So now I'm the clown, right

Xie Yuling stood in front of a stinky tofu shop.

Next to her, Lin Mo was queuing up.

Fang Jun was also following behind.

Square tofu cubes were dropped into the hot oil, and steam billowed up.

When the tofu cubes floated to the surface of the oil, the boss deftly used chopsticks to pick them up one by one and put them into a bowl.

Then he scooped up a ladle of high - quality soup from a clay pot and poured it over the tofu.

After that, he sprinkled on some seasonings.

Lin Mo added some garlic chili sauce and handed the first bowl of stinky tofu in his hand to Xie Yuling.

"I heard that the stinky tofu in Hong Kong City is dry, without soup, and even stinkier," Fang Jun said with great interest as he smelled the not - so - stinky stinky tofu.

Lin Mo nodded.

"Indeed, it's different. Most of the so - called stinky tofu now is actually just deep - fried tofu. The stinky tofu in Hong Kong City is really made from fermented stinky tofu.

There's also a version made from hairy tofu. You could say each has its own kind of stink.

But you can probably only taste these in their local areas," he explained.

However, Xie Yuling shook her head. "I'll just have the deep - fried tofu."

"Frying tofu also requires skill. It has to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which needs a lot of experience," Lin Mo said.

"My mom doesn't like me to eat too many fried foods. At home, we only fry things during the Spring Festival," Xie Yuling added.

Lin Mo nodded.

The three of them ate the stinky tofu and walked towards the urban village.

At this time, Xie Yuling suddenly spoke up. "Did you read the letter that girl gave you today?"

"Huh? Did everyone know about it after just one evening self - study?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

"No, I saw it when the girl was outside," Xie Yuling replied.

In fact, Xie Yuling's seat was near the window and towards the back, so when a boy at the door of Class 8 shouted, she heard it clearly.

Therefore, she paid more attention to it.

"Not yet. I'll read it when I get back," Lin Mo said.

Xie Yuling pursed her lips. "So, are you going to accept it?"

Fang Jun slowed down his steps a bit. Don't be fooled by his appearance; he was actually very smart.

"No, it's just to avoid hurting others," Lin Mo replied.

As if remembering something, Lin Mo suddenly stopped.

Xie Yuling, not paying attention, bumped right into Lin Mo's back.

"Being cold to others might be a way to reject someone, but rejecting someone seriously and directly is also a way," Lin Mo said as he turned around and stroked the girl's hair.

The girl nodded involuntarily.

Fang Jun gave a thumbs - up in the distance.

...

When he got back to the rental house, Lin Mo finally opened the letter in his bag.

It was a pink envelope with pink letter paper inside.

It was also sprayed with perfume, and in many ways, it was very well - done.

Su Ziting's handwriting was very delicate, and there were no typos or corrections on the letter.

Either she wrote it all at once or she wrote a draft first and then copied it onto the paper.

Anyway, it was a girl's sincere feelings.

The letter said that the girl had noticed Lin Mo during the military training and then fell in love with him during the basketball finals between Class 3 and Class 8 at the school sports meet.

After two weeks of struggling, she decided to write this letter.

At the end of the letter were her mobile phone number and QQ number.

Lin Mo thought for a while, turned on the computer, logged into QQ, and then added Su Ziting's QQ.

The other side accepted the friend request almost instantly.

Lin Mo started typing.

"Thank you for your feelings, but I don't have any feelings for you, and I don't plan to fall in love in high school."

After sending the message, the other side fell silent.

Lin Mo didn't care and just put the letter aside and prepared to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, the other side had already replied.

"I actually knew it. I knew that you, Lin Mo, had never noticed me. I just thought that love should be expressed bravely. At least, I could let you know that there is such a person. Maybe when you want to fall in love, you'll think of me."

This was the kind of person who still thought there was hope.

However, most so - called "licking dogs" either got false hope from the person they liked or gave themselves false hope.

"I don't want to give you false hope. I already have someone I like," Lin Mo said.

Saying that he had someone he liked was equivalent to giving an answer.

Lin Mo immediately set his QQ status to invisible and then went to practice.

Now, taking one Qi - strengthening Pill every day allowed Lin Mo to quickly accumulate spiritual energy in his body.

"System, won't I get pill toxins from taking so many pills?" Lin Mo asked.

[Host, are you doubting me? This system is the invincible cultivation system. Would I give you pills with pill toxins? These are the additive - free, all - natural, top - grade pills refined by this system after capturing the Immortal Pill System for you.]

Alright, alright. It seems that your world is more colorful than mine, Lin Mo thought.

Lin Mo then entered the state of cultivation.

After about half an hour, his phone suddenly rang.

Lin Mo picked it up and saw that it was Fang Jun.

"Hello, what's up?"

"Damn it! Lao Mo! Something's wrong. Look at the post - bar," Fang Jun said.

Lin Mo frowned and opened the post - bar website on his computer.

Then he saw the title: "Bastard Lin Mo! I'll never like you again!"

Oh, so I've been trying to protect your fragile heart, and you're putting me on the post - bar, huh?

Clicking in, he saw the ID of the poster, "I'm called Little Crispy".

This was probably Su Ziting.

The post content didn't post the chat records but was a one - sided written description.

Basically, it said that Lin Mo had deceived the poster's feelings. It also said that Lin Mo had told her that he didn't plan to fall in love in high school.

But he had actively added her QQ and chatted with her.

She had liked him since the beginning of the semester, so she couldn't help but chat with him.

Finally, she had summoned up the courage to send him a letter to confess her love, but he had said that he already had someone he liked.

Have to say, Lin Mo was seeing this kind of euphemistic and misleading writing style for the first time.

It wasn't completely false; most of it was the truth. It was indeed Lin Mo who had added her QQ.

And Lin Mo had also said that he had someone he liked.

"This girl would be great at studying journalism in the future," Lin Mo thought.

Mixing a little falsehood with a lot of truth could create a believable lie.

"Hey! Lin Mo, did you see it? What's going on? There's a big stir in the class group," Fang Jun said on the phone.

Although Lin Mo was quite well - known, it didn't mean that everyone in Class 8 would trust him.

Especially that boy who had told Lin Mo to just tear up the letter and throw it in the trash was making the most noise.

He didn't believe the post on the bar, but he still argued, "Lin Mo, I told you not to be responsible for other people's feelings. It's not your obligation."

In terms of stance, he was on Lin Mo's side, but in terms of words, he still wanted to have the upper hand.

"Don't worry, it's okay. I have the letter and the chat records. What's there to be afraid of?" Lin Mo said.

However, Lin Mo still opened QQ, took a screenshot of the chat records, and then asked, "Why are you distorting the facts and posting such a post?"

Then he saw the red exclamation mark.

Great, so now I'm the clown, huh!

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