Chapter 3 - 1. The reincarnated youth of the Celestial Empire will not encounter carefree idols_3
Something magical happened: the neutral pen she picked up instantly became translucent; to be precise, it was as if she pulled out the translucent soul from the pen's body on the desk.
A neutral pen on the desk, a translucent one in her hand, as if the world line split into two.
"You still have that annoying face, President."
Ah, me?
No, I don't even know you that well. We haven't even met offline, right?
But Bai Yi didn't offer more explanations. Her face wore a temperature-less smile as she spoke, and she aimed the tip of the neutral pen at Yan Huan, seemingly intending to write something on him like she did with Zhou Bin before.
Yan Huan's dark pupils focused bit by bit, the voice that had resonated in his mind earlier echoing back,
[The correction plan has been initiated, please maintain your current posture, and remember not to display any behaviors that appear to recognize the modifier, otherwise severe consequences will follow!]
Even so, his arm still twitched, seemingly aiming for her bright wrists under the sleeves.