The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 885 Pen Pal (3)

Hearing that the junior is coming, before Luo Congcong turned his head, Tomato pointed at her cheerfully: "Where is your pen pal!"

Luo Congcong was speechless, and turned his head to stare at Tomato: "You can't stop your mouth with a hot pot meal!"

"One meal is too little, I'm someone who pursues me!" Tomato raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Tian, ​​"Student, I risked my life to tell you her location, should you accompany me tonight?" Go to self-study?"

"I have an event tonight, let's do it tomorrow. I just bought a set of grade [-] papers and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Liu Tian said to Tomato.

"That's it, I'll call you tomorrow." After Tomato finished speaking, he stood up and patted his butt, pulled Susu and ran away. Before running, he didn't forget to say to Luo Congcong, "Congcong, let's help The Ministry of Culture and Entertainment is here, you guys have a good talk!"

Luo Congcong was even more speechless watching the three roommates rushing to find the senior sister, so he had to sit cross-legged on the concrete floor again, patted the seat opposite: "Come, let's chat about life."

Liu Tian hurriedly sat down opposite her, and said worriedly: "Will the concrete floor be too cold, why don't we change the place..."

"It's not cold. I just sat in the heat. If I leave, won't it be cheaper for others?" Luo Congcong shook his head firmly, put his right elbow on his right knee, and asked him with his palm on his chin, "You What do you want, didn't I tell you, I really wrote you a termination letter at that time, and I didn't disappear out of thin air."

Liu Tian's fair and clean face huddled together in aggrieved way: "But I didn't receive it..."

"If you haven't received it, you should go to the post office. It's not the first time that the post office has lost a letter. You can't blame me for it."

"No...I don't blame you..."

"Then why have you been pestering me? How long has it been? Either you asked Tomato about me, or you suddenly appeared in the car on my way to work..." Luo Congcong changed his right hand to his left, with a bitter expression on his face Xiang, "Brother, are you worthy of our bright red tomatoes like this?"

"Ah? Sister Xihong? We just go to the library together because we are the most efficient when we study together..." Liu Tian was a little surprised and looked past her at Tomato, who was chatting with Susu and the others not far away. Blink and blink.

Luo Congcong stared into his eyes, and quietly said, "Who would believe you..."

"No... What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask senior sister Xi Hong. She can solve the questions at the same speed as mine, so we can promote each other..." Liu Tian waved his hands in a panic, and explained eagerly, "And I have been All I think about is you, how could it be..."

"Miss me? Or the pen pal you chatted with for a dozen letters?"

"Eh..." Liu Tian hesitated, imitating Luo Congcong's movements and supporting his chin, he answered uncertainly, "You...you..."

"Well, peat, you look like you just want a pen pal. Although I have almost forgotten about writing letters in junior high school, I vaguely remember that you were very rebellious at the time, and you were still in adolescence, so I educated you with the tone of educating my younger brother. So To put it bluntly, you are not thinking about me at all, you are waiting for an opportunity to thank me, right?" Luo Congcong said his own opinion, and finally added, "I accept your thanks, but Liu Tian, ​​I still I have to advise you, our tomatoes are Bai Fumei, which can’t be found even with a lantern..." She swallowed Bai Fumei, and said, "A good girl even an idiot would choose!"

Liu Tian was taken aback by what she said, but he didn't realize it for a long time: "What do you mean..."

"It's literally, well, I have to go to work, you have a cultural festival recently, right? Go get ready, don't add trouble to the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment." Luo Congcong left his hot concrete floor, stood up and looked for his phone , muttering to himself, "I don't know if he has finished his work... You can't be late for the afternoon class..."

(End of this chapter)