PFC Chapter 102 Is it reliable?
Chapter 102 Is it reliable?
Qin Lingzheng laughed out loud at that moment.
And I can't laugh out loud.
So he clenched his fists and bit them hard.
Even so, I was still having fun.
My face turned red.
Finally, Qin Lingzheng laughed so hard that he choked, his legs went weak, and he lost his balance and fell under the table.
Bai Yuan saw that he was having a seizure and ignored him.
I corrected the typos on the paper and marked the word order problems in the incorrect sentences.
After finishing the revision, he put the letter back into the envelope.
He pinched the envelope with his fingers, reached under the table and handed it to Qin Lingzheng.
"Send it back."
Qin Lingzheng looked at the envelope that was pressed against his face. His head was already short of oxygen from laughing, and he was unable to come to his senses for a while.
The first reaction is to open your mouth and receive it.
He put it directly into his mouth.
Bai Yuan felt something was wrong. He looked down and his face suddenly darkened.
She kicked Qin Lingzheng on the leg and whispered, "Isn't it dirty?"
Qin Lingzheng was kicked unexpectedly and was hurt, and he was about to jump up.
As a result, I heard a "bang" and my head hit the table. I immediately covered my head and shrank back.
After a period of chaos, Qin Lingzheng finally crawled out from under the table.
He looked at the envelope in his hand and asked in confusion, "There's no signature on it, where should I send it to?"
Bai Yuan: "It's written inside, read it yourself."
When Qin Lingzheng heard this, he thought it was worth watching.
So he took out the letter again and read it from beginning to end.
His eyes fell on the last sentence.
"See you at the small playground in Area C at 3pm."
It's the small playground in Area C again! Is this some kind of holy place for confession? !
Qin Lingzheng folded the letter and asked tentatively, "The letter is for you, why don't you take a look at it yourself?"
Bai Yuan thought he was being too nagging and said impatiently, "Give it to me, I'll go by myself."
Upon hearing this, Qin Lingzheng quickly put the letter in his pocket and said, "No need, haha, I was just kidding. I'll go, you can take a rest."
Glancing at the time, there was still half an hour until three o'clock. Qin Lingzheng stayed a little longer and planned to ambush in advance to see what Zhang San, the lawless criminal on the first day of the new year, looked like.
He was just about to walk out when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at Bai Yuan.
"If you still have this thing in the future, should I bring it to you or just return it directly?"
Bai Yuan said casually, "You decide."
Then give it all a thumbs up!
Qin Lingzheng made up his mind in just one second.
Bai Yuan raised her eyes and glanced at him, seeming to see what he was thinking, and reminded him, "Don't let anyone see it when you throw it, understand?"
Qin Lingzheng was even more proud when he heard this, and patted his chest and promised, "Hey, I'll do it, don't worry!"
This action of his made the tie, which had just been pulled hard by Bai Yuan and was hanging loosely around his neck, become even more crooked.
Bai Yuan looked at him with displeasure and glared at him several more times.
Finally waved.
When Qin Lingzheng came closer, Bai Yuan raised his hand to help him straighten his collar, and his fingers flexibly moved to tie his tie again.
While tying the belt, he advised, "Be polite when you get there and talk to him nicely. Don't embarrass him. Got it?"
Qin Lingzheng stared straight at Bai Yuan's fingers. Before he could see clearly, a brand new, perfect bow tie had been tied.
He was not used to wearing clothes so straight and felt the collar was a little tight.
Just as he was about to stretch his fingers through the tie to loosen it, he suddenly remembered that this was a bow tie that Bai Yuan had just tied, and he forced his hand down again.
Qin Lingzheng nodded and smiled at Bai Yuan, "Hey, got it!"
After leaving the student union president's office, Qin Lingzheng didn't rush to the playground.
Instead, he went back to the classroom and took out a little red booklet from his schoolbag.
After putting it in his pocket, he staggered towards the playground.
When we arrived at the place, there were still ten minutes until three o'clock in the afternoon.
Qin Lingzheng was not in a hurry when he saw that no one had come.
I found a shady place and waited for something to happen while reading the little red booklet.
After waiting for less than five minutes, I suddenly heard a commotion in the distance.
Come to life!
Qin Lingzheng closed the little red booklet, checked the time, and felt somewhat satisfied.
Although he was an outlaw, he still knew to arrive five minutes early.
When I heard the sound again, I looked up and saw four or five people walking towards this side together from afar.
Walking and making noise.
It seems like this was a gang crime.
He took the love letter out of his pocket and stacked it together with the booklet.
He stood in the middle of the small playground with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed, like an old cadre.
In the distance, four or five classmates surrounded the owner of the love letter, cheering him on as they walked towards them.
The kid at the front was a little shy, "Is that okay? Is that too abrupt? The senior doesn't even know me yet."
The person next to him continued, "How can we get to know each other if we don't find a chance? Now is the chance, you must seize it!"
"That's right. I didn't expect you to succeed right away. As long as I can get WeChat this time, it will be a big victory!"
The child hesitated again, "I am a year younger than her. Will the senior think I am a child and a little immature and not want to talk to me?"
The classmate next to him seemed to understand, "Children are good, children are well-behaved, and seniors like well-behaved children these days."
The child was still a little embarrassed, but still had some concerns, "What if..."
"Can you do it? If not, get out of the way and make room for me. I'll do it!"
"That's right! That's right! Senior is so pretty and outstanding, I want to give it a try, what if he likes someone like me?"
When the child heard this, he quickly shook his head and said, "You promised to come with me to cheer me up, why are you all like this? I mean, what if the senior didn't see the love letter I gave her, or saw it but didn't come, what should I do?"
"You don't have to worry about that. Look, isn't that the one on the playground - what the hell?! Something's wrong. It looks like the dean!!!"
This classmate's shocking words frightened the others as well. They were so scared that they almost fled in all directions.
When someone with sharp eyes calmed down, they were happy and gave the kid who was making a fuss an elbow, "What dog eyes! He's wearing a school uniform!"
The classmate took a closer look and saw that she was indeed wearing a school uniform. She felt a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly, "You scared me, but I'm glad it wasn't her. But why do I feel like she doesn't look like a senior student, but more like a man?"
The kid who wrote the love letter felt a jolt in his heart, "Huh? Could it be that someone else has chosen today to confess to their senior?"
"How could it be such a coincidence? Maybe he is waiting for someone to confess his love to him."
"After all, this is the legendary holy place for confession."
"I heard that last year, when they graduated from junior high school, many seniors successfully confessed their love on this small playground."
A few first-grade junior high school students were walking towards the small playground while chatting.
When I got closer, I saw Qin Lingzheng standing in the middle waiting for a long time, and I also saw the love letter in his hand.
Several children's faces turned pale in an instant.
Staring at Qin Lingzheng, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Qin Lingzheng was still a little disdainful. When they came, they were in a grand manner, why were they so cowardly now?
How dare you be an outlaw with such guts?
After about ten seconds, the child who wrote the love letter was the first to stand up.
I coughed a few times, a little embarrassed, the sound was as soft as a mosquito.
"Senior, no, I'm sorry, this love letter is not for you. We, um... Alas! We accidentally put it in the wrong locker!"
He turned around and complained to his friends, "Who got this information? Why is it so unreliable?!"