"Blue ball.5."
Ye Yinyin said.
Song Yun noted down what Ye Yinyin said. He just had to wait until tomorrow to see what number was drawn in the double-color ball's blue sphere. If it wasn't this, Song Yun would have a good chat with the other party and maybe turn the tables, not to mention that Song Yun placed significant importance on this matter, perhaps because the other party was a beauty.
After another over ten minutes, Song Yun followed Ye Yinyin to the previous laboratory building, and then she led him to the seventh floor.
All the classrooms on the seventh floor were closed, and from the looks of it, no one seemed to have been up here for classes in a long time, giving a historical vibe.
At one of the doors, Ye Yinyin took a key out of her pocket, unlocked the door, and went inside.
Song Yun followed closely behind.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Yun was momentarily stunned.
