"Name."

The old man sat on a wooden chair with no name and asked the young man in front of him.

Although the boy was thirteen or fourteen years old, he looked unusually thin, like a 'girl' child.

His appearance is very delicate and lovely, and there is a bandage around his neck, for some reason, his skin is like a 'jade' in a simple blue 'color' man's clothes, and his face is expressionless, like calm and windless water.

"Ghost .........."

The boy was silent for a moment, and said with some stumbling.

The old man was a little curious as to why he was so slow to say a name, so he said

"Be louder, I can't hear you."

"Butterfly ghosts."

The young man heard the old man's serious voice and said it all at once, and he also held his forehead as he spoke, as if it was very awkward to say the name.

"The name was given by the parents. Learn to respect and cherish. Which butterfly? Which the hell? ”

The old man knocked on the table as a warning.

"Uh-huh. Thank you for your teachings. A butterfly is a butterfly of butterflies, and a ghost is a ghost of ghosts. The boy also seemed to realize his awkwardness, and replied very sincerely.

"Who are these two?" The old man pointed to a man and a woman behind him, and said slowly.

"Hello, teacher. My name is Huang Bingfeng. This is Jiu Ye. ”

Huang Bingfeng pulled the indifferent Jiu Ye next to him. Introduced.

"Hmm. The three of you go over there and get your room card, and the entrance exam will be in three days. ”

The old man lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and slowly remembered the names of the three of them.

Suddenly, the boy spoke again.

"Wait, I'...... Bingfeng and I are in love...... Companion. Can you arrange to live together? ”

The boy reverted to his awkward appearance, as if it was difficult to speak.

"Manly man, don't speak awkwardly. It's also bold to like a 'girl' child. The old man was a little dissatisfied with the young man's tone. It's a harsh reprimand.

Manly Husband ......

Hehe.

your big husband.

"I like the !! of Phoenix very much" The boy shouted loudly, as if to prove his intentions.

"Very good, love, of course, is important, but cultivation is more important, and you should practice more in your spare time. I'll help you issue a certificate. ”

The old man 'touched' his beard and prepared to continue writing.

"Wait. That one. Mr. Can you let him live with him too, he also likes Bingfeng, and the two of us have to compete fairly. ”

The young man pointed to Jiu Ye beside Huang Bingfeng while covering his forehead.

It's like despair of something.

That's right, Ghost Butterfly is desperate for her future college life.

Ay. She shouldn't have put forward the opinion that the three of them couldn't be separated in the first place, and she ate all the bitter fruits.

Yas.

Why such rotten lines.

Why is it so rotten reasons.

Who wrote it. !!

Promise not to kill him.

At this time, the ghost butterfly was extremely depressed.

"Fair competition? Good boy with a tolerant heart. ”

The old man paused, and swept back and forth between the three of them. As if he was in favor of the ghost butterfly's opinion, and patted the ghost butterfly on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Nima. Why do you agree? Wouldn't it be nice to refuse.

Teacher. Do you know that if there is such a thing, it will completely crush the self-esteem of men to the ground.

Wait a minute.

Can't you really see that I'm a 'girl' child?

There was no way, and Ghost Butterfly had no choice but to gladly accept the teacher's full "kindness".

A look of self-confidence that I will definitely hold makes people flash.

Teacher. I will thank you for the rest of my life.

This pit. Dig and jump yourself.

(The slow writing of the text in the whisper is mainly the slow update, if it is five or six chapters a day.) You didn't even react to the plot. And we're still laying the groundwork. By the end of the day you'll understand that it's a line. It's not about hanging or anything like that. Sleep ~zZ)