Chapter 4 Bronze Level
Gu Beibei knew that it was his roommate Awen who called.

Yu Xiaofei talked with them for a while before hanging up the phone, and then told her to find Awen and the others.

The destination of the two is classroom 505 of No. [-] teaching building.

The No. [-] teaching building is all self-study classrooms. Because it is the weekend and the school has just started, there are not many people studying for self-study.

There are quite a lot of people in the classrooms on the first floor, but there are no people on the fifth floor.

Although "sparsely populated", the voice is not small.

As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard the sound of arguing in classroom 505.

"It's not true that Lu Jiayi snatched someone's boyfriend? How dare you ask us to apologize, you're really thick-skinned!"

"So what if you snatch her? It's not because Gu Beibei trashed Yang Zifeng that she didn't want her. Why do you say that it hurt Jiajia's image on the Internet?"

"Who are you calling rubbish? You say it again?"

"I said that Gu Beibei is rubbish. After playing "Glory of the King" for a month, it is still Bronze III. If it is not rubbish, what is it?"

Gu Beibei suspected that if she and Yu Xiaofei arrived one minute late, the classroom would start to fight.

When they came to the door, Awen had already rushed over to beat her.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward a few steps, pressed her white fingers on Awen's shoulders, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a proper arc.

Seeing the comforting smile on the girl's perfect face, Awen was slightly startled and forgot to be angry.

After steadying Awen, she looked at the person who said she was trash just now, and said in a calm voice, "I heard that only trash would like to call others trash, but in my opinion, you are not trash. Trash has a trash can What is piled up in the garbage dump can be recycled. And you... only deserve to stay in the septic tank!"

Yu Xiaofei and the others were stunned for a moment, and then burst into wanton smiles.

They never knew that when their roommate had such a vicious tongue, it was a world of difference from the lukewarm feeling before.

But they prefer Beibei now.

"You!" Xu Mengting's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, her fingers trembling, "How dare you say that I am...you..."

There was a lazy smile on Gu Beibei's face, and he didn't give the person in front of him a chance to finish his sentence: "Ask us to come here, just to listen to your wordy talk?"

At this time, Yin Lu, a girl sitting next to Xu Mengting, said, "Mengting, don't be angry, when we win, are we afraid that they won't make a fool of themselves?"

Xu Mengting snorted, but said nothing more.

Yin Lu continued: "Gu Beibei, we don't have time to talk to you, so let's open the room directly. If you lose, kneel down and record an apology video for Jiajia! Do you dare?"

After Gu Beibei pulled Awen to sit down on the empty seat beside him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a sinister and casual expression: "What if you lose?"

"How could we..."

Hearing Yin Lu's self-righteous words, she mocked and spoke bluntly, her voice was very soft, but she could not refute.

"If you lose, you will kneel down and record the video, and say that you are as shameless as Lu Jiayi."

Yin Lu saw the confidence on Gu Beibei's face, and a hint of contempt in that smile, she was uncertain.

He wanted to agree, but he was afraid that Gu Beibei would call some strong foreign aid.

If you don't agree, you will lose face.

"Yes, but you have to play in person, and neither side is allowed to ask boys for help!" After thinking for a while, Yin Lu said.

As long as there are people with a bronze level like Gu Beibei, what else is there to fear?

(End of this chapter)

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