My superpowers are refreshed every week

Chen Yuan went to school.

Then after seeing some annoying pictures, I decided to avoid touching things with my hands as much as possible.

Especially railings and handrails.

Almost everywhere, there are people hiding their noses underneath.

They are all high school students, why are they so used to being poor?

And in the classroom, you will encounter something when you have to.

For example, when you touched Zhou Fu's schoolbag, you could see that after she came home yesterday, she walked to the room, threw her schoolbag, lay down on the bed, and played with her mobile phone...

So big.

I said, her house.

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

If it had sound, it would be as awesome as online classes.

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

For example, after touching Zhou Yu's school uniform, I saw the scene where when he returned to the dormitory for self-study the next night, 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 head.

It makes people sick.

Just keep talking, keep showing off, and wait until one day you are caught by the garrison team of the Teaching Office, but you two will have a lot of juice!

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

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

"OK." Chen Yuan didn't waste any time. He brought the manuscript he would use at noon tomorrow and prepared to go to the radio station.

When he was at the door, Tang Siwen tugged on his clothes and said, "Today, it seems that the winners of the competition will be announced."

"Out today?" Chen Yuan was surprised. He didn't expect it to be so efficient.

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

"Can't the score ranking be released?" Chen Yuan asked again.

"It is not available on the education network, but schools should have it, but 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 want 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 mobile phone?"

"That's right." Tang Siwen thought for a moment, then reached for his phone.

"It's also a fair!"

Chen Yuan was just talking about it, but this guy was serious, so he quickly grabbed her hand and stopped this guy from openly pressing the school rules on the ground.

Tang Siwen said: "You said it."

"But I'm just kidding."

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

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 a bit higher before, and the sense of arbitrary oppression was stronger.

Now the pure Mr. Bao Bao has no aura.

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

In that professionally equipped classroom, there sat a school belle-level beauty named Cheng Haiying with a cold expression and a personality that was obviously much higher than Tang Siwen's.

Seeing herself, 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.

"It's called training us."

Cheng Haiying said leisurely.

"Do you have any opinions too?"

Chen Yuan felt that he had a lot of things going on recently and was a little busy. However, the teacher at the radio station was still a show-off, so he wanted to scold Cheng Haiying in private.

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

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

Chen Yuan was convinced. She was indeed a beautiful girl with zero negative reviews. She was so steady.

It's so politically correct. Go become the editor of a news account and correct the unhealthy trend of antagonism between men and women.

I have long been unhappy with those second-rate newspapers and magazines that tweet about cerebral palsy.

"Did you become so cautious when speaking because of that lesbian misunderstanding?" Chen Yuan was very curious.

Because the lesbian who was entangled with Cheng Haiying said "I like you" to Cheng Haiying, and then Cheng Haiying said "I like you" back, so this abnormal love has never been cut off.

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

Now that Chen Yuan has said it, Cheng Haiying no longer hides it, sighs, lowers his head, touches his forehead with both hands, and says: "I also have a problem, I can clearly see that she has that tendency, and she said this talk."

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

"First of all, I am not a lesbian."

Cheng Haiying folded her armor first, and then explained: "At that time, after she confessed to me, I was indeed a little vain... and when I said that, I was thinking that as long as I didn't agree to some of her requests, I should also It doesn’t matter.”

understood.

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

At some point, he would feel a little proud.

After all, my charm is really good.

The same goes for Cheng Haiying.

Sisters are already so beautiful that women like them, I’m so awesome.

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

"Yes." Cheng Haiying gradually thought about it and said, "Fortunately, Siwen has forgiven me. No one was hurt except me."

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

"It was a very subtle, strange feeling."

Cheng Haiying recalled the scene of Chu Tian (a lesbian) saying that she wanted to kiss her mouth, and said with great sadness: "At least, I have identified that my orientation is very 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 awkwardly praised it, then picked up the envelope and opened it to read it.

"This girl's voice is nice and suitable for an English poem. I wonder if you can read it during your 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: "Didn't you write down the name of the class..."

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

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

"The handwriting looks very delicate."

"Then how do you judge good looks?"

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

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

"I don't usually know this, but you're being very rude now."

You shouldn't show off your superpowers.

But there is no way. By touching the letter, you can see the scene when the author wrote the letter. This ability is so interesting, it is as refreshing as opening a box.

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

There are also a few who want the anchor to sing one.

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

Do you want the author to add a vest without getting more or less two monthly passes?

