Before Bai Yutong finished speaking, he was left aside by the two hosts, and he had to close his mouth and stay quietly, standing among them like a sculpture.

The representative of the Flame Flow Advanced Source Academy was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with short black hair, thin and tall, wearing a delicate blue gown with a strangely shaped brooch pinned to his left chest.

The young man looked at Bai Yutong, and then walked over to him and stood still, when the staff came over and put a silver medal on him, and then threw him a silver trophy.

The young man looked very happy, standing in the sun and smirking at the host and the audience, his teeth white.

Xiao Feng cautiously handed the megaphone to the young man's mouth, "Say a few words?"

The young man was holding the trophy, still smirking vigorously.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the high-level Yanliu executives sitting on the rostrum covered their faces in shame, as if to say that I didn't know this person.

"Ahem, it seems that the representative of the Flame Flow Advanced Source Academy is a little cold!" Xiao Feng said, "Next, let's welcome the representative of the third runner-up, Xiawu Advanced Source Academy!"

"Applause, please!" Xiaoyu echoed enthusiastically.

A girl in a white dress walked into the ring, about nineteen years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a good figure.

She walked to the other side of Bai Yutong and stood still, looking embarrassed and shy.

The girl took the bronze trophy handed to her by the staff, her face was slightly drunk, and after wearing the medal, Chunjiao handed over the microphone with a trembling hand.

Don't make any more jokes...... The host, Chunjiao, looked at the girl in front of her nervously and prayed in her heart.

The girl looked a little nervous, but she still opened her mouth, and her voice was sweet, "Hello everyone! My name is Wu Nana, and I am from Xiawu Advanced Source Academy......

That's right! This is the correct way to open "two sentences"! Chunjiao and Zhiming kept thanking God and thanking the air in their hearts, and they were grateful.

“...... In this competition, our college worked together and worked hard, although we did not get a good ranking, but I firmly believe that in the Hanjiaoyuan Elite Selection Tournament three years later, we will definitely be able to make persistent efforts and create brilliance together! Thank you!" the gentle girl bowed deeply to the audience.

The stepped audience burst into applause, no cheers, only respect for the friend's infinite reverie. There is nothing wrong with everyone craving victory, as long as you take the right means, no one will despise you - after all, the water flows low, and the people go high!

Xiaofeng and Xiaoyu also applauded, and their eyes were turbulent like waves.

After a two-minute stop, the three delegates walked out of the ring to everyone's applause and returned to their respective camps.

Bai Yutong was puzzled, why the third place would be Xiawu, not the stronger Tongjiang, is there something hidden in this?

"What's wrong with you?" Tong Du looked at Bai Yutong who was thinking about it suspiciously.

Bai Yutong looked up at the muscular man next to him, his face was very gloomy, "Do you have paper......

"Yes, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his poor face, Tong Du was startled.

"I want to go to the toilet...... Bai Yutong said weakly, his face was blue and red for a while, "Maybe I ate too much cold yesterday and my stomach was very uncomfortable." ”

There were indeed a lot of cold foods at last night's banquet, but now that this season is autumn, not many people eat it because they are worried about diarrhea, but Bai Yutong, who likes to take advantage, saw the opportunity and stuffed a lot into his mouth.

"Hahaha, yes, give. Tong Du gloated and handed the paper to Bai Yutong, who was in a hurry.

Bai Yutong took the tissue that Tong Du took out of his pocket, and then quickly handed him the heavy trophy in his arms.

"Then I'll slip away first!"

Tong Du waved at Bai Yutong's back with a smile, what an interesting guy!

It's terrible! There are not a few more pits to be repaired, and 6,000 people are crammed into a toilet?

Bai Yutong covered his stomach and looked around, his expression was like a butcher with a knife, oh no, it should be a butcher's knife.

The lad was frizzy, and because the pit in the arena toilets was full of people, he planned to go to the nearest shooter's hall to use the toilets, which he was more familiar with.

Bai Yutong squatted on the urinal, holding a stack of tissue paper in his left hand in front of him, his teeth clenched and his expression solemn, like an unloader carrying a few bags of heavy objects on his shoulders. There was a muffled grunt in his throat, like a moan, like a low roar.

Come out!" the young man shouted in his heart.

The next moment, he gasped deeply as if he had lost his stress, like a diving enthusiast who had come out of the water.

There is still a long time before the next accumulation, and Bai Yutong simply relaxes a lot.

He looked up at the tightly closed toilet door, only to find a line of small, crooked and skewed letters, vague, presumably reading "Gay and Leave a Message".

It was then that the young man clearly realized that he had touched on the legendary toilet culture.

The concept of toilet culture was told to him by Bai Yutong's good buddy Zhao Lintan. Toilet culture is a university question, and the content contained in it encompasses all parts of the world.

Zhao Lintan has had a bad taste since he was a child, and he likes to use the empty time of squatting to read the words on the door of the cubicle.

Lovers of toilet culture usually keep a pen in the inside pocket of their jacket and wait until the toilet compartment door is closed before venting their frustrations in their chests.

Zhao Lintan shared his experience and insights with Bai Yutong, he believes that toilet culture lovers originated in elementary school, when they can only simply express their feelings for someone, such as, "xxx, bastard", "xxx, I'll wait for you" and so on.

