Chapter 339: Bullying Me for Reading Less, No.

"Butterfly, I heard that Tianji Academy has a single room for one person, and the room is still random."

Huang Bingfeng suddenly remembered some of the things that Jiu Ye had told her that were more important to her.

"It seems so."

When Ghost Butterfly heard Huang Bingfeng's words, she thought about it in her heart, and then nodded, indicating that she also agreed with Huang Bingfeng's statement.

"Well, in that case, it's likely that the two of us won't be in the same room."

Huang Bingfeng continued, her beautiful blue eyes full of concern.

"There are three thousand rooms. Men and women are separated, and women are in the minority, there should be only about a thousand people, and there is very little possibility of 'sex' being divided into rooms. ”

Ghost Butterfly knew that Huang Bingfeng was interested, and said slowly.

"Is there a room where two people can live together?"

Huang Bingfeng carefully calculated the probability of two people being separated from each other in a thousand rooms.

She realizes that unless she uses all her life's luck, she and Fluttershy will be absolutely separated.

You can't separate it.

Otherwise, what would that stinky boy do to kidnap Fluttershy while she's away?

"I don't know."

Ghost Butterfly was silent for a moment, she didn't think about it at all.

Because, she felt that even if she was in the first room and Bingfeng was in the thousandth room, the distance was not very far. It should be a few steps away.

"No, no, no, I have to ask Jiu Ye. Really. Bullied me Huang Bingfeng for not reading much. ”

Huang Bingfeng was a little unhappy.

What's more, bullying herself for not reading much, she has to leave nothing left behind in the entire nine days.

"Go ahead, I've got a good night's sleep."

Ghost Butterfly looked at Huang Bingfeng's hatred of iron and steel, and felt a little like laughing, but she still encouraged Huang Bingfeng to do so.

Huang Bingfeng stood up, left the bed, and said angrily to the ghost butterfly.

"Butterfly, I get angry when I think of reading. Do you remember when we were sent to school to do assignments, the teacher said that I didn't study well at a young age, so I went to dye my hair, and the whole class issued a notice to criticize me once, and I was so angry at the time. ”

"Remember, you didn't let the teacher drag you to dye your hair black the next day, and you completed the task that night. The next day, before the teacher could speak, he left with his schoolbag on his back. ”

The ghost butterfly held on to the corner of the bed, as if recalling the past, and her obsidian-bright eyes had a clear smile on her face.

"That is, teachers in the 21st century threaten students with asking their parents to withdraw from school every day, but Lao Tzu has no father or mother, and she drops out of school automatically, and she can't help me."

Huang Bingfeng quipped, the smile on the corner of her mouth was extraordinarily gorgeous, like a 'flower' blooming in May.

"Bingfeng, in my impression, your blue hair has never been cut."

Ghost Butterfly probed Huang Bingfeng's waist-length hair, although there were a lot of bandages on her face, but the noble temperament of her whole body did not show that she was weak and powerless at all.

"Of course, I'm waiting, waiting for someone who can comb my hair, Butterfly. You don't understand. This is called hunger speculation. ”

Huang Bingfeng stroked her slender blue hair, and there was a touch of tenderness in her beautiful blue eyes.

(This chapter is not to the detriment of the teacher, so don't take it seriously.) The teacher is like our family, and this was yesterday. )