There is also some praise and feedback for the anchor.

You may be thinking about it, wouldn’t it be possible to express your love to the anchor here?

It really works.

But usually the teachers at the radio station will read this kind of feedback letter. As long as you are not afraid of being killed in society or being reported to the teaching office, you can feel free to write something crazy in the envelope.

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

The rest are basically letters of support to Cheng Haiying.

There is no way she could be the super high school-level beautiful girl in 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 Yuanpi's mobility is limited, and most of them are Yunyuanpi, who do not write letters of support to the extent.

"Hey, I don't want to do it anymore. I don't get many compliments at all." Chen Yuan was annoyed, and his fighting spirit was gradually declining.

Seeing this, Cheng Haiying comforted: "It's different. You've only been here a few weeks, and I've been here for more than a year. It's true that there were few at the beginning, but after you form a regular audience, there will be some listeners who have been supporting you. .”

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

"Do you know who she is?"

"I don't know." Cheng Haiying shook his head, then smiled, and said with some yearning, "But he is definitely a very cute person."

"Why?"

"Because she always draws cute little cartoon characters on the letters."

"Cartoon character? Is it possible that he is a two-dimensional fat nerd?" Chen Yuan asked warily.

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

Fat and cute too.

"Do you want to know who she is?" Chen Yuan wanted to sell swords.

"I kind of think about it, but if the other person doesn't say it himself, I don't think it's necessary to know."

When Cheng Haiying said these words, her realm was so high that people were awe-inspiring, and the pattern was already different from the ordinary world.

If Chen Yuan had such a fan who has been silently supporting him for a year, he would definitely find a way to open the box for her/him.

While thinking about this, Chen Yuan slowly touched the envelope with his hand...

Then, the picture emerged.

In the dormitory of the girls' dormitory, a girl with wheat-colored skin, a high ponytail, and a sports vest and yoga pants sat cross-legged on a stool, holding a gel pen between her nose and chin, holding her bare feet with her hands, while thinking , while writing on the letter paper...

ah? Isn't this 47?

"Have you really never thought that it would be someone around you?" Chen Yuan asked tentatively.

"I've thought about it, and some people look alike, but..." Cheng Haiying thought for a while, then shook her head, "But I don't have particularly good friends, so I think it shouldn't be the case."

"47 isn't it?"

"Siqi counts, but I feel..." Cheng Haiying thought for a while and said, "She has such a good personality and everyone likes her, including boys. I may be just one of her friends."

After what happened in junior high school, Cheng Haiying was somewhat resistant to making friends that were too deep.

The result is that she doesn't seem to have a true playmate.

After all, no one likes someone who never makes mistakes when speaking, that is, someone who has no opinions of his own.

"47 has a really good personality. Some people in our class are obsessed with her and become 2bs."

Chen Yuan decided to stay less involved in other people's affairs.

Looking at 47's appearance, maybe she doesn't have lesbian tendencies and has a crush on Cheng Haiying.

Maybe she feels that Cheng Haiying is a little too serious, doesn't talk to others, and seems a bit withdrawn, so I want to encourage her in this way...

But one thing to say, 47 is in pretty good shape.

"There is a letter here mentioning you." Cheng Haiying said.

Chen Yuan leaned over and saw what was written above:

The English female voice on the radio station is very nice, and the stories told are also very interesting. I will always support you, please come on.

Then, the boy next to him also cheered.

"No, why did you bring me along? Did you leave your name?"

"No, anonymous." Cheng Haiying continued to observe, then shook his head and said.

"Give me Kangkang."

Chen Yuan took the letter into his hand and touched the handwriting.

Then, the scene returned to the classroom.

There are very few people in the class. It must be a physical education class. Everyone has gone to exercise, and there are only a few people in the classroom.

No, isn't this Tang Siwen?

Chen Yuan just watched Tang Siwen write the letter. After writing the three words "Please come on", she was ready to put the letter into the envelope.

Then, she suddenly thought of something, spread out the paper again, and added.

"..." Chen Yuan.

Belated affection is worse than grass!

Tang Siwen, you are really too much.

Didn’t you say that I am the number one brother on the list?

Provoke it! ! !

"This is the last one. You can go back to the classroom after reading this." Cheng Haiying opened the last letter.

Then, looking at the words above, a smile gradually appeared.

Then, he handed it to Chen Yuan and said with great joy: "Keep doing this work, and you will meet such a lovely audience."

"?" Chen Yuan took the letter in confusion.

