The man with a serious face opened the door, as if blocking it, and stood still.

Judging by the color of the indoor shoes, he is a junior. But I heard Xiaoting say that he studied the first year of high school twice, so he should be the same age as Bai Ya. He seems to be a very hot-blooded teenager, and although Bai Ya is reluctant to admit it, he can even be regarded as a fierce man. I don't know why the uniform he wears has a red stand-up collar, and it stands to reason that the uniform of Bai Ya School is a blazer, and now it should be the summer uniform after the change of seasons.

"Senior Brother Song Zhizeng, welcome!"

Xiaoting boiled water in front of the gas stove, and she smiled at the visiting Song Zhizeng junior and wanted to invite him to tea with great interest.

"I'm going to make tea now, please play 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water' with classmate Bai first."

The "Angel Eye" really couldn't see Bai Ya's plight.

"Well, you don't have to worry about me."

I don't know why, but the guy's face was still red when he spoke. He waved his hand handsomely.

The leather fingerless gloves he wore on his hands looked extremely violent.

"Red fool, it's okay if you don't come, go back to your house."

Huanhuan waved like a puppy to chase people. Senior Brother Song Zhizeng smacked his lips with an obviously annoying expression. Huanhuan, come on!

"First of all, as a demon king, I first asked, do you want to be my subordinate? I can give you half of the world. ”

"But I refuse!"

Surprisingly, this guy's lines are quite cooperative. He didn't complain about the minister and asked what the demon king was.

"I'm here to fight! Are you the root of all evil, Baibaiya? Compete with me! Let me see if you're qualified to protect Angel Seniors! ”

Hearing his words, Bai Ya was a little angry. The fact that he was so excited to speak had to add an exclamation point also made Bai Ya feel very annoyed.

What the hell is this guy doing? It seems to be remarkable, but as a result, you only dare to call Xiaoting's surname, not even her first name?

"Who are you to say that about me? By the way, I want you to use honorifics when you speak. I'm Ting, but I'm a grade older than you, and I'm your senior. ”

"I'm Superman! He called by his name! ”

The Demon King was overjoyed.

"Let's fight it out! It's a man-to-man showdown! ”

"Okay, I'll compete with you—no matter what the game is, I'll compete with you."

"The third stage has appeared! Young Master Bai Lan has appeared! ”

"The way the duel is dueling——! That's it——! ”

Song Zhizeng's junior ran out of the corridor first—and then dragged a plastic basket of dozens of bottles of milk in.

"Huh? What the? What are you going to do with milk—no, what are you going to do? ”

"Transformation time is over! Goodbye, Master Bailan! ”

"This is a sacred battle to protect the angelic sisters from the encroachment of 'milk'! Is there a better competition than who is suitable to be the "Milk Knight"? ”

"Huh? Is it? ”

Then you don't need to compare. Because Baiya doesn't have a nutritious lunch at their school, there is no milk either.

But even if there is no reason for the duel, of course Bai Ya will not be able to suppress everyone's already blazing CP soul-

The milk bottles are lined up on two tables, and the preparation for the competition to see who can drink fast has already been prepared.

"Are you both ready?"

The bell used for the official boxing match is also prepared, and it is certainly one of the supplies of the CP department.

When it sounded, the bell of the battle rang - it really rang!

Bai Ya drank bottle after bottle at a certain speed.

He glanced to the side, and the other party had already drunk five or six bottles, which was really hot-blooded.

Is it okay to lose like this? However, even if you want to lose, you must fight to the limit and admit defeat happily. At the time of the match, Bai Ya had already begun to think about how he would lose, and he really hated himself as a pacifist and a loser.

Seeing such a stupid and straightforward enemy, to be honest, Bai Ya agreed with him a little bit - there was really only one point.

"Puff a——!a

Just as he agreed, a white fountain appeared next door. The guy he identified with reached his limit and threw up.

"Huh? Ahhhh......h ”

This situation beyond his expectation came too quickly, and Bai Ya couldn't help but be surprised.

He counted the empty bottles of the other party, seven, eight...... That's nine bottles in total.

"Huh?"

Bai Ya drank slowly at his own pace, and when he drank more than ten bottles, he was already sure of victory. By the time he had drunk a dozen bottles, he did find it a bit hard – so he decided to give himself a little buffer before throwing up and stopped.

Baiya's record is fifteen bottles.

"You! You give me to remember! I won't give up! I'll come back to you again! - I'll save my salary! ”

"Did you pay for all this milk?"

"You're still coming? I'll just tell you that I don't need it! Ah, it's annoying. ”

"Yes, it's a great thing to say, at least you have to drink double-digit milk."

"Double-digit? That is, ten bottles? That's two liters. For ordinary people, this is a bit reluctant. ”

"Really? Can't the average person drink it? Hey? Where did I forge the chain? ”

"Huh? Did Brother Song Zhizeng go back? I've made all the tea...... What should I do? ”

"Ah, then I'm ready to drink."

Bai Ya took two cups of tea from Xiaoting's hand. Ah, I'm here to forge chains, Bai Ya couldn't help but think to himself.

Trivia

Drink milk

(Formingly) a tournament that will be held in elementary and junior high schools. After collecting a bunch of leftover milk from a nutritious lunch, the competition to see who can drink the most can be regarded as a kind of "big stomach" competition. Ten bottles is considered a bottleneck, and the battle of the true brave has surpassed ordinary people, and it is carried out to a degree above ordinary people.