Don't Be Afraid, Senior, I'll Protect You

After returning to the dormitory, Luo Ye saw Shen Qiao sitting on the bed, seemingly thinking about something.

"Male star, are you still brooding about what happened just now?"

Hearing this, Shen Qiao smiled and said, "No, I'm thinking about a love letter. I have a deadline tomorrow afternoon. By the way, have you finished writing your love letter?"

"not yet."

Luo Ye initially thought that as the author of a novel, he could easily write a love letter that was not too long, but he did not expect that he had been thinking about it for so long and still had no idea.

Love letters are easy to write, but if the person expressing love is the fairy senior sister, he will feel that something is missing every time he writes it.

After all, what is a love letter?

Is it just for expressing love?

Or does it have some other meaning?

Luo Ye searched for what others had written on the Internet.

One of the more famous love letters on the Internet says this:

[The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me.

I fell on the snowflakes on the maple leaves all over the sky.

And you're thinking of me. ]

This is the first place in the three-line love letter competition of Hot Dry Noodles University near Jiangcheng.

Just reading it, even if I don't understand the meaning, I feel a touch of sadness.

It would be even sadder if you understood the meaning.

Because these things are impossible, it means that I like you, but it is impossible for you to like me. I hide my secret love between the lines and write three irony sentences that are clear at a glance.

This is a three-line love letter, but Jiangsu University’s Love Letter Contest has no format restrictions and relies entirely on the contributors’ free expression.

Luo Ye sat in his seat, thinking about something.

What he wants to confess is not his crush, but his favorite girlfriend, which is fundamentally different from others.

After thinking about the appearance of the fairy senior sister in his mind, Luo Ye began to think seriously.

During this period, every moment spent with the fairy senior sister emerged from Luo Ye's mind.

Text after text appears in the notebook, eventually forming a love story that makes up a love letter.

Looking at the words in the notebook, he began to write his love in the document and sent the document to the event submission mailbox.

Done in one go, without hesitation.

Once you have thought of the love letter that suits you best, you won’t pursue a better one.

Just like he already has the fairy senior sister, he will not look at other girls.

Although this love letter is not long, it is the final conclusion that he finally summarized after discarding countless drafts.

Luo Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned on his chair and took a look at the scene in the dormitory.

Li Haoyang was absent as always, while Wang Dachui was playing games.

Seeing this, Luo Ye thought of the seniors he met at the Hanfu Club activities, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhui, we have to complete a total of 120 points in the second class. It's almost New Year's Day." , how much have you practiced?"

"Eight points, this is just the beginning. It's still more than three years ago. Don't worry, how much have you practiced?" Wang Dachui asked.

"Let me see...forty-six points." Luo Ye said expressionlessly.

"Oh...Nani?"

Wang Dachui put down his phone and said in shock: "Forty-six? Why are you so tall?"

Seeing Wang Dachui's surprised look, Shen Qiao, who was lying on the bed, smiled and said, "Don't you know that if you get first place in some activities in school, you can directly complete the credits for minor categories? Brother Luo Ye and I both debate. I won the first place in the competition, so the credits for the cultural and ideological category were all filled up at once.”

Secondly, students from Jiangsu University need to earn 120 points in four years of college to graduate.

The one hundred and twenty points are divided into six categories, with each category worth twenty points.

Three of them are compulsory, and each requires twenty points.

The other three are electives. The electives do not require a single category of 20 points, but the total score of the three electives must reach 60 points.

The difference between compulsory courses and elective courses is not big, the latter is just easier to take than the former.

Luo Ye won the first prize in the debate competition and got full marks in one of the compulsory categories.

Although the scores are high, there is only one debate competition every year, and only four people take the first place in each debate, so there are very few people who can complete the credits in one go.

In addition, he participated in book fairs, Hanfu Club activities, sports games, and received a lot of benefits from Su Baizhou, and his score was improved to more than forty points.

Shen Qiao now has nearly thirty points.

Li Haoyang is the squad leader and is busy every day. Last time he was invited to the student union by Liu Jianglai. You must know that the student union and the club are both places for scoring points in the second class, so his score cannot be low.

It is worth mentioning that Tang Enqi's score is even more terrifying. She has participated in debate competitions, sports meets, and student unions. At the same time, she has also participated in various activities. Now her score is higher than Luo Ye, and has exceeded fifty points.

Wang Dachui looked at the number "8" on his total score and showed a tearless expression.

An unprecedented sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

"Yewazi, how do you get your credits?"

"Participate in the event. The call for submissions for this love letter has not ended yet. You can try it. The first 100 people will be rewarded with credits."

"I'll join right away."

Wang Dachui started writing love letters on his mobile phone.

In less than two minutes, he finished writing and submitted it directly.

Luo Ye and Shen Qiao looked at this scene with speechless faces.

You are too casual.

The content of Wang Dachui's love letter is very simple, only a few words.

[I like you, please stay with me, thank you. ]

At this time, the gears of fate began to turn. Luo Ye could not have imagined that the content of the love letter that Wang Dachui had casually submitted would be ranked in the top ten after the winner list was announced a few days later.

I don’t know what the judges of magazines and literary societies are doing.

Among the many euphemistic love letters, there is a direct hit.

No.

It's two.

…

Women's bed.

Yu Qiuyu cried sadly, with a look of pain on her face: "It's so difficult to write a love letter."

The roommate beside her was sitting happily on a chair and said with a smile: "Sports girl, you are not suitable for writing love letters. You are suitable for competing with others in long-distance running. If you win, they will confess to you."

"Hahaha."

Others also laughed, with a hint of yin and yang in their tone.

As if Yu Qiuyu didn't hear their laughter, she racked her brains and thought, and finally typed a few words on the memo on her phone.

[Please stay with me, I like you, thank you. ]