As soon as Song Yang transferred to No. 1 Middle School, Duan Pei felt that this person was very familiar. Not in terms of looks, but in terms of voice.
Duan Pei felt that his voice was similar to that of an English teacher.
One day, after the broadcast ended, he silently opened WeChat and clicked on the first contact.
Pei: Have you transferred to No. 1 Middle School?
"Ding dong——"
Duan Pei didn't expect Teacher Xiaoyang to reply to the message so quickly.
Yang Meie: Yes, yes.
Duan Pei was about to send out the edited message when another message from Xiaoyang popped up.
Yang Meie: I remember you were also in No. 1 Middle School, but your liberal arts subjects seemed not ideal. I guess we are not in the same class.
Duan Pei wanted to send you several classes, but after thinking about it, he deleted it and typed it again.
Pei: Are you a sophomore in high school?
Yangmei: Yeah
Pei: What class are you in?
:2
Pei：2
pei: What a coincidence, I am also in class 2.
All in all, it's just a short cookie.
Purpose: Love is more important than anything else