At the beginning of this semester, a girl was transferred to the class. She was good-looking and fashionably dressed. When the class teacher assigned positions, she was assigned in front of me. The weather was hot, so she came to class wearing a skirt, revealing her

Her white and tender legs. As for me, I often drop pens and erasers on the ground, and when I lower my head to pick them up, I secretly look at her white and tender legs.

Probably because this girl is very beautiful, she is very popular with the male classmates in the class. Many boys wrote love letters to her, asking to be good to her. To be honest, she is pretty and I like her too. I also wanted to study in the class at first.

Boys here write love letters to her like that, but I am a face-conscious person, and I am afraid that if I write her a love letter, she will look down on me and lose my face.

More than a month has passed, and many boys have sent her love letters one after another, but I can't see who she is good with. I have been wondering in my mind, is she not attracted to her or does she not want to fall in love?

My deskmate had naturally curly hair. I nicknamed him Goumao. Goumao also wrote her two love letters. He was too embarrassed to share them with others, so he asked me to pass them on. However, the ending was quite tragic. Goumao wrote her two love letters.

Mao's two love letters were like a mud cow drowning in the sea, with no response.

I remember when we were serving food in the cafeteria that afternoon, Goumao deceived me and asked me to chase Xia Shi, saying that I might be able to capture her. How could this be possible? So many boys in the class were killed, and I couldn’t study well.

I’m not handsome enough, so it’s weird that people would like me. Goumao said that’s not necessarily true. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables. Maybe Xia Shi likes yours. How will you know if you don’t try it.

What Goumao said made my heart itch. I thought that if I could really get along with Xia Shi, I would be more respectable at school. On the way back from lunch, I bought back a few pieces of paper for love letters.

When I was doing self-study in the evening, I saw that the teacher who was studying for self-study had not come yet, so I took out the love letter paper and secretly wrote a love letter to Xia Shi. At the beginning, I copied a few lines of love poems by Tsangyang Gyatso, and I was so absorbed in writing.

, Goumao kicked me with his feet, winked at me and told me to look outside.

Because I was sitting by the window, right outside the aisle. When I looked up, I saw the head teacher leaning against the window, staring at me with an unkind look on his face. He must have been here for a while and noticed that I wrote a love letter to Xia Shi.

Clearly.

This guy scared me and I quickly stuffed the unwritten love letter into the book box. But it was too late. The head teacher came in from outside with a stern face, came directly to me, stretched out his hand to me and said: I

You've all seen it, take it out.

I excused myself by saying that I was just doing my homework. If you don’t believe me, ask Wang Kai.

Wang Kai is Goumao's real name. Goumao hesitated for a long time. Just as he was about to speak, the head teacher glared at him and he was so frightened that he lowered his head.

The head teacher didn't bother to ask any more questions. He pushed me aside, lowered his head and took out the love letter from my book box. After glancing at the content of the love letter, he walked to the podium and read the content of the love letter out loud.

, the content of the love letter made all the classmates laugh. Xia Shi even turned around and glared at me. Finally, the class teacher laughed at me and said that I even relied on plagiarism to write a love letter. It was so embarrassing.

At that time, I looked very ugly and even turned red. The head teacher made me lose face in front of the whole class. I was so angry that I directly said: "It's better than having to live by the leader's hidden rules, right?"

The head teacher yelled at me: Get out of here.

I ignored her, and the head teacher was probably very angry. He walked up to me from the podium and said, "Come out and follow me to the office."

The head teacher's expression was very scary when he spoke, and I was also very scared. I knew that the head teacher would definitely not let me go today, but I could only bite the bullet and follow the head teacher out of the classroom.

After I followed the class teacher out, she took me to the office, and I followed her.

When we got to the office, the head teacher sat down at her desk. She was probably very angry at what I just said, and her face was very ugly. She looked at me and the first thing she said was: Zhang Cheng, dating is not allowed in school. You

The crime he committed is serious and he may be expelled.

