Are You Addicted?

"Here is the name card handed in by my classmates. You write a seat chart according to the position and order, and give it to me after school."

Beloin took it silently, registering one by one.

The boys next to him cast envious eyes at Bai Luoyin. This was the second day after the school started, and the class teacher asked him to help him do things. Why? In fact, Beroin was used to it. Every time he arrived in a new class, he would be selected by the teacher to copy the seating chart because his words were beautiful.

Of course, this face is no less attractive than his typeface.

"Superb, Wang Jian, Wei Zelong, Gu Xin, Fang Xiaoshi ..."

Bai Luoyin scribbled on the paper one by one, and when he picked up the penultimate piece of paper, he stopped.

Gu ... thirsty? Not like.

Gu ... mother? Whose name is it!

Gu ... Lang? Not right.

After tangling for nearly a minute, Beloin finally patted his shoulder.

"Hey, what do you say?"

Especially with the card in one hand and the forefinger of the other hand on the bridge of the nose, it was cool to think silently. A few seconds later, he sneezed and habitually took out a tissue to blow his nose. After everything was done, Dala replied, "How does it look like a star signature?"

"That's what this person hates."

In fact, after reading the seating chart for so many years, Bai Luoyin has seen all the words, and he can recognize the words that are noisy and blind. What he disliked most was this pretentious and artistic word, which completely changed the font structure and could not be identified at all.

"You can go over there and ask, anyway, there is his seat number on the card, just go directly to find him and it's over!"

In his life, Bai Luoyin was the most lazy to deal with such people, to make a statement, to flaunt the alternative, the biggest hobby is to show publicity.

Gu Hai was looking down at the book, and suddenly the book under his hand was taken away.

Bai Luoyin's face calmly turned to the first page, with Gu Hai's name on it, but he was still the signature of the handsome star and could not understand.

In Gu Hai's fierce sight, Bai Luoyin casually picked up the books on Gu Hai's table one by one. Wherever his name was found, it was the signature of the star.

"What are you doing?" The low voice was faintly oppressive.

Then Bai Luoyin glanced at Gu Hai, "register the seat chart and report the name."

"Gu Hai."

Bai Luoyin took a moment to pause, and then replied slightly.

"Write a character if you are a person."

Gu Hai was slightly shocked. This kind of aggressive words, nobody really dare to speak to him except his father. A large part of the reason is that for more than a decade, he has been dealing with people with identity, and now he has become a complete free citizen.

Occasionally being hurt by two sentences, it feels good.

This word reads the sea? Bai Luoyin can't wait to see it in the seam of paper. Why does the word say "sea"? Don't touch it at all!

With a little annoyance, Beloin wrote the name heavily on paper.