This isn't scientific, damn it, he's the Prince, the Prince!
He Yuning ran out, unconvinced, the early autumn in the mountains was really cold.
The clothes he wore were thin, and he had to run. Seeing those people singing while running, he was glad he had the energy to run at all, let alone sing?
It'd be more fitting to kill him.
The more He Yuning thought about it, the more upset he became.
So, he really went crazy!
Feng Li was also running, and caught in his peripheral vision was He Yuning crouched on the ground, hopping like a frog.
Who made him do that?
"What are you doing! Get back in line!"
Hearing Feng Li's voice, He Yuning continued hopping forward, "Ribbit ribbit..."
Feng Li frowned, what was wrong with this guy, was he really going to turn into a frog?
Could he be any more exaggerated? To escape, he's doing everything he can, almost matching the lady already!
He Yuning successfully got sent to the psychologist's office.
It was a beautiful lady doctor.
