Chapter 10
"It's okay, just agree to it for me." Being forced to do hard labor and immersing himself in "playing B-games" undoubtedly fueled Jiang Qiuxu's evil taste in watching others (online clowns) have fun.
Du Xi was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected Jiang Qiuxu, who usually shied away from trouble, to actually agree to such a troublesome undertaking. So she brought up an even more outrageous proposal from the organizers: "They also want you to write a love letter to Luo Mingyao under the name 'Mist Rises' and post it on the official account."
"That's fine." As long as no one knew she was "Mist Rising", it would be fine.
Du Xiwei anticipated Jiang Qiuxu's thoughts and couldn't help but lament that he'd naively believed her words, "few people would recognize him." But if the offline activities were popular enough for anyone in the class to recognize him, Jiang Qiuxu's cover would be completely exposed. However, Du Xiwei didn't intend to share her speculation with Jiang Qiuxu. After all, a game-playing nerd would spark a much greater curiosity than a dedicated student.
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Over the next two days, Jiang Qiuxu began writing the love letter in his spare time. After finishing, Jiang Qiuxu went to the bathroom without seeing Du Xiwei. The scrap paper he had used to write the love letter flew away in the wind without anything to hold it down.
The person who found this piece of draft paper was a boy who came to ask Xie Yusheng a question. At that time, Xie Yusheng was still organizing his thoughts on the question. The boy picked up the draft paper from the ground and read it while whispering: "You are like frost, cold but with an intoxicating charm... Thank God, this love letter is written to you, right? No, who would write a love letter on draft paper?"
This strange combination made Xie Yusheng look up, only to find that it was Jiang Qiuxu's handwriting.
Jiang Qiuxu returned to the classroom at this time. Seeing this scene, for a moment, Jiang Qiuxu wanted to give up the draft paper directly, but in order to prevent her "love letter" from being circulated everywhere, Jiang Qiuxu still bit the bullet and asked.
"Um... this piece of paper is mine. Can you please return it to me?" Jiang Qiuxu was as socially anxious as ever and refused to say anything more.
The boy didn't move, apparently unable to figure out the connection between this strange piece of paper and Jiang Qiuxu. While the boy was stunned, Xie Yusheng had already taken the paper from him and handed it to Jiang Qiuxu.
Looking at that cold face, Jiang Qiuxu felt for the first time not as if he was facing a powerful enemy, but as if he had been pardoned.
She brought the draft paper back to her seat, and Du Xiwei just came back, so she submitted the "love letter" for "review".
Du Xiwei looked at it for a while and was very satisfied. She instructed Jiang Qiuxu to copy the poem onto a piece of white paper and sign his name. The official "love letter" was completed.
"You are like frost,
It is icy yet has an intoxicating charm;
You are like the morning dew,
Fragile but lovable.
Your face is cold,
Keep people away from you;
Your eyes are gentle,
Leading people closer step by step.
Shallow words,
I can’t express the turbulent waves in your heart.
I can't express the endless love in my heart.
But even if the future is unpredictable, we may become strangers.
You are still the supreme purity in my eyes.
——The fog is gradually rising
"These handwritings and the literary talent are simply pleasing to the eye. He's worthy of being a novelist." Du Xiwei said as she put away the white paper and went to organize her English homework.
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