lectern.

Before he could speak, his mouth grinned uncontrollably into a crescent moon, and his eyes blinked happily.

"Now, I announce a..."

I wanted to say "extremely good news", but Lao Wang restrained himself.

Too floating, easy to fall somersaults.

"...great news."

There was a whisper in the audience.

"The old guy has a second child?"

"I'm afraid I'm divorced, so I'll become a serf and sing."

"Maybe the college entrance examination has been cancelled?"

……

Lao Wang glanced around fiercely, raised his hands and pressed them down, and everyone quickly shut up.

"In this preliminary composition competition, all 1 students from Class 4 (Class [-]) of our high school were shortlisted successfully!"

"All shortlisted successfully", Lao Wang almost yelled out the words, which made everyone's eardrums ache.

"This is the first time in the history of Qing'an No. [-] Middle School!"

There was a burst of rain-like applause in the classroom, and there seemed to be a burst of majestic BGM in the ears.

"Fuck, 66666!"

"This time, our class (1) is finally proud!"

"Didn't Jin Xiaodong just get lucky that he could be nominated?!"

"As far as his composition level is concerned, it can't be plagiarized?"

……

"Bang~~" sounded.

Jin Xiaodong slapped the table hard with his tiger palm.

A hunk stares.

"Damn it, there are cameras in the examination room, if you doubt me, you can go and watch it!"

(End of this chapter)