Love Letters

Hu Datu? And his goddess Kong Ruxue?

He Miao suspected that he had heard it wrong.

When she ran to the English group office, she became even more suspicious that she had seen it wrong.

That Hu Datu actually started to win her back, and for the first time, he fought with the goddess Kong in his mind and got hurt...

He Miao never thought that one day he would be so popular.

How did He Miao, who was hated by everyone, suddenly transform herself into a popular person?

"Mr. Hu, you said ladies should be given priority. Where is your gentlemanly demeanor?"

Kong Ruxue glanced at Hu Datu across from her, a little unhappy, "Besides, don't you dislike her being in your class?"

He usually tries to please her in every way possible, but now he can't even ask for anyone.

For a moment, Kong Ruxue was so angry that her face turned red, and she became more determined towards He Miao.

"Teacher Kong, everything is based on first come first served. He Miao has been in my class for more than a year."

It was rare for Hu Datu not to smile in front of Kong Ruxue. He had a serious attitude and a serious tone.

Although he was in love with her, public was public and private was private......

"Is He Miao some precious girl? Why are you so obsessed with her?"

Kong Ruxue didn't care at first when she heard that He Miao was going back. Their class has become more lively in the past few days since He Miao came.

But I heard that there are several students with good grades coming over. I heard that they are good friends of He Miao, and their grades are pretty good. They are obviously potential stocks...

She suddenly couldn't sit still anymore.

"Although He Miao is not a treasure, she is obviously more adaptable in my class."

Hu Datu did not give in at all.

Normally he looked like he didn't care about her life or death, but now he seemed to be full of responsibility...

"Your class is too fast for her."

Kong Ruxue was also very determined, "He Miao is obviously more compatible with our class."

"The pace of your class is too slow, which is not conducive to her improvement and progress. Comfort makes people regress."

“Your class is too depressing.”

"Your class is too noisy."

........

The two of them started attacking each other's class.

Realizing that they were in a public place and there were students nearby...the two changed their tactics.

"My class is on the sixth floor. It's quiet."

"My class is on the third floor, so it's close by."

"I am young."

"I am careful."

"I have patience."

“I have a sense of responsibility.”

........

They each talked about their own advantages, more enthusiastically than Wang Po selling melons.

Liu Feifei, who was listening at the side, was a little fascinated. She reached out and pushed her, "Miao'er, which class do you want to go to?"

He Miao was also watching the match and blurted out subconsciously: "I'll go with whoever wins."

It was the first time she saw the teacher fighting to the death for her, and she wanted to record it on the spot.

"Goddess Kong, come on!"

He Miao began to encourage her and cheer her on.

Hu Datu and Kong Ruxue started by pointing out each other's shortcomings and then showing off the strengths of their own class, and finally began to analyze He Miao.

"He Miao obviously likes our Class 25."

"No, no, no, He Miao obviously fits in well with our class."

The two began to slander her, and things took a strange turn...

"He Miao's grades are poor, and if he goes there, it will lower your class average."

Hu Datu spoke in a kind tone, as if he had taken over the mess.

"He Miao is too noisy. If she goes there, it will affect other students in your class who are doing well in their studies."

Kong Ruxue felt a little distressed when she thought of the good students in his class, just as she felt sorry for the students in her own class.

As He Miao listened, he felt something was wrong: Why is this a personal attack?

Whether she wants it or not, she won't go.

"Shouldn't you ask for my opinion?"

The person involved finally spoke, and He Miao rarely tried to take back the right to speak.

They both turned around at the same time, "So what do you think?"

“I…I feel…”

"No, your opinion doesn't matter!"

He Miao was about to speak when he was interrupted by them again.

"That's right. Students have no experience and don't know how to distinguish right from wrong or analyze the pros and cons."

"We are all doing this for your own good. How could we possibly harm you?"

Seeing that the two were about to start a new round of verbal battle, He Miao suddenly remembered something.

"Teacher Hu, isn't Teacher Kong your goddess?"

Hu Datu paused for a moment, and apparently reacted at this time.

He was suddenly exposed by He Miao, in front of Kong Ruxue... He was a little at a loss for a moment.

However, he thought about it carefully again, and then his face was gloomy, "Now I am working, I am the kind of person..."

"Hello teacher."

It happened that Xu Mobai came over to hand in his homework.

He Miao glanced at him.

He always looks like a good student, and the teacher likes him...

He stood at the door and He Miao stood at the window, and the two did not communicate throughout the whole process.

"What's wrong? Did you two have a fight?"

"Nothing, just unfamiliar."

He Miao looked away and continued to watch the teacher compete.

"Hey! Mo Bai, you're here just in time."

Hu Daxiang wanted to find a helper, "Please judge for yourself. Which class do you think He Miao should go to?"

"Her grades are the same in any class."

Xu Mobai glanced at the windowsill, then spoke lightly.

"It doesn't matter which class it is, because whether or not you do well on the test depends on me."

Hearing this, He Miao was somewhat dissatisfied and secretly competed with him.

Suddenly she felt like she was back to the beginning, when she wanted his notes but couldn't get them.

Suddenly the bell rang, and He Miao and Liu Feifei walked towards the teaching building, ready to go back to class.

Noticing that Liu Feifei kept taking out her phone to look at it, she stopped her and said, "Look at the road more and don't play with your phone while walking."

"Uh-huh."

Liu Feifei nodded in response, but her eyes were still on the phone.

“There is a teacher.”

Hearing this, Liu Feifei immediately put her phone into her pocket.

"old......."

She looked up and glanced around, but saw no one. Then she realized that He Miao was teasing her.

"Miao'er, what are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall."

He Miao spoke confidently, and then reminded her, "I told you not to look at your hands when you walk..."

"what!"

Suddenly, Liu Feifei's scream was heard from behind, and He Miao thought something was wrong.

"I'll tell you, so you can see clearly..."

"Ahhhh!"

Liu Feifei suddenly rushed forward, grabbed He Miao and started shaking him.

"Stop shaking it, or your brain will be mixed together."

He Miao touched his forehead and still felt a little dizzy.

"What happened?"

She leaned over to check her phone.

As she showed it to her, she was about to jump up with excitement.

Realizing that she was in public, she suppressed her joy and said in a low voice: "My idol contacted me and said he would give us tickets..."

"Your idol? For us?"

He Miao was not as good at controlling himself as Liu Feifei and spoke directly.

Hearing this, Xu Mobai, who was walking in front of them, suddenly stopped.