"In the south of the Yangtze River where apricot blossoms and misty rain are blooming, spring grass overflows the river bank. Forgive me for saying we met. The grass is slightly green and the raindrops are slightly cool.
The translucence of blue and the softness of pink petals, this April will always be a blue feather passing by, falling on the waiting and starting station, just this once.
The drizzle is like silk, the river is slightly rippling, the smile is on the water, lightly fragrant, drifting with the wind, and the memory is dried by time. The only scenery in my eyes faded into a blurry background. It was just one step away. It was an accidental encounter, not a reunion..."
Yang Yi floated in from the window, his pure and unadulterated voice, accompanied by the melodious sound of guitar.
The expression on Mr. Cao's face softened. He thought back then, he was also a guitar lover.
Now that he is old, does he not understand the music world of young people?
Colonel Cao breathed a sigh of relief slowly and glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf.
But, how did Xiaofan say it was a love letter?
Principal Cao raised his hand and touched his handsome hair. Could it be that this kid just followed him? !
Mentally mature?
He has passed his forties! On the road to knowing destiny.
That's right, the nephews all follow the uncle.
"Go on, what's going on."
Colonel Cao narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his neck slightly, wanting to end it quickly and let the brat come out and slap his shoulders.
"College Cao, this is just music appreciation, just listen."
Geng Xinyu put down the letter, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.
"The spring scenery all over this city, when the rain falls, is like your passing: not intentional, not obsessed, spreading slightly, from morning to dusk to forever.
Who is it, holding a small umbrella with broken flowers, gazing at Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and watching a charming spring rain in ink paintings, dyeing the Jiangnan in April..."
Yang Yichun's baritone voice with a smile floated in from the window again.
Colonel Cao glanced out the window.
Yang Yi, are you hungry since you didn’t have dinner?
How pretentious!
So pretentious, why don't you participate in Jingyun's essay contest!
The class teacher of the senior year (11) needs to be dealt with!
Principal Cao walked to the window and pulled down the blinds.
Who installed this speaker? It's actually installed in the back window of the principal's office, and it's going to be demolished tomorrow!
It’s so noisy!
He Shiling was startled for a moment and looked at Geng Xinyu, what happened in the past few days?
That text seems to be Xiaoyu’s manuscript for the preliminary round of the composition contest in early April!
Geng Xinyu lowered his head and smiled, then looked back at Ling Huchu who was facing the wall, and then took a deep look at He Shiling. It's not because of you.
Fortunately, she was smart and only wrote the lyrics for Ling Shuchu to copy.
Um? He Shiling was startled for a moment, because of her?
This love letter, no, this appreciation of lyrics, is actually related to her?
But, who is Ajie?
she does not know!
Can she bear this responsibility? How can she carry it?
Um. Geng Xinyu looked at He Shiling, put her fist to her lips, and uttered two words very softly: Ah Nan.
Nan? Which Nan?
"Ke Mengnan." Geng Xinyu softly uttered three words with a smirk on his face.
"Ahem..." He Shiling quickly raised her hand to cover her nose and looked at Geng Xinyu with confusion.
What does this matter have to do with Ke Mengnan? He is in Lingnuo, but not in Yunling.
Geng Xinyu nodded heavily and looked back at Ling Huchu who was facing the wall.
Um? He Shiling was a little confused and looked back at Ling Huchu, then glanced at Geng Xinyu, who was looking at her deeply, and looked puzzledly at the letter paper in front of her, which clearly said: Ajie.
She is not blind! There is no short-sightedness either, it’s Ajie, not A-Nan!
Ah, Jay? He Shiling frowned, could it be?
He Shiling turned to look at Geng Xinyu and said three words very softly: Substitute?
Um! Geng Xinyu nodded heavily, glanced at the seven or eighty-nine letters on the table, and pointed at He Shiling. There was also a letter written for you to Nan last week!
What? He Shiling glanced at the letters and pointed at herself uncertainly.
Did she also send a letter to Ke Mengnan in her name?
Um! Geng Xinyu nodded and breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if he was relieved to have completed an important task.
"Ahem..." He Shiling almost choked, and quickly raised her hand to cover her nose, turning to look at Ling Shuchu who was facing the wall.
Mengmeng, how promising you are!
You can think of such things, when did you develop nymphomaniac disease?
Still looking for a replacement!
The alternative is definitely not as handsome as Nan!
You are a little fool!
Although she and Anan were not familiar with each other, they had only met three times, including this physics competition, four times!
However, she knows Ke Mengnan's home address. If you want to see him, she can go with you.
Why did Mao send a letter to Lingnuo and keep a copy?
Really, if you are smart, you can see how your literary talent is after a while!
He Shiling raised her hand and rubbed her temples. This matter was indeed her fault!
Like Xiao Yu, she should make a draft and let Mengmeng copy it. After all, Ke Mengnan's literary talent is as good as hers. This time, he will probably laugh at her!
If she doesn't take the blame, she has to take it.
But, what is there on the bookshelf, and why is Principal Cao always looking there?
He Shiling glanced at the closed glass door, looked back at Geng Xinyu, and smiled, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.
Um?
Geng Xinyu was startled for a moment, then reached out and touched the hair around her ears.
This expression is not going to drag her into trouble again!
Who is Ajie? He Shiling glanced at the light blue letter paper.
Lin Yijie! Geng Xinyu glanced at Colonel Cao by the window and said softly.
oh! He Shiling nodded thoughtfully, stretched out three fingers and then two fingers. Is this Lin Yijie, a senior in high school (11)?
Um. Geng Xinyu nodded heavily. Fortunately, Lin Yijie from Class 5 was not heard.
"What are you doing?" Colonel Cao slapped the table!
It's outrageous that she was actually squinting in front of him!
"Colonel Cao, Zheng Yifan should be blamed for this matter."
He Shiling smiled slightly and looked at Principal Cao calmly.
She has to take responsibility for this matter, but if there is someone to take the blame, then why should she take the blame herself?
Geng Xinyu, "..."
Blame Zheng Yifan? What does it have to do with Zheng Yifan? He left Yunling a month and a half ago!
Colonel Cao, "..."
What to say? Are you fainting from hunger?
Xiaofan has left Yunling a long time ago, okay.
Well, he's hungry too. I guess Xiaofan is also hungry.
Principal Cao glanced at the glass door next to the bookshelf. No, Xiao Fan was really to blame. It was his tip-off letter that led to the outcome of today's incident.
"Explain." Colonel Cao glanced at He Shiling coldly.
"Make up a lesson. Does Mr. Cao still remember?"
He Shiling picked up the pile of letters and flipped through them as if nothing had happened.
Which letter was written to Ah Nan? Ah Nan, have you replied?
"Continue." Principal Cao glanced at He Shiling and asked, "Make up a lesson?" What lessons should I take?
Now we’re talking about love letters!
Looking around, he looked like a student taught by Lao Li!
He Shiling looked around, then neatly sorted the letters and put them on Principal Cao's desk.
"Actually, when it comes to the root cause of this matter," He Shiling pointed at the entire letter on the table and said with a smile, "You have to blame Colonel Cao for this matter."
Colonel Cao, "..."
Colonel Cao was startled for a moment, blame him?
