Pei Qing said, "Do you like girls with good grades?"

Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt the need to explain, he said, "I don't like it, that's what I asked for."

Pei Qing didn't understand what he said and asked, "What is required by the homework?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

Pei Qing said, "Okay then. Does she know you?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I don't know."

Pei Qian pointed at Zhan Weiyang's homework sheet with his slender fingers: "Then start with self-introduction."

Zhan Weiyang buried his head, revealing the white back of his neck above his collar. He held the pen with a bit of force, writing word by word: "I am Zhan Weiyang, Class Two and Three of Senior High, I am seventeen years old this year, and I am tall. One meter seventy four, Aries, blood type B."

After writing, he looked up at Pei Qing and asked, "Is it alright?"

Pei Qing put one hand on his forehead, watched him finish writing in silence, and said, "You don't need to be so detailed."

Zhan Weiyang was a little overwhelmed.

Seeing that he was a little nervous, Pei Qing gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, let's continue. You can write about how you first saw her and how you felt at the time."

Zhan Weiyang then continued to write: "I met you at the gate of the school this morning. I thought you were very good-looking, and then I listened to your speech, and your voice was also very nice." He raised his head, frowned and thought for a while , and wrote: "You have good grades, I think you are very good."

Seeing this, Pei Qing asked him, "Do you like her just because of this?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I don't like him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the cold female voice suddenly sound: "The negative improvement of the love state will deduct 2 points."

Zhan Weiyang suddenly stood up from the chair, and he looked at Pei Qing in panic.

Pei Qing looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Zhan Weiyang said hurriedly, "I like him."

Pei Qing lowered his eyelashes to hide the inexplicable feeling about Zhan Weiyang in his eyes. He showed a gentle smile and said, "If you like it, don't be nervous."

Zhan Weiyang was obviously still nervous, he talked to the system in his head: I like him, don't deduct my points.

Unfortunately, the system ignored him.

Seeing that he had been standing, Pei Qing stretched out a hand to him and said, "Yangyang, come and sit, we will continue to write." He had called him Weiyang before, and this was the first time he had called him like his father and grandma. He is yangyang, and he wants to appease Zhan Weiyang's emotions.

Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing's hand. Pei Qing's hand was as beautiful as his own. The fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the palm and finger pulp.

That hand patiently stretched out to Zhan Weiyang waiting for him, Zhan Weiyang calmed down, took Pei Qing's hand, and went back to the desk to sit down.

Pei Qian immediately withdrew his hand, pointed to his homework sheet, and said, "Let's write."

Chapter 6

Zhan Weiyang sat down and continued to write a love letter to Xie Ling. He was always thinking about the deduction of his points, and he was a little absent-minded when he wrote it.

Pei Qing noticed it and saw that he was stumbling over each word, so he said, "If you're not in a hurry, write it tomorrow."

Zhan Weiyang said immediately, "Don't worry."

Pei Qing stood up and said to Zhan Weiyang, "Then I'll go back to my room, you should rest early."

Zhan Weiyang also got up and watched Pei Qing go back to the bed to pick up his book, and when he reached the door, he said, "Thank you, brother Qin."

Pei Qing smiled and said, "You're welcome, good night." After speaking, he went out and helped him close the door.

Zhan Weiyang sat down immediately, seeing that he had written almost half of the homework sheet, he hesitated for a while and added the word Xie Ling at the beginning, and then added "I like you, can you be my boyfriend?" My phone number is: 138XXXXXXXX, you can add me on WeChat." He completed the first love letter in his life with a perfunctory attitude.

After taking a bath and laying on the bed to go to sleep, Zhan Weiyang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open and whispered, "Are you there?"

no respond.

He added, "Can you not deduct my points? I'm joking."

Still no response.

Zhan Weiyang turned over, reached out to turn off the lamp on the bedside table, and at the same time heard the voice telling him, "The user's score today: 48."

The light in the room suddenly went out, falling into darkness, Zhan Weiyang pulled the quilt over his head at the same time, buried the whole person under the quilt, and sighed softly.

When he went to school the next day, Zhan Weiyang got off the bus and ran to the stationery store opposite the school to buy an envelope.

He looked at the stationery store for a long time and found that there were so many colorful envelopes with various lace and patterns. Seeing that there were no other students in the store, he secretly chose a pink one with a small heart, and embarrassedly went to the boss to settle the bill, then stuffed the envelope into his schoolbag and ran towards the school gate.

During self-study in the morning, Zhan Weiyang stuffed the written love letter into the envelope and found that he had no glue, so he borrowed a correction tape from the girl at the same table to seal the envelope.

His tablemate was Zhou Hanyi, and he didn't usually talk to him very much. Today, he couldn't help but come over and ask him what he was doing.

Zhan Weiyang hurriedly stuffed the envelope into the desk drawer so that Zhou Hanyi would not see it.

When the self-study was over, Zhan Weiyang kicked Chen Youyou's stool in front.

Chen Youyou turned around with a displeased face and asked him, "Why?"

Zhan Weiyang was lying on the desk, leaned in front of Chen Youyou, lowered his voice and said to him, "I have written a love letter to Xie Ling, can you give it to him for me?"

Chen Youyou refused without thinking: "I don't." After speaking, he turned around and rummaged through his new physics book in the drawer.

Zhan Weiyang kicked his stool again.

Chen Youyou ignored him.

Zhan Weiyang continued to kick.

This time, Chen Youyou turned around abruptly and said impatiently, "What, what are you doing?"

His voice was a little loud, and many people in the classroom heard it. Immediately, some boys laughed and imitated him and said, "No, why don't you do it."