"Yanran, what's wrong with you? You still look like you're distracted. Could it be that you...couldn't you really fall in love with that bad student Lin Feng?"

As Qin Yanran's deskmate and best friend, Hong Fangfang was also very suppressed by Qin Yanran, a super academic. Today, she kept getting distracted in class, and she had begun to worry that Qin Yanran really fell in love with Lin Feng.

"No... Fangfang, you... what are you talking about? I... I was just thinking... Lin Feng saved me this morning. I have to say thank you to him! Otherwise... how rude!"

Qin Yanran, who was a little guilty, quickly denied it. As a young girl who had just turned eighteen, Qin Yanran had been the top student in the class since she was a child. The treasure in the palm of the teacher's hands, she spent almost all her time and energy on it.

Spent on studying.

Although more and more boys have fallen in love with her since elementary school to high school, in Qin Yanran's heart, falling in love early is always a very bad behavior and is not something she should do as a top student.

Therefore, Qin Yanran has naturally never had feelings for boys. Of course, she will instinctively reject "puppy love" from the bottom of her heart and put an end to "puppy love". She has always glanced at the love letters and gifts written by boys to her.

If you don't look at it, throw it into the trash can.

Puppy love! Feelings! Like...

These words and actions are absolute taboos in Qin Yanran's heart. In the past, she would not have dared to think about it. But today, when Lin Feng felt helpless and panicked, he resolutely stood in the way.

In front of her, Qin Yanran's heart was unknowingly disturbed.

However, Qin Yanran, who has never had such ignorant and youthful feelings, will certainly not admit that this is the so-called "like" and "love". Subconsciously, she stubbornly believes that the turmoil and joy in her heart are the result of

It was caused by not expressing sincere gratitude to Lin Feng.

"Why are you so grateful... Yanran, you are the school belle of our No. 1 middle school, Bingshan! What does Bingshan mean? It means rejecting others thousands of miles away, being as cold as ice, and being aloof! How can you personally thank Lin Feng, a poor student?

?”

Even though Lin Feng unexpectedly recited the full text of "Jing Ke Assassins the King of Qin" just now, which shocked the whole class, it still could not change his image as a poor student in the eyes of Hong Fangfang. Therefore, Hong Fangfang naturally felt that

Lin Feng was far from worthy of Qin Yanran and could not afford Qin Yanran, the beauty of Bingshan School, to thank him in person.

"What's the iceberg? Fangfang, you also know that those boys gave me random nicknames... I... How can I be so cold and arrogant? I'm just... someone I don't know, so I'm embarrassed to talk!"

"

With a slight blush on her face, Qin Yanran pouted her pink lips and held her cheek with one hand, "No... Fangfang, I still have to find a way to say thank you to Lin Feng..."

"What's there to thank you for? Yanran, even if we weren't there, Lin Feng would definitely have a conflict with the monkey. But I'm very surprised that Lin Feng could still act like nothing happened even though he kicked the monkey."

Come back to school safely if something happens..."

Pouring her lips, Hong Fangfang glanced back at the table of Lin Feng and Zhang Zhen, and said even more strangely, "Even the fat guy Zhang Zhen wasn't injured, how strange! Could it be that...the monkey gangsters didn't beat them up hard?

?Or did they successfully escape?"

"How can I thank you? By the way... I might as well do this..."

Hong Fangfang was surprised that Lin Feng and Fatty Zhang Zhen were safe and sound, but Qin Yanran had already thought of a way and hurriedly took out her fresh and elegant notebook from the beautiful little schoolbag and carefully tore it from the last page.

Turn the page down and use it as letter paper. Then, I picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the letter paper:

"Thank you very much for your help when the road is rough, classmate Lin Feng!"

After writing this sentence, Qin Yanran hesitated again, paused for two seconds, and then wrote her name "Yanran" in a cute cursive style after this sentence.

"Okay...since it's not convenient to say thank you to Lin Feng in person, let's do this!"

Qin Yanran folded the page of paper with only a simple sentence in half, handed it to Hong Fangfang beside her and whispered, "Fangfang, help... help me pass this note to Lin behind.

Beacon."

"Note? Yanran...what did you write to Lin Feng?"

Curious Hong Fangfang wanted to open it and take a look, but Qin Yanran quickly held her down and said with a blush, "No...nothing, Fangfang, there's nothing interesting...just thank you Lin Feng! Just pass it on for me."

That’s fine.”

"Okay! Yanran, I really don't know what's wrong with you today... You are so distracted because of Lin Feng, a poor student... Old man Wang is not in a good mood today. I should be careful and let others pass it on..."

As Hong Fangfang spoke, she quietly stuffed the folded note into the table at the back and said softly: "Help pass it to Lin Feng at the last table!"

So, just like passing notes in class, which were passed around by five or six classmates, a "thank you letter" handwritten by Qin Yanran was passed from table to table to Lin Feng.

hands.

"Hey...Lin Feng, this is what was passed down to you..."

Feng Qun, the dark-skinned deputy squad leader sitting in front of Lin Feng, threw the note on Lin Feng's desk with no shame.

"The note? It was given to me? Who gave it to me..."

Lin Feng looked at the piece of paper torn from the notebook, sniffed it gently with his nose, and found a pleasant fragrance, then asked.

"I don't know...it came from above..."

Feng Qun didn't pay much attention to Lin Feng, and turned around to continue listening to the lecture. On the contrary, Lin Feng's deskmate Zhang Zhen, the fat man, shouted with interest: "Madman, tell me... could it be that you just made a big fuss?"

Shenwei recited "Jing Ke Assassins the King of Qin", and immediately a girl in the class fell in love with you at first sight, and sent a note to express her love to you, right?"

"You damn fat man, you are making fun of me again. If memorizing "Jing Ke's Assassination of the King of Qin" really made girls fall in love, you wouldn't have memorized the entire book long ago..."

Lin Feng smiled, and then opened the note with a faint fragrance, while the fat man Zhang Zhen stretched out his plump head and stared at the note curiously.

As the note unfolded little by little, the first thing that appeared in front of their eyes was the cute and beautiful word "Yanran" that Qin Yanran carefully outlined in cursive characters.
Chapter completed!