Chapter 440 Love Letter

When he strolled to the door of the classroom, he walked onto the podium with his hands behind him.

Coughed seriously.

"Ah! Well, I have a very important thing to tell everyone."

The noisy classroom quieted down instantly, and everyone looked at Wang Zhongyun curiously.

The old team leader, who has never been tuned, has a solemn expression. What is he going to say?

Isn’t it bad news?

As soon as this thought occurred, Wang Zhongyun slapped the table abruptly and made a bang, which shocked everyone.

"Hahaha! This time everyone did a very good job! Excellent! Excellent! We won one or two places in the first three classes! It turns out that we are no worse than their first class!"

Exciting, shameful!

After being ridiculed by Chang Qing's yin and yang for more than two years, Wang Zhongyun could bear it.

Now, every pore on his body was refreshing.

Even the waist is straight, which is a spring breeze.

Everyone was taken aback by him, and when they heard what he said, they rolled their eyes.

Speechless: "That's it?"

"We already knew it, okay!"

"With a slender, how could we lose!"

"Cut, just those nerds? I punched ten!"

"Ahem..." Wang Zhongyun twitched his mouth and calmed down a bit, "Um, it's wrong to beat people... But I allow you to beat them with your results! Don't give me face!"

Everyone asked their faces and confided in their hearts: Excuse me, do you have a face like this?

This New Year's Day performance directly made Class 3 of Senior Three, which was already in the limelight, became the best class in the school. Has reached the point where everyone knows, especially Song Yaoyao.

"Tsk—"

Tang Xinrou gazed happily but went out for a while and returned to the desk that was filled again. She squeezed Song Yaoya's face, "Who is this time giving us a gift for my sweet baby? Oh, there are love letters?"

Song Yaoya rolled his eyes and tore off Tang Xinrou's messy hands.

"Don't move."

An Feiran was writing a question just now, a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw it, and he pushed his glasses and walked over.

"Still the same way?" His voice was gentle, and his delicate and clean temperament was not at all feminine.

Shen Xun bit the lollipop and sneered, "Don't you just throw it away in the trash can? There are so many things, so I will take someone to clean up one by one. Lao Tzu is the most annoying to you who do things like a lady chirping."

An Feiran smiled shyly, "This is not good."

Then I called a few classmates to help and took all the gifts to the door.

The students in the past have become accustomed to it.

I saw a table at the door of Class 3, piled full of gift boxes, everything for food and play. Because the table can't be stacked, it can only be stacked under the table.

Class 3 had already let go of the conversation and did not accept gifts. These things are placed here and whoever takes them.

It's a pity that An Feiran's approach is too gentle. After a long time, it has no effect at all, but it attracts more and more people.

Now everyone’s impression of Class 3 is no longer a scumbag class.

Everyone knows that this group of rich second generations are really good and dazzling in their hard work.

Moreover, most of them are actually pretty good-looking, and they can be regarded as the most beautiful in all classes!

Therefore, every time get out of class is over, more and more people come to watch.

"Oh shit……"

Shen Xun stared at the slender back of the little girl in front of her. She wrote the paper seriously, and was not affected by things outside.

(End of this chapter)