When I saw the words, the picture also appeared——

In the large room of the mansion, in front of the desk, a handsome boy wearing a set of pajamas sat on a chair and wrote a letter seriously.

Senior Chen Yuan, I listen to your broadcast every day. Your lectures are very good and fluent.

Although you don't know who I am, I...

When he wrote this word, the boy paused for a while. Then, continue writing.

But there are many people like me who like you. The girls in the class all use this program to feed themselves, saying it is very healing.

I will always support you and wish you fly high.

As I was writing this, a woman in her twenties came in and leaned over with a provocative look. Then the boy quickly blocked the letter with his hand...

"Okay, okay." Chen Yuan felt very subtle after reading it.

Only one comment.

Luo Fan, your sister is so beautiful.

It must be the boy who was blackmailed in the toilet before... the boy.

fine.

Who said only girls can do source approval?

Chen Yuan solemnly announces here - boys can also activate the Origin God!

"Okay, now that you're done, let's go?" Chen Yuan said.

"Yeah." Cheng Haiying thought it would be too ambiguous for two people to go together, so she said, "You go ahead and I'll separate the Chinese group and mark them."

"Thank you for your hard work, I moistened it."

Chen Yuan said hello and left the radio station.

And not far away, he saw Luo Fan standing in front of the railing of the corridor and looking into the distance.

Then, he saw himself, so he turned his head and greeted him with a shy smile: "Hello, senior."

"Hello."

Chen Yuan also responded enthusiastically.

After seeing himself, Luo Fan suddenly became busy. He said he had something to do and went back to work.

Didn't you come to the radio station just to take a look...

I can’t stand thinking about it, I can’t think about it.

But Chen Yuan was not very disgusted.

As long as this guy doesn't turn into a little tomboy and express his support for him in an extreme way, Chen Yuan thinks there's no problem.

He also felt what Cheng Haiying said, the feeling of someone silently supporting him, which was really heartwarming.

Yingpi can be 47, but what if Yuanpi is Luo Fan?

No, I'm here to explain the market trade.

Go back to work, go back to work, and torture Tang Siwen for blaspheming the Origin God.

On the way back to the classroom, Chen Yuan met Qiu Meng again. She seemed to be in a bad mood. Unlike her always cheerful self, she was much less lively.

When Chen Yuan saw this, he still planned to let her be quiet and sneak away quietly.

"Hey, you pretended not to recognize me when you saw me, are you so heartless?" But when Chen Yuan passed by, Qiu Meng immediately smiled and patted him hard on the shoulder.

"Hey, I just saw it. I'm disrespectful." Chen Yuan realized later.

"Congratulations, you won the second prize."

Qiu Meng smiled and said straightforwardly: "The highest prize you can get by just taking part in one trial is really amazing."

"...The results are out? Oh, thank you."

The result of Province 2 is not surprising, after all, it was completely expected.

And according to Qiu Meng's condition...

Eighty percent, no prize.

Chen Yuan didn't ask, which meant that he had already figured it out. But Qiu Meng knew that the only way to resolve the embarrassment at this time was to laugh at oneself. So, she shrugged and said with a forced smile: "Hey, I'm so bad that I didn't even get the third prize."

It was obvious that she was extremely depressed.

Because by listening to her heart, Chen Yuan knew that she was particularly concerned about this exam and wanted to win from the beginning.

Moreover, I want to win the highest provincial second prize.

But her personality is that happy, rustling, and always lively type.

So at this time, she couldn't even express her depression directly.

She herself would feel awkward.

This is a cruel competition.

Of course, Chen Yuan couldn't comfort him at this time.

Take the time to reward Mengzi with a Tang Jian.

"I heard that all students except you and Tang Siwen were wiped out this time."

Qiu Meng continued to tease with a smile, then clenched her fists and encouraged the second grade students: "Come on, defend the glory of our parallel class!"

"Hammer, you guys are in the same class, aren't you from the third class?"

Tang Siwen also passed?

You are worthy of being the queen of Class 18, congratulations.

"Class three had a big hip problem and was removed from the experimental class." Qiu Meng said to herself with a smile.

"The scores haven't been released yet?"

"Well, the scores will probably come later. The list of winners is now announced by the Education Network, but..."

Qiu Meng looked at Chen Yuan and her tone became serious, arousing the other person's emotions. Mysteriously, he said: "I don't know if the rankings are consistent, but the name at the beginning of the second prize...It's u."