I cursed in my heart. She was expelled even before she wrote a love letter to any school. I knew that I had exposed her shortcomings and she was deliberately retaliating against me. But I didn’t dare to say it out loud. My high school entrance examination results were not ideal.

I was able to come to No. 2 Middle School because of my father's connections. If I was expelled from the school, my father would beat me to death.

The class teacher saw that I lowered my head and said nothing, and asked me again: Do you still want to study hard? I was afraid of being expelled by her, so I said, yes. She told me, then write a serious review for me.

Apologize to me.

Listening to her voice, it seemed that she just wanted to scare me. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said to her: Teacher Jiang, I'm sorry.

She nodded, found me a piece of letter paper from the desk, and gave me a pen, and asked me to sit next to her and write a self-reflection letter. I thought to myself that as long as she didn't fire me, it would be no big deal to write a self-reflection letter.

Yes, I took the pen and started writing. I sat next to her and started writing a self-criticism.

Halfway through the review, the head teacher answered the phone. It seemed like there was something urgent. He threw the phone on the table and left in a hurry. Before leaving, he told me to finish writing the review before leaving.

When she was about to finish writing the review, her phone suddenly started beeping, and the screen lit up, showing a WeChat message. Curious, I picked up her phone, clicked on it, read it, and sent her a message.

It was a man named Mumu who asked her what she was doing and that she missed her.

I wonder if some of the rumors about the head teacher are true? So I looked through their chat records. I was completely shocked. The chat records between the two were bold and explicit.

At this time, my heart moved, and I suddenly had an idea. I was the overtime teacher’s WeChat friend and wanted to find out.

I took out my phone and added her WeChat account. In order to avoid being discovered by her, I used a WeChat account so that she would not know it was me. After putting her phone away, I started to write a self-reflection letter. After I finished writing

Seeing that the head teacher hadn't come back yet, I put the self-criticism letter on her desk and went back.

When I returned to the classroom, dozens of pairs of eyes in the class were staring at me. When I returned to my seat, Goumao asked me about my situation with a gloating look on his face. I rolled my eyes at him and said I would write a review. Seeing that the seat in front of me was empty,

I asked Goumao about Xia Shi, and he said that after the class teacher and I went to the office, Xia Shi and the class leader asked for leave and went back.

I feel quite depressed. I have embarrassed Xia Shi today, so she won’t even care about me anymore.

After returning to the dormitory, I washed my feet and lay down on the bed. Goumao sat on my bed and wanted to chat with me. I ignored him and he went back to his bed. I thought of adding the class teacher's WeChat account, so I quickly logged on to WeChat.

I planned to chat with her, and I thought that if the head teacher was like the rumors, it would be very interesting.

I remember my sister told me that women are the most curious. When I thought about it, I sent a message to my class teacher: How are you doing recently?

Sure enough, the head teacher replied after a while and asked: Who are you?

I thought to myself that the head teacher must have been with many men, so I boldly replied: What's wrong, did you forget the passion of that night so quickly?

The head teacher sent me a shy emoji, saying I hate it, I really don’t know who you are.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

She sent a few more shy expressions and kept asking me who I was.

I told her that I couldn't remember, forget it, and she would know who I was when I had time to ask her out. When I said that, she stopped asking and asked me what I was doing now, and I told her to lie.

After working all day, I was lying in bed to rest.

She said she was too, she had been in class for a day and was exhausted. I said being a teacher is easy, right? I knew the class teacher's schedule, and she only had two classes today.

The head teacher replied to me and said: Forget it, a male student made my mood worse today.

As soon as I saw it, I knew she was talking about me. I sneered in my heart and replied to her: What's going on?

She said that when she was studying in self-study, a male student wrote a love letter and she caught him. The male student refused to accept it and confronted her, which made her very angry.

I laughed in my heart. The head teacher definitely didn’t know that it was me who was chatting with her now, so I asked her: What did you do to that male student in the end?

She replied: When I said I wanted to fire him, he was so frightened that he quickly apologized to me and wrote a letter of apology.
Chapter completed!