This kind of extremely poor student recruits a few exceptions every year to raise the ceiling for further education, which is convenient for the school to brag about, but this year, only one of him was recruited. Several other people were reluctant to come and join the rich children of the campus, for fear of autism.

Ban Zhang is very happy, because this will be the starting point of his business.

Writing love letters, copying homework, and making meals... These prices are much higher than other schools, and there is huge room for benefits.

Although the sports committee asked him to transcribe a love letter, he didn't need to think about it at all, so the price was much cheaper.

"Is the content still what you think?" Ban Zhang asked.

"Yes, what I think is more sincere." The Sports Committee began to recall, "I will try my best to retell it, and you can help me write it."

"Um."

The physical committee said: "Xiao Zhuo, hello—"

Ban Zhang stopped writing: "I wanted to ask you last time, why do you call Xiao Zhuo?"

Sports Committee: "It looks very solemn and removes the greasy and wretched feeling."

"alright."

Sports Committee: "Xiao Zhuo, hello——

Guess who I am? "

"Is this still a guess?" Zhuo Shu sat in the study, locked the door, read the letter solemnly, rolled his eyes when he saw the first sentence, "Ying Tongchen, Ying Tongchen, are you still playing with me? Don't even think about playing hard to catch!"

Sports Committee: "Whether you can guess it or not, please listen to what I have to say. Since the first time I saw you, I seemed to see Cupid waving at me, and then shooting an arrow at my heart. "

Zhuo Shu narrowed his eyes: "Okay, it turned out to be a hidden arrow. I said why you didn't call the police after you knocked on the door. It turned out to be a meeting with Cupid."

The Sports Committee continued to recall: "You are so charming, with an angel-like face and a devil-like figure, you can't help but want to get close."

Zhuo Shu let out a laugh: "Oh, it turns out that I have long been greedy for my body."

Sports Committee: "I've never met a person like you who makes my heart move. I can't help myself. I almost forget who I am and what I want to do. What is the purpose of my life? I don't know.. …”

Zhuo Shu: "Be sober, you are a people's teacher, and you want to be one of the top ten young teachers!!"

Sports Committee: "I only know that I will follow what I love, and I am willing to give my all to follow you."

"..." Zhuo Shu was silent for a moment, "Okay, I'll see how you want to follow me."

"Xiao Zhuo, please don't turn me away, I would like to turn my style into sand and linger to the end of the world; I would like to be your bird in the sky, and your connecting branch in the ground. I don't know if you want it or not. ?"

Zhuo Shu pointed his finger on the table and made a clear voice: "Well... I'll think about it."

The Sports Committee carefully recalled the Tang poetry and Song Poems copied on the Internet before, but couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to skip it, and then said: "I know, it is difficult for me to make you feel safe now, but I will try my best. Sincerely hope you Give me an answer and I'll wait for you on the playground."

Zhuo Shu: "...then I have to think about it."

Sports Committee: "Finally, I have to say aloud from the bottom of my heart!

-I love you! "

Zhuo Shu's fingers trembled slightly: Gan, is this the romance of an English teacher? So simple, direct and powerful.

Sports Committee: "Signing: A mature and attractive man full of male hormones."

Zhuo Shu: "Huh."

Ban Zhang was speechless: "So why is your signature not Awei?"

The fierce man from the sports committee said: "I'm afraid she will reject me directly, not even going to the playground."

"What did you prepare in the playground?"

"Surprise." The Sports Committee Chicken Thief said, "As long as she is curious about this letter, she will go to the playground, so that I can fight for a chance to show romance and charm."

"It's a mouthful." Ban Zhang wrote it word for word. Anyway, he is just a money maker, so copying things doesn't need to be a brainstorm. "Write it down, support WeChat Alipay and swipe cards."

"You still prepared a POS machine?" The Sports Commission asked in surprise.

"That's inevitable. You have more money, so be prepared." Ban Zhang pushed his glasses in a low-key manner.

The sports committee smelled a profiteer, but when he saw the handsome and beautiful new love letter, he forgot all of them, and said happily: "When the get out of class is over, you help me call her out, and I will secretly put it on her desk. inside."

"Call someone five dollars."

Surely a profiteer! The Sports Committee said angrily, "Deal!"

Ban Zhang said again: "For the sake of our classmates and the fact that you are about to become my long-term customer, I will give you a free suggestion."

"Sir, please say it." The sports committee was respectful.

"Give it back next week. It's going to be a parent-teacher meeting soon. If you accidentally miss it again, you may really miss it completely."

"It makes sense." The sports committee reluctantly stuffed the love letter into his pocket, "Then give it back next week, and by the way, help me copy the homework."

"50 subjects per subject."

"make a deal."

Zhuo Shu read and read the love letter, read it repeatedly, silently read the whole text and recited it.

He folded the letter, put it in the drawer, clasped his hands, and entered the time of the sage.

To respond or not to respond, that is the question.

But he was really curious, why did he go to the playground to meet? What's in the playground? Wouldn't it be a surprise?

When he was caught in all kinds of speculation, he heard the voice of his parents talking downstairs. When he walked into the corridor, he heard Mu Qing say, "Azi just called me and said that the parent-teacher meeting will be on Friday, so let me prepare to spare some time."

"Oh, isn't it time to hit, then we will refund the next on-site ticket?" Zhuo Fu said.

"Go back, alas."

"Ugh."

The old couple sighed. How many times they have participated in parent-teacher conferences since they were young, and if they are all the same, they really can't arouse any interest in them.

At this time, a calm and powerful voice came from upstairs: "No need to retreat."