Anshi Namieko walked up to Inui Sadaharu and said with a smile, "Inui, have you figured out that I like you?"
Inui Sadaharu pushed up his glasses. "There isn't enough data to calculate that. Also, I don't think you like me, Anshi-san."
Anshi Namieko: "..."
A few months later, Inui took the initiative to seek out Anshi Namieko and handed her his notebook. "The data shows there's a 99% chance that you like me, Anshi-san."
"No, Inui, you got it wrong." She glanced down at the number circled in red pen, a faint smile on her face.
Inui Sadaharu: "..."
See? No one escapes the heavens' judgment.
Well, it needs to be scored...
Come on more! This is the first article I've read about dry writing! And what the author writes is very in line with my taste (๑′ڡ`๑), please work hard, dear!!
Ouch ouch, it's actually done. Bg
Come on, author! Great!
Come on Xuexue! Mmm