Nangong Lian pursed her lips, but she didn't refuse, and naturally took the phone:

"You two are standing closer, how can you shoot so far away."

Feng Yuan leaned over to the double ponytail girl:

"Is that okay?"

"Didn't I say it, you two are standing so straight, the shooting effect must not be good, can't you pose or something?"

Nangong Lian took the mobile phone camera and focused it, put it down again, and then lifted it up again, looking left and right, she was not satisfied with the shape of the two of them. Although she is not a professional photographer, she has a special attachment to beauty, and with Feng Yuan's appearance, if she shoots casually, it will inevitably be a bit violent.

"Action?"

To be honest, since coming to this world, Feng Yuan hasn't taken many photos, either her roommates or fans have taken random photos of her, or they are group photos of school. But also, as far as her character is not even happy to take care of her feathers, it is strange that she can be interested in playing and taking pictures. If you have this time, why not go to the gym and get sandbags?

"It's just pose, just like when I asked Mao Xinjie to take pictures in the dormitory before, I posed behind you."

Nangong Lian stroked her forehead, her roommate, except for playing games, the take-off of technical six. Other times, even if she said that she had traveled through the ancients, she was not surprised. Everyone is a 2G network, Feng Yuan is simply a cave man on the top of the mountain, and he won't be anything.

Feng Yuan: ......

In a sense, Nangong Lian was right, Feng Yuan could indeed be regarded as an ancient. Ah, no, it's an ancient beast, after all, she's thousands of years old. However, in terms of using her brain, her thousands of years old may not be very useful.

Oops, isn't there anything she can't do, in the past few thousand years, she didn't need to use her brain, just do it.

"Uh-oh."

Feng Yuan nodded obediently, and the contrast was cute, which made the double ponytail girl next to her look at the stars. But soon, her body froze as Feng Yuan wrapped one hand around her waist.

Feng Yuan is really serious about implementing Nangong Lian's words, who makes Nangong Lian usually like to hold her waist when she takes pictures, so Feng Yuan imitates it like this.

Actually, it's nothing, it's just two girls hugging their waists, it's normal. Nangong Lian often uses this kind of action when she takes pictures with other girls, and even more intimate ones.

But, why does Feng Yuan feel weird when he does this kind of action?

Looking at the blushing girl with a double ponytail who was almost ripe, Nangong Lianmu's face chose a few angles and quickly took a few photos.

"Are you alright?"

Feng Yuan asked, and after getting Nangong Lian's affirmative answer, he naturally let go of the hand that was wrapping around the waist of the girl with a double ponytail.

"Do you have a notebook?"

The girl with the double ponytail was still stunned, and Feng Yuan turned around and asked her. She didn't forget that she promised to sign autographs, but she had just come from the snack street to compete, and she didn't bring a pen or a notebook.

"Huh? Yes, yes. ”

The girl with the double ponytail hurriedly pulled out a small notebook from her close-fitting clothes, and handed over a blue highlighter.

In fact, she would like to prepare a red highlighter, after all, the senior sister is a fire-based person. But it's not lucky to write the name in red, so it's good to use blue, even if the attribute is suppressed, my sister can defeat the opponent of the water attribute again and again, which means well.

Feng Yuan didn't think about it so much, took the pen, and wrote his name on the notebook: Xiahou Yuan.

In all fairness, Feng Yuan's handwriting is really not very good, and it is a little better than a dog's crawl. But this is not easy for Feng Yuan, she only began to learn the words of this world when she came to this world.

Ning Bao has two memories, and he doesn't need to relearn, compared to it, Feng Yuan is really too miserable.

If he just learned words, with Feng Yuan's memory, it might not be so difficult. But the problem is that Feng Yuan didn't write before, she used to directly use mana to engrave jade slips or directly transmit sounds. At the beginning, she was still full of confidence, she could write with mana, couldn't she write with her hands? However, it turns out that the two are not the same thing at all.

It is impossible to say that there is no frustration at all, but Feng Yuan has a big heart, and she has always been very self-aware, except for fighting, she is not good at anything. I can't learn to write well, it's like... And there's nothing surprising about it.

Feng Yuan quickly accepted this fact, and then continued to write her handwriting that was barely higher than that of a dog's crawling handwriting.

Although Feng Yuan's words are ugly, it doesn't matter, is there anything in the eyes of the lover. The double ponytail girl's filter for her at this time was thicker than the city wall, and even the unsightly handwriting could be considered ethereal.

Only......

If Feng Yuan knew, he would definitely sigh again at the wonder of human beings, what kind of strange creature is this?

Of course, the double ponytail girl was just a small episode after all, and after Feng Yuan finished eating a box of matcha mousse cake in two or three bites, she stood up and stretched.

"It's not too early, are these people sure they won't go back to class?"

Feng Yuan was going to go back to the library and squat, she was dizzy when she checked the information in the morning, but she still had to check it in the afternoon, she had to find a clue before she could find a way to go back.

Feng Yuan didn't plan to go back to class, but she wondered why these people didn't plan to go back. I don't think everyone is as privileged as her. Is it really okay to skip class? Won't you fail?

"When the boss is gone, they will naturally disperse."

Wang Qianyou explained to Feng Yuan in a timely manner that he was a very useful little brother.

Feng Yuan nodded, and packed up his things, well, in fact, there was nothing to clean up, just a bottle of mineral water. She had eaten everything else she could eat, and the packaging had been thrown into the trash.

Seeing that Feng Yuan left without looking back, the talents in the arena began to slowly exit.

Again, in the library, Feng Yuan put on a loveless expression after checking N more books. Really, she thinks she might have a grudge against something like a book, and it's more troublesome than fighting. That is to say, when she practiced the exercises before, they were all words, and she didn't feel so annoyed when she looked at them.

It's not that Feng Yuan didn't beat her group of junior brothers, but due to cognitive problems, those little brothers couldn't quite tell what was useful to Feng Yuan. So in the end, Feng Yuan could only go out in person.

There was a book spread out on the table in front of Feng Yuan, but she herself stared at the ceiling with blank eyes, looking loveless. If Heavenly Dao wants to punish her, no matter how many thunderbolts she takes, she will admit it, but don't torture her in this way.

Feng Yuan wanted to roar, but it was forbidden to make noise in the library.

Feng Yuan: ......

Write it down in the little notebook in your heart silently, and roar when you go back to the dormitory.