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Chapter 204 A pen for writing letters(2/2)

"Get out of here." Ying Chanxi said with a dark face, "I have to write for a long time, you go and write yours."

The two of them continued to write letters while quarreling.

Li Luo wrote quickly. After finishing the two letters, he packed them into envelopes and put them away.

Ying Chanxi, on the other hand, was still writing the letter to Li Luo, pausing and thinking for a long time, carefully choosing every word and every sentence.

While Li Luo held up his chin and looked at her face as she wrote seriously, she received envelopes from several girls.

After politely thanking him, Li Luo collected the letters and helped Ying Chanxi collect a few letters from boys.

Of course, Liu Shaowen is also indispensable.

"Li Luo, have you asked the president?" Liu Shaowen handed the letter to Ying Chanxi's desk and asked very familiarly, "As I told you during the exam last week, our literary club

Something about a dinner party.”

"As I said, the president said that there are too many people in the literary club, so it is not easy to hold a dinner party." Li Luo said, "It is better for everyone to make appointments for dinner with people they know personally."

"Then..." Liu Shaowen blinked at him, his meaning already obvious.

But at this time, Ying Chanxi said abruptly: "I will travel abroad after the holiday and have no time to go out for dinner."

"This, that's it..." Liu Shaowen heard Ying Chanxi emphasize this matter again, so he had no choice but to hang his head and gave up his plan to hang out with Ying Chanxi during the winter vacation.

Wait until after six o'clock in the evening.

Everyone in the activity room finished writing their pen pal letters one after another, and after delivering the letters to their pen pals, they said goodbye and left.

Ying Chanxi was finally done at this time. After writing both letters, he carefully put them into the envelopes.

Xu Youyu also stood up and walked down from the podium at this time, handing a letter to each of them: "Take these, it's time to go back to the classroom for evening self-study."

"Yes." Ying Chanxi nodded, and together with Li Luo, handed the two letters he wrote to the other two.

Then the three of them packed up the envelopes given to them by other students and returned to their respective classrooms with great achievements.

"Have you received another letter?"

The back row of Class 8 classroom was by the window. Yan Zhusheng saw him walking into the classroom with seven or eight letters in his arms, spreading them out on the table, and asked curiously.

In the past, some girls were too embarrassed to deliver letters directly to Li Luo, so they would go to the back door of Class 8 classroom, find a random classmate, and ask the other student to help deliver the letter to Li Luo.

Occasionally, when Li Luo was not in the classroom, the classmate who got the envelope would hand it over to Yan Zhusheng and ask her to forward it on her behalf.

Therefore, Yan Zhusheng knew that Li Luo often received letters. She usually mentioned it when eating and chatting in Bihai Lanting, so Ying Chanxi knew it in such detail.

"Well, we have to start reviewing the memorials again." Li Luo rubbed his neck and sat on his seat, "Fortunately, I have finished my homework, and I have nothing else to do in the evening."

When Yan Zhusheng heard this, he looked at Li Luo, then at the more than forty test papers he had left, and immediately pursed his lips unhappily.

"Li Luo."

"Um?"

"Can I write you a letter too?"

"You're not from a literary club, why are you writing a letter?" Li Luo looked at her with a strange look on his face, "Just say it directly if you have something to say. It's not like you want to scold me, so why don't you say it directly?

?”

Yan Zhusheng really thought about it, and then shook his head seriously: "I didn't want to scold you, but there was something else."

"Then just say it directly. As long as it's not a scolding, I'll listen to it."

"Don't tell me." Seeing that he was out of luck, Yan Zhusheng simply immersed himself in doing homework, but reminded him after class, "I have a flight at four o'clock on the 2nd of next month, and I will have to go to the airport early at noon.

"

"No. 2?" Li Luo recalled that Ying Chanxi seemed to have left on No. 4, "What do you want to do when you tell me this?"

"Why not." Yan Zhusheng stood up, walked to Xu Yinghuan, patted her on the shoulder, and went to the toilet together.

Li Luo laughed and shook his head, putting away the letters sent by other girls after reading the first class.

After the bell rang for the second period, he finally took out the letter written to him by Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi, opened it and read it carefully.
Chapter completed!
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