I was a little surprised, but I still asked, "What happened next?" I guess gossip is human nature. // //
Old Xie slapped his thigh and said, "Fuck you! Later, I hung the naked village chief on the big locust tree at the entrance of our village for a whole day and night. I also beat my wife severely and locked her up at home and never let her go out again."
I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. I felt deep sympathy for Lao Xie and treated that group of people to a meal at noon that day, and that matter was considered to have come to an end.” “The removal of thorns from the three schools has come to an end, and life has returned to peace again. As usual, I spent most of my time in school, trying my best to devote myself to study, although the effect was not very good. There is no doubt that the environment around me has affected me. Seeing Liu Zihong and others studying hard every day, I would also feel anxious, thinking that I would be doomed if I continued like this, so I quickly grabbed the books and studied hard; but when I came to Kaiyuan Road with Ye Zhan and met Ajiu and the others, I immediately thought that studying was useless, and I was born to be a social person.
At that time, the youth writer Guo Jingming began to become popular. Several of his books were circulated among students. There was a collection of essays called "Reflection on the Left Hand and Years on the Right Hand". For a time, everyone read Guo Jingming, and everyone looked up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle. I think I am similar. I have society on the left hand and school on the right hand. I think I am actually quite literary. Once, Ye Zhan and I were standing in the corridor chatting. A freshman came over and said timidly: "Brother Hao, someone asked me to pass on a letter to you." Then he stuffed the letter into my hand and turned away in a hurry. Ye Zhan laughed: "Haha, a love letter."
I am a well-known figure at three schools, and I often receive inexplicable admiration from some little girls. I don’t understand why they like a hooligan, but I receive a lot of love letters every now and then, so it’s not a big deal. The letter in my hand was folded into a heart shape. I admire the creativity of girls nowadays. I don’t know how they folded the letter into a shape that is difficult to open. I put the letter in Ye Zhan’s hand and said, "If you like it, I’ll give it to you." Ye Zhan opened the letter very skillfully and read it in front of me. These love letters are all similar, such as "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you", "Although they say you are a bad guy, I think you are a good person", etc., making them seem to know me very well. After Ye Zhan finished reading the love letter, he asked me how I felt. I said I didn’t feel anything. I was just a little girl who was obsessed with love and felt that it was very face-saving to be with the big brother.
Ye Zhan added: "There is also a signature, which is the other party's name. Do you want to hear it?"
I said, "Forget it, I definitely don't know him."
Ye Zhan said: "No, you definitely know him."
"Who is it?"
"Lu Rong."
"Fuck..." I yelled, "How many Lu Rongs are there in our school?"
“It seems to be this one.”
"Damn it." I grabbed the love letter, tore it into pieces, and threw it out the window. The scraps of paper were floating outside the window, like snow. "Strange, Lu Rong doesn't look like a girl who is obsessed with love?" I expressed my doubts. How could an iceberg beauty like Lu Rong take the initiative to write a love letter to someone else? Could it be that she is cold on the outside, but hot on the inside? She can't help herself when she sees me?
“And the love letter is too perfunctory.” Ye Zhan said, “It’s like it was copied from somewhere. And as far as I know, Lu Rong is a famous talented woman. If she were to write a love letter, it wouldn’t be so low-class. It would at least be as sad as Guo Jingming’s.” Guo Jingming was indeed very popular at that time, and even a guy like Ye Zhan who didn’t like reading knew about it.
I nodded and continued to ask, "So what do you think is going on?" I am not sure what is going on, so I need to listen to other people's opinions.
"Maybe it's a prank, maybe it wasn't written by Lu Rong at all." Ye Zhan analyzed: "It's also possible that someone is deliberately trying to sow discord between you and Zhao Hongjun, pretending to be Lu Rong to write you a letter, in order to stir up a war between you and Zhao Hongjun."
I smiled and said, "Does anyone in Chenggao dare to do this? You are too conspiracy-theoretic." But we have encountered many conspiracies and tricks along the way. To be on the safe side, I decided to let Ye Zhan check who wrote this letter.
After the second class, Ye Zhan brought the latest news. "I asked the boy who delivered the letter, and it was indeed written by Lu Rong himself. He and Lu Rong were sitting in front and back of each other, and Lu Rong asked him to deliver the letter. Haozi, you are lucky in love."
I slapped my forehead, still unable to believe the result. However, in order to avoid disputes with Zhao Hongjun, I decided to pretend that this incident had never happened. I did not mention this letter in front of outsiders, nor did I let Ye Zhan tell anyone. But the next day, the guy sent a second letter and said, "Lu Rong said he hopes to receive your reply." I stuffed the letter back into the man's hand and said, "Tell Lu Rong that I have a girlfriend and will not accept anyone else."
After lunch, we walked out and happened to meet Lu Rong and Zhao Hongjun coming in. Lu Rong walked in front and Zhao Hongjun followed behind. He was really a stubborn flower protector. As usual, I was going to bypass them, but Lu Rong walked straight towards me and blocked my way. I had no choice but to stop. Lu Rong stood in front of me and said coldly: "Why don't you reply?" Zhao Hongjun behind her showed a surprised look. I felt like I was hit by a club, and my head was buzzing.
Lu Rong said again, "I'll wait for your reply." After that, she went to the window for getting food. Zhao Hongjun didn't move, looking at me with hatred. Zhao Hongjun suddenly lowered his body, supported himself on the ground with both hands, and kicked me with a sweeping kick. To be honest, this was the first time I saw a real-life sweeping kick. No one fights like this in real life. His leg was straight and hard, like a cannonball shot out quickly, and I was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Zhao Hongjun asked angrily, "What letter did she ask you to reply?!"
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