My superpowers are updated every week

It's so big.

I said, her home.

For example, when you touch the blackboard, you can see the scene of the teacher standing in front of the podium and writing on the blackboard in the previous class.

If there was sound, it would be as awesome as taking an online class.

Of course, I have also seen some pictures of shrimp heads.

For example, after touching Zhou Yu's school uniform, we saw the scene when he was returning to the dormitory after evening study. He saw that He Sijiao was a little cold, so he took off his school uniform and handed it to her with a smile.

Real shrimp heads.

It makes people feel sick.

Just keep talking, keep showing off, and wait for the day when you are caught by the garrison of the Education Department. That will be a big deal for you two!

"The teacher at the radio station is calling you over, Chen Yuan."

During the 20-minute break, He Meng shouted to Chen Yuan.

"OK." Chen Yuan did not delay and took the manuscript to be used tomorrow at noon and prepared to go to the radio station.

At the door, Tang Siwen tugged at his clothes and said, "It seems that the list of winners of the competition will be announced today."

"Out today?" Chen Yuan was very surprised. He didn't expect the efficiency to be so high.

"I heard about it." Tang Siwen explained, "Unlike the selective preliminary round, there will be prizes in the semi-final, so the education website will publish a list of winners, but there will be no scores or rankings."

"Isn't the score ranking revealed?" Chen Yuan asked again.

"The education website won't publish it, but the school should have it. However, it will definitely be slower than announcing the list of winners."

Tang Siwen also stood up and invited Chen Yuan, "I'm going to the head teacher's office now, do you want to come with me?"

"But I have to go to the radio station." Chen Yuan suggested with a smile, "Since the education network can check it, why don't you try it on your phone?"

"That's right." Tang Siwen thought about it, then reached for his cell phone.

"It's right for a market too!"

Chen Yuan was just talking, but this guy took it seriously, so he quickly grabbed her hand and stopped this guy from openly breaking the school rules.

Tang Siwen said: "You said so."

"But I was just kidding."

"...Oh, haha." Tang Siwen hummed and smiled, showing respect to Chen Yuan.

Then he left the classroom and went to find Lao Mo alone.

This guy seems to have become a little cuter recently...

In the past, she was quite deep.

It was still more high-end before, and the sense of oppression of being arbitrary and domineering was stronger.

Now Mr. Bao Bao is just an innocent man, with no aura at all.

Without thinking much, Chen Yuan went to the radio station.

In that professionally equipped classroom, there sat a beautiful girl with a cold expression, Cheng Haiying, who was a school beauty and obviously much more classy than Tang Siwen.

When she saw me, she said, "The teacher has left. She called us here to share the feedback letters."

"No, isn't this her job?" Chen Yuan walked over, sat down on the chair next to Cheng Haiying, and couldn't help but complain.

"They call it training us."

Cheng Haiying said slowly.

"You have an opinion too?"

Chen Yuan felt that he had a lot of things to do recently and was a little busy. Unfortunately, the teacher at the radio station was still a wimp, so he wanted to have some private chat with Cheng Haiying.

Cheng Haiying raised her head, looked around, and was about to say something, but she kept it in her mind and said, "The teacher must have her reasons for doing this."

"Hey, you really don't take any blame at all."

I am impressed by Chen Yuan. She is worthy of being the beautiful girl with zero negative reviews. She is really steady.

If you are so politically correct, you should become an editor for a news account and correct the unhealthy trend of confrontation between men and women.

I've long been annoyed by those second-rate newspapers that post brain-dead tweets.

"Is it because of the misunderstanding of that lesbian that you have become so cautious in your words?" Chen Yuan was very curious.

Because the lesbian who was harassing Cheng Haiying once said "I like you" to her, and Cheng Haiying also said "I like you" in return, this abnormal love has never been severed.

Obviously, Cheng Haiying is not the kind of person who dislikes others and deliberately creates misunderstandings and ambiguity.

Since Chen Yuan had said that, Cheng Haiying no longer concealed it. She sighed, lowered her head, stroked her forehead with both hands, and said, "I have a problem too. I can clearly see that she has that tendency, and yet she still said such things."

"So what were you thinking at that time?" Chen Yuan asked curiously.

"First of all, I'm not a lesbian."

