Love Letters

"What? Are you jealous?"

Du Yuze's somewhat gloating and mean voice came from behind.

"I think it's pretty good. He Miao looks like he has gotten over the breakup."

Du Yuze looked at Xu Mobai's expression without thinking too much.

"Studying hard, getting along well with classmates... Aren't these what you want to see? It seems that the emotional pain and troubles you brought to her have been digested."

Xu Mobai said nothing, his sharp face showing a hint of alienation and indifference, his pair of black and white eyes were filled with tranquility.

But Du Yuze kept saying, "He Miao is only sixteen years old now. Young people always have to go through some so-called youth."

"It's just a pity that He Miao, who was so slow-witted, finally realized his feelings and mustered up the courage to confess to you, but you just pushed him away..."

As he said this, he sighed, "In the future, she may never confess to you again."

"A girl's heart is so precious, once you push it away you may never get it back."

Seeing Xu Mobai's face change slightly, he exaggerated the matter.

"Looking at it this way, Jiang Yifeng's face is also very handsome."

Hearing this, Xu Mobai recalled what He Miao had said in the classroom before.

He frowned slightly, said nothing, and turned and left.

Du Yuze smiled, looking as if he understood everything.

Seeing He Miao looking at him, he waved at her.

Physical education class is always the fastest one, and soon they returned to the classroom reluctantly.

Half the class smiled at each other and the teenagers playing ball on the playground.

The classroom is filled with the sound of reading, the basketball court is always crowded with people, and the sweat is soaked in the restlessness of laughter and joy.

After everyone gathered, Du Yuze stood on the podium, looked at everyone, and his voice became serious for once.

He cleared his throat and said, "I have something to tell you. There will be a school sports meet next month. Everyone is welcome to sign up. It's your chance to win glory for your class."

Any topic that is not related to study is always the most heatedly discussed.

"Is it finally here? The long-awaited school sports meet."

"I like the school sports meet the most because I don't have to go to class."

Suddenly, the class became lively.

"Is there anyone in our class who wants to participate in any project?"

As the sports commissioner, Du Yuze began to mobilize everyone.

Wang Youzhi was the most supportive person. He stood up and said, "Aze, tell me one."

"I'm signing up for the men's 1,000-meter race."

"Me, me, me, I want to run the relay."

The students in the class raised their hands, eager to try.

"Liu Feifei, do you want to hold a shot put?"

Seeing her expression of not wanting to get involved, Du Yuze suddenly suggested: "Your arms are so thick, you must be very strong."

"Du Yuze, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Liu Feifei was a little unhappy, "How am I thick?"

Du Yuze smiled: "I don't mean anything else, I just think you have the ability."

Liu Feifei kicked him and snorted, "I won't be fooled by you again this time."

"I did not lie to you."

Du Yuze had a smile on his face and looked like he deserved a beating.

"Look at your arms. They are two as thick as He Miao's."

Liu Feifei was so angry that she swung her fist and hit Du Yuze on the shoulder.

He was unable to dodge and was hit hard by her two punches.

Du Yuze finally understood what it meant to suffer physical pain for talking too much.

"You usually hit me with great force. It would be a shame if you didn't use this strength to bring honor to the class."

Du Yuze grabbed Liu Feifei's wrist.

"Du Yuze, you still have this attitude when you ask for help?"

Liu Feifei raised her head stubbornly, not giving in at all.

"I don't sign up for anything, whether it's running, high jump, or cheerleading..."

"It's not that you don't want to, it's just that you're too heavy to jump."

Du Yuze gestured as he spoke, with a kind of beauty that didn't care about future life or death.

"Du! Yu! Ze!"

The entire school sports meet lasts for a week and includes football, basketball, volleyball, tug-of-war, and track and field events.

Liu Feifei is the top player in volleyball because of her tall stature.

Also because of Du Yuze's provocation, she now simply quit her job.

"This is not a personal matter. We can resolve our private grievances among ourselves."

After coming to his senses, Du Yuze apologized and repented.

"You don't have to use the class's collective honor to blackmail me. I've believed your lies before and suffered too much."

Liu Feifei has also learned her lesson and can't stand any sweet talk from Du Yuze.

"I only know that you are responsible for these, and you made me unhappy. As for the missions and so on, you can worry about it yourself."

Without Liu Feifei, many projects became vacant.

Du Yuze finally realized what it meant to speak ill of him, and he completely offended Liu Feifei.

Although I often try not to provoke her, I still feel itchy when I see her.

So, the mouth speaks faster than the brain.

By the time he came to his senses, he was arguing with Liu Feifei again.

"He Miao, there aren't enough people in the women's group right now. Can you help me?"

He Miao's head hurt from being shaken by him, so he could only agree, "Okay, I'll sign up for a run."

It just so happened that she also wanted to let Hu Datu know that she was not useless.

In addition, there is a cultural performance, with each class performing a program.

Shen Weiwei stood on the podium, looked at everyone, and said in a gentle voice, "I want to tell you something. There will be a school sports meet next month and a cultural performance in the evening. Does anyone in our class have any talents?"

As the cultural and entertainment committee member, Shen Weiwei is multi-talented.

"Weiwei, you know so many things. You can get first place in any one of them."

Liu Jinyu suddenly started to make a fuss.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wenxuan beside her also echoed.

In fact, many people in the class had already tacitly agreed that she should take the exam. After all, she had won many talent awards and had experience in competitions.

Compared to hers, my little talents are nothing but child's play.

"Just go ahead, we have no objection."

"Yes, no one is more qualified than you."

Hearing this, Shen Weiwei could only agree.

"Actually I want to play the piano, but I think dancing might be more eye-catching, but singing seems to be good too."

She was a little confused, so she asked for help, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"We don't understand what you said. It's up to you to decide, Weiwei."

"I want to be with the whole person now, anyone want to come?"

People in the class raised their hands one after another.

Shen Weiwei glanced around and asked, "Maybe there is anyone among you who can play the piano?"

As soon as she said this, many students who had raised their hands put them down silently.

"Mo Bai can. I remember he has a grand piano at home."

Wang Youzhi on the side mentioned it casually.

At this time, He Miao suddenly remembered the big piano in Xu Mobai's house, which seemed to have not been used for a long time.

So, all the remaining students who had raised their hands, without exception, put them down.

Are you kidding? Who dares to compete with Xu Mobai? You are just showing off your skills in front of an expert.

Everyone is very self-aware.

"Mo Bai, can you play the piano?"

Shen Weiwei looked at him with an expression asking for help.

Xu Mobai was silent for a while.

"it is good."