Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

Pick up your phone and continue typing.

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Time... the passing of minutes and seconds.

"Awaited."

It was around 01:30 in the afternoon when I heard the staff's call of 'it's over' again.

In a sense, this time is still early.

"It's not too long..." Bai Fan glanced at the saved manuscript on his phone, and said with a smile.

"Then...wake up the sleeping girl, we're going to your house, and the information just happened to be with me."

Kasumigaoka raised the medium-capacity bag in his hand.

The eyes rolled slightly.

"By the way, when I passed by, you didn't do anything strange to Mashiro who was sleeping, did you?"

"Ahem... what are you talking about!" Bai Fan, who was drinking water, choked.

"I don't think I'm wrong, I didn't expect your reaction to be so big, tsk tsk, virgin."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu taunted without hesitation.

It seemed to be her pleasure.

Bai Fan with a poisonous tongue made her extremely happy.

"..." Bai Fan.

Forget it, she won't listen no matter what, instead she might be ridiculed even more.

Ugh……

Sighed softly.

Taking the mobile phone on the table, after waking up Mashiro, he walked out with Kasumigaoka Shiwa.

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Time was not wasted too much on the journey, originally this place was not far from Bai Fan's home.

After a train ride and a bus, Bai Fan's home can already be seen.

The rest does not need too much description, just turn around and go upstairs.

then……

"Sister...can you tell me what you are doing..." Bai Fan's mouth twitched.

He looked at the black-haired girl lying on the ground with her upper body carefully looking at the bottom of the bed.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Immediately, he reached out his hand and knocked the girl on the head lightly and hard.

"I'm looking for a workbook under the bed, so don't say that."

Bai Fan hugged his chest and said helplessly.

And why must Gongkoushu be hidden under the bed?

This question is really worth thinking about.

"Ala... Could it be that I guessed it right?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu half covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"That's right... what a ghost! Let's start the study session!" Bai Fan sighed as he pulled out the textbook from the bottom of the table.

Be calm...

Yourself.

He said this in his heart admonishingly.

(Well... the military training is over tomorrow, and then I will buy a computer for the National Day, oops... In this way, I finally have time to code.)

(Thank you for the monthly ticket of the boy who turned the dragon nineteen turns and turned his legs! Thank you for the monthly ticket for the boy Mu Yingyun! Thank you for the two consecutive monthly tickets for Chunbai の Sonata! Consecutive posting! Thank you Linghu for issuing two consecutive monthly passes! Thank you Hideyoshi for issuing two consecutive monthly passes! Thanks to the waste cute house meow for rewarding three consecutive rounds! Thank you ふじわらのもこう boy for monthly pass!)

Chapter 12. Buried?Something big happened! (for collection)

study session.

No matter how you say it, this activity is just an activity prepared for the scumbags.

Just like Bai Fan.

As for true white.

The kind of talent that can memorize a book casually can no longer be described as a scumbag.

It is also a bit subtle to use the term Xueba.

"Can't you be more honest..." Bai Fan put down the textbook.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu taught very well, basically showing it with small problem-solving skills.

After all, the feeling of falling asleep at every turn, if you don't have special skills...it might be very difficult.

but……

Bai Fan's mouth twitched.

Looking at Kasumigaoka Shiwa who was typing on one side, and Mashiro who was concentrating on drawing characters with a sketchpad on the other side.

Is this still a study session?

Although this was already expected by Bai Fan.

"Ah... I'm honestly preparing the manuscript for the new book, um... It's really a happy ending with the scumbag hero being killed by a hatchet, right?"