Cheng Haiying stacked her armor first, then explained: "At that time, after she confessed to me, I was indeed a little vain... and when I said that, I thought that as long as I didn't agree to some of her requests, it shouldn't matter."

understood.

Chen Yuan is not a gay, but if a little boy says: I like you so much.

To some extent, he would feel a little proud.

After all, my buddy’s charm is really good.

The same goes for Cheng Haiying.

I am so beautiful that all women like me. I am so awesome.

"It's a pity that the other party is bent very badly." Chen Yuan said regretfully.

"Yeah." Cheng Haiying gradually came to her senses and said, "Fortunately, Siwen has forgiven me. No one was hurt except me."

"Is it so uncomfortable to be liked by girls?" Chen Yuan asked curiously.

“It was a very subtle, very strange feeling.”

Cheng Haiying recalled the scene where Chu Tian (a lesbian) said she wanted to kiss her mouth, and said uncomfortably: "At least, I have determined that my orientation is correct."

"Then find a boyfriend and make her give up." Chen Yuan said casually.

Cheng Haiying turned her head, looked at Chen Yuan, and asked seriously: "Xia Xinyu, did you find it casually?"

"……mine."

"It's okay, I don't care."

"Your straightforward personality is quite good."

Chen Yuan praised awkwardly, then picked up the envelope and opened it to take a look.

"This one says the female voice is nice and is very suitable for an English poem. I'd like to ask if you can read it during lunch break." Chen Yuan showed Cheng Haiying the title of the poem on the letter.

After Cheng Haiying took it, she wrote down the name of the poem in her notebook, and then looked for the name: "Isn't the class name written..."

"No, but it should be a girl. She's pretty good-looking," said Chen Yuan.

"How do you know?" Cheng Haiying asked puzzledly.

"The handwriting is very beautiful."

"How do you judge whether something looks good?"

"...I think all girls are good-looking. Even if they don't have physical beauty, their inner beauty can still be described as good-looking."

Chen Yuan's sudden attack made Cheng Haiying start to reflect: "Am I so annoying when I talk normally?"

"I don't know it normally, but you're being very rude right now."

You shouldn't show off your super powers.

But there is no other way. Just by touching the letter, you can see the scene when the author was writing the letter. This ability is so interesting, and it feels as comfortable as opening a box.

The purpose of the school setting up this mailbox is to allow students to request their favorite poems and articles.

There are also a few who hope that the host will sing one.

But not everyone has such talent, and there is no money in the envelope, which is too insincere.

If you want the author to use a pseudonym, don’t you have to give him a few monthly votes?

Also, some praise and feedback for the anchor.

You may be thinking, can’t I confess my feelings to the host here?

It really works.

But generally, the teachers at the radio station will read this kind of feedback letter. As long as you are not afraid of social failure or being reported to the teaching department, you can say whatever you want in the envelope.

"These are from the Chinese group. I put them here." Chen Yuan separated some letters to the Chinese anchors and put them aside.

The rest are basically letters of support to Cheng Haiying.

There's nothing I can do about it, since she's a super high school-level beauty from the liberal arts rocket class.

Secondly, there are some from Chen Yuan, but very few.

The reason why there are not as many as Cheng Haiying is because the source batch has limited action power. Most of them are cloud source batches, and they have not reached the level of writing letters of support.

"Oh, I don't want to do this anymore. No one praises me at all." Chen Yuan was very annoyed and his fighting spirit gradually declined.

Seeing this, Cheng Haiying comforted him, "It's different. You've only been here for a few weeks, and I've been here for more than a year. There were indeed few people at the beginning, but after you form a regular audience, there will be some listeners who will always support you."

After that, she took out a letter with her name on it, "Little Black Bear," and showed it to Chen Yuan: "I have been writing letters to the radio station since the first year of high school."

"Do you know who she is?"

"I don't know." Cheng Haiying shook her head, then smiled and said with some longing, "But for sure, he is a very lovely person."

"why?"

"Because she always draws some cute little cartoon characters on the letters." "Cartoon characters? Could it be a fat otaku from the second dimension?" Chen Yuan asked warily.

Cheng Haiying didn't mind this and said calmly: "No matter who they are, they are all lovely people."

Chubby and cute.