She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Chapter 1145 Love Letter

Ming Yu frowned. Does choosing a seat depend on grades?

"So, are his grades good?"

He was sleeping on his stomach during class, so his grades must not be very good, right?

He looks like a fool at first glance.

Chen Yuting: He looks like a fool at first glance.

"Second in the grade." Manshu said this slowly.

Ming Yu: “…” He said nothing.

This result may be something he cannot achieve even if he works hard for ten years.

"Forget it, just sit in the middle, but... don't call me Xiao Ming anymore."

Manshu was stunned and couldn't help looking at Mingyu with a smile: "What is that called?"

"Call me brother. After all, I am half a year older than you." Ming Yu curled his lips proudly.

Mingyu only found out about this after hearing about Manshu and Yan Siyu's birthdays.

Having a younger sister seems to be pretty good.

Manshu looked at him and said, "Okay, Brother Xiaoming."

Ming Yu glared and flicked Man Shu’s forehead: “Naughty.”

Manshu smiled at him, his smile as bright as the warm sun in winter.

Ming Yu sat in Li Jiayin's seat. He was taller and stood out from the crowd sitting in the middle.

Fortunately, he did not sit upright, so as not to block the students behind him from seeing the blackboard.

The matter of Yan Siyu's photo has been spread, and everyone has been talking about Li Jiayin's words these days.

There are people talking about Yan Siyu and so on.

However, what Manshu found magical was that even at this time, there were still people defending her.

He can be said to be a loyal fan of Yan Siyu.

Fortunately, classmates rarely mentioned Yan Siyu, as if she didn't exist.

Everyone is more attracted to the handsome guy who transferred to the school.

Everyone could see from the beginning that Manshu knew Mingyu.

Now after school, Mingyu is one more person who follows Manshu home for a free meal.

And Manshu received a love letter for the first time since transferring to another school.

It's not written for her.

During the physical education class, a female classmate who was taking the physical education class next door shyly handed Manshu a pink letter.

Manshu was completely stunned.

"Mr. Manshu, can you please give this letter to Mr. Mingyu?"

"He's playing basketball over there, why don't you go there by yourself?" Manshu was very puzzled.

Why did the girl ask her to pass it on?

She thought it was a love letter to herself.

She said, how could a girl write a love letter to her.

"I heard that you are his sister." Seeing that Manshu didn't answer, the girl's face turned red, but she still explained in a low voice.

"He doesn't seem to accept love letters from girls, but yours must be different."

Manshu raised an eyebrow: "Since you said I'm his sister, I'm definitely more willing to help him. Since he doesn't like love letters, you might as well be more direct."

Be more direct?

Until Manshu walked away, the girl didn't react to what Manshu meant.

How can I call her directly?

The girl looked at her friend: "What did Yan Manshu mean by that?"

"Maybe she wants you to stop handing over the love letter and confess directly, or maybe she doesn't want to help."

"She doesn't look bad, so it should be the former, right?" The girl was not sure.

Manshu was just saying it casually, looking for an excuse to shirk responsibility.

After all, it is more interesting to confess your feelings yourself. It is easy to make mistakes if you let others do it for you.

But what she didn't expect was that her words were spread and changed their meaning as they were passed around.

I don't know who said that Mingyu doesn't like reading love letters because he is too lazy and prefers a more direct way.

So, whether Ming Yu was playing ball on the playground or eating in the cafeteria, someone would stop him and confess his love to him.

Some people even shouted directly after he scored: "Ming Yu, I like you!"

Ming Yu?

Just very confused.