A Letter From The Future Every Day

As soon as this statement came out, many girls in the class looked at Ye Mei with envy.

Sun Ze is young and handsome, and his lectures are lively and interesting. He captured the hearts of many young girls in just one class.

Many girls want to be history class representatives.

Because I can have more contact with Sun Ze.

But for Ye Mei, this position is considered 'troublesome'.

Unlike Xuezhu, she doesn't like trouble.

Therefore, since she was a child, she has never taken the initiative to run for monitor or deputy monitor.

Although I have been a class representative before, I was forced to do so.

Because she is thin-skinned and not very good at rejecting people, especially half-baked people.

Of course, it was quite straightforward to reject Jiang Feng's confession at the beginning.

That's because she feels that falling in love will not only delay her studies, but also Jiang Feng's studies, which is laborious and troublesome.

Jiang Feng sat in the back row.

He understands Ye Mei's character.

She is reluctant to become a history representative, but she will eventually accept it.

Jiang Feng didn't want Ye Mei to be the history class representative.

Because he felt that this seemingly harmless Sun Ze was actually very dangerous.

In the triangle relationship between Sun Ze, Wang Wei and Mo Lan, although the neurotic Wang Wei is a big problem, Sun Ze who makes her so sensitive is also very problematic.

Mo Lan had returned to Jiangcheng from Yanjing to avoid the couple, but Sun Ze chased after them again.

Although, Wang Wei said it was her attention.

But if it’s really for the wife’s benefit, shouldn’t she refuse decisively?

But Sun Ze did not refuse to be exchanged to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

This is probably one of the reasons why Wang Wei lost control last night.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to be my class representative?" At this time, Sun Ze saw Ye Mei's hesitation and asked again.

Ye Mei's scalp was numb: "No, okay, then"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Feng suddenly raised his hand: "Teacher, I want to be the class representative."

The whole class was in an uproar.

"Hey, Jiang Feng, are you kidding me?" someone said.

"Has your historical score ever reached 80 points?"

"Don't say 80 points, I've never seen him pass."

Ye Mei turned to look at Jiang Feng.

She knew that Jiang Feng was helping her out.

"This fool, even though he was rejected by me, he still stood up to help me even though he knew he would be laughed at."

Despite this, Ye Mei's heart felt warm.

She also gradually realized that during the years when she and Jiang Feng grew up together, Jiang Feng had always been so silently guarding her.

Ye Mei clenched her fists and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, Sun Ze looked at Jiang Feng and said with a smile: "Although the class representative does not necessarily have to be ranked first, he must at least be in the top ten, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the crowd."

He paused, picked up the transcript of the last history mock test on the podium, and said: "Your last mock joint exam score was 39 points, seventh from the bottom in the class. Although you self-recommended, your courage is commendable, and the teacher appreciates it. but."

At this time, Jiang Feng suddenly said again: "Teacher, as the saying goes, you should treat each other with admiration after three days of separation. The simulation results in your hand are already from last week."

"Oh? You mean, you can score 93 in this week's mock joint exam?" Sun Ze said.

"If I can get a score of 93 or above, can I be a history class representative?" Jiang Feng asked again.

Sun Ze smiled: "It's a deal. I'm waiting for you to impress me..."

There seemed to be a hint of amusement and sarcasm in his expression.

Tomorrow is this week's mock exam.

Overnight, a scumbag turned into a top student?

impossible!

"Jiang Feng is not the hero in the novel, he didn't die."

Sun Ze's expression also made Jiang Feng very unhappy.

At this time, the get out of class bell rang.

Sun Ze chuckled again and said: "Everyone, please work hard for the exam tomorrow. If you are among the top ten in the history class, the teacher will reward you."

"What reward?" a girl asked.

Sun Ze smiled and said, "It will be kept secret for now."

He paused, looked at Jiang Feng and smiled again: "Jiang Feng, if you can get a score of 93, I will answer your question unconditionally."

Afterwards, Sun Ze left the classroom with a smile.

Jiang Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is Sun Ze's provocation.

He knew he had something to ask him!

"Damn, I really still hate this guy!"

But Jiang Feng did have many questions to ask Sun Ze.

For example, why does Mo Lan tolerate Wang Wei's unreasonable behavior so much?

Although Mo Lan said that it was because she had hurt Wang Wei and felt owed to Wang Wei.

But Mo Lan did not say the specific situation.

Jiang Feng was very concerned about this.

After Sun Ze left, Ye Mei came directly to Jiang Feng: "You are crazy. Tomorrow is this week's mock joint examination. How can you improve your score from 39 to 93?"

"have no idea."

Ye Mei:.

She rubbed her head, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "I, I will go to your house tonight."

"ah?"

Ye Mei quickly added: "Don't think too much. I'm going to teach you history. Wait for me at home tonight, and you're not allowed to run away!"

After saying that, Ye Mei ran out of the history classroom.

Seeing Ye Mei's back disappear from sight, Jiang Feng started to have a headache.

The people who are going to his house tonight include Mo Lan, Dongfang Ju, Xuezhu and Ye Mei. If you add Shen Moli, who already lives together,...

Six people can play the game of Nian Sanjia!

After recovering his thoughts, Jiang Feng's eyes flickered.

To be honest, my foundation is too poor.

And tomorrow is the mock entrance exam. Even if I cram in and study all night tonight, I won't be able to improve my score from 38 points to 83 points.

But for Jiang Feng, it is not completely hopeless.

Because I can receive future letters.

Jiang Feng gradually discovered that although he could not communicate directly with his future self, he could communicate indirectly.

He took out an ordinary diary and wrote on it: I want to know the historical answers to the mock joint examination paper on December 7, 2023.

Of course, Jiang Feng didn't know whether his future self would still remember this sentence in the diary.

It’s not clear whether the answer can be transmitted from the future.

Because a lot of future information cannot be written in that future diary, and it cannot be passed on to the present self.

But Jiang Feng wanted to give it a try.

He thought for a while, and then wrote a sentence in the ordinary diary: I want to make money, and I hope to know the winning numbers of the Shuangseqiu lottery on December 7th.

Don't underestimate money.

If it weren't for money, Dugu Shuixian would not be forced to commit suicide.

Money isn't everything, but it can change a lot of things.

After Jiang Feng failed many times to save the future, he could only try as many methods as possible.

Of course, no one knows now whether they will receive tomorrow’s winning numbers.

Anyway, there's no harm in giving it a try.

If you win 200 million, you don’t have to pay taxes.

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Jiang Feng's second class in the afternoon was geography. Ye Mei did not choose geography, so she did not continue taking classes in the same classroom.

However, Xuezhu and Shen Moli both chose geography, and the three of them met again in the geography classroom.

Shen Moli was sitting alone in the corner of the classroom as usual, neither talking to Jiang Feng nor communicating with other students.

Xuezhu, on the other hand, sat with Jiang Feng gracefully.

During class, she didn't listen to the lecture. She supported her cheek with her hands and kept looking at Jiang Feng.

"Sister, please listen to the class." Jiang Feng whispered.

Xuezhu calmly took out last week's Geography Mock Exam Paper.

The bright red 100 points are particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, but he said nothing.

"So, don't worry about me, just listen to the lecture." Xuezhu said with a smile.

Jiang Feng listened to the class for a while and couldn't help but said: "Xue Zhu, you seem to be very happy today. Is there anything good you can do?"

"Is it a good thing to go to your house at night?"

"Well"

At this time, Xuezhu suddenly approached Jiang Feng and said: "Hey, Jiang Feng, when I go to your house at night, should I wear underwear? If I don't wear underwear, it will be easier for you to do something."