"Hehe, thank you, sis!" Ji Yang grinned with a squint, showing a row of pearly white teeth.
Chen Yiran glanced at him lightly and asked casually, "What color does this ballpoint pen of yours write?"
"..."
Ji Yang's smile suddenly froze on his face.
"What's wrong?" Tianxin looked at his suddenly frozen smile and couldn't help but poke his arm and ask.
"I... I forgot my ballpoint pen is blue..." Ji Yang instantly burst into tears, turning to Tianxin, "During the college entrance exam, shouldn't I use black fountain or steel pens??"
"Um..." Tianxin was stunned for a moment, then pat him on the shoulder sympathetically, "It's okay, even if you use it regularly for writing, your thoughts will flow like a fount, and your pen will move with spirit!"
"But..." Ji Yang looked ashen.
This was supposed to be blessed by the master!! Such luck comes only once in a decade!