In junior high school, toilet culture began to develop by leaps and bounds, and most trivial things were written as big feuds, leaving no doubt that the writer was a medieval wizard who specialized in casting spells on people.

In high school, it was even more so, covering a wide range of fields, from grievances and grudges to phone numbers for professional make-up classes, to poems about exorcism and evil spirits, which were comprehensive and incisive.

The toilet culture in college is just an extension of that, but it's a bit more complete overall than it was in high school.

Toilet culture can be divided into two major themes, one is male toilet culture, and the other is female toilet culture.

Among them, women's toilet culture is simply an emotional column in disguise, and Zhao Lintan has heard of it.

Although most of them are written by melancholy, what "I don't know if he loves me", what "I still miss you very much", what "I'm sorry, I can't hold on". But occasionally there will be a bit of a surprise, and between the lines it will reveal that a girl is forced, or a girl is dumped, and then a girl is forced and then dumped.

Bai Yutong put on his pants and walked out of the toilet cubicle, his steps were relaxed, he left the shooter hall after washing his hands, and walked on the way back to the arena.

The playground was empty, and Bai Yutong could even imagine the vicissitudes of life when the tumbleweed passed in front of him.

I don't know how Zhao Lintan is doing...... With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked unscrupulously on the way to the arena, his expression gloomy, like an adolescent trapped by love.

"Bai Yutong?" a muddy young female voice was behind Bai Yutong.

Bai Yutong turned his head leisurely, only to see a beautiful figure stopped in front of him - wearing a blue Siamese skirt, smooth long legs exposed to the sun, stepping on a pair of wood-colored high-heeled sandals, dark purple dead fish eyes, dark purple hair rings tied slender black hair in a low ponytail.

Bai Yutong looked at the familiar beautiful face in front of him, "Are you...... Did you come to me for an autograph? Then you really got the timing right, but I didn't bring a pen......."

The girl was stunned for a moment after hearing this, her face was a little ugly, "I'm not here to ask you for an autograph!"

"Then what are you looking for me?" Bai Yutong scratched his head, he still thought that this girl was here to talk to him.

The girl seemed to be a little caught off guard, "You don't know me?"

Bai Yutong looked at the sky with empty eyes, and decided to give up after thinking for a while, "I don't know, who are you?"

"My name is Jin Baiwei and I am from Tongjiang Senior Source College. Jin Baiwei explained.

Bai Yutong thought for a while, and then suddenly realized, with an expression that I knew, "Oh~ I know, did you get lost when you were looking for the toilet?"

He pointed in the direction of the Shooter Pavilion, "The toilet is over there, do you need me to take you there?"

Jin Baiwei's face was cloudy, "I'm not here to find the toilet......"

"I'm sorry, what are you looking for me?" Bai Yutong asked awkwardly.

"It's not convenient to say here, let's change places, can we delay your time for ten minutes?" Jin Baiwei asked tentatively.

A few minutes later.

"Hey...... That's not good......" Bai Yutong's voice was hoarse.

"It's okay, no one will come just yet. Jin Baiwei said indifferently.

"But here...... It's too unambient, isn't it?" Bai Yutong protested.

Now he was huddled in a toilet cubicle with Jin Baiwei, and the girl dragged him in and said that he would talk here.

"I'm sorry, that's all I can think of for now. There was no apology on Jin Baiwei's face at all, or there was no expression on her face at all, like a mask made of silicone.

looks like a royal sister's version of Gu Yanrou.

"Then you have to say something here......" Bai Yutong leaned against the corner of the cubicle, staring closely at Jin Baiwei in front of him.

Could it be some kind of deal?" he thought.

Jin Baiwei seemed to hesitate, "What conditions did Qiyao give you, we Tongjiang are willing to give you double!"

"What?" Bai Yutong's eyes were glazed, he didn't fully understand the meaning of Jin Baiwei's words.

"Are you willing to join us in Tongjiang?

At this time, Bai Yutong finally understood that this girl came to dig the corner.

"That's not going to work! I still owe the academy more than two million!"

Jin Baiwei was stunned for a moment, "Two million, if we help you repay this money, will you be able to join us?" In addition, we are willing to pay you at least five million more, how about thinking about it?"

Bai Yutong's expression was first happy, and then lost, "Huh...... I don't think I can go to your academy. ”

"Why, if it's not enough, we can still ......"

Bai Yutong interrupted her speech, "It's mainly my daughter-in-law who is a teacher here, it's hard to explain......" His expression looked very embarrassed.

"Daughter-in-law?" Jin Baiwei said suspiciously, "Who?

"Huh, my file?" Bai Yutong asked suspiciously, "Do I still have an archive here?"

He had traveled from other worlds, and it stands to reason that there should not be such a thing as an archive, could it be said that this archive belonged to the original owner of this body?

Jin Baiwei thought that Bai Yutong was fooling himself, so he took out a well-folded white paper from his cuff, spread it out and handed it to Bai Yutong's hand.

Bai Yutong looked at the concise document in his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned in horror, "Why is this column of my hobby filled in with glasses!"

How is this possible! Bai Yutong was puzzled, how could my fetish be known by the people of this world? Something must have gone wrong! Otherwise, the original owner of this body also likes glasses......

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