Cats are nocturnal animals. If they stay alert at night, they will be full of energy all night long.
Bai Mu nodded, "Then I'll rest first, you can watch some courses on the computer."
With that, Bai Mu climbed onto the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The cat sat in front of the computer again, and Baihua also stared at the computer curiously.
Human knowledge is so amazing, I'm baffled.
"Baihua, do you want to learn knowledge too, meow?"
The cat looked at the white flowers curiously again.
Baihua: "Ahhh~"
"Okay, let's work together."
Soon, Baihua showed amazing learning ability. While looking at the text on the computer, he could occasionally give pointers on the mistakes Maoyou had made.
The cat was a little clumsy. He studied until late at night and felt that his head was full of numbers and words flying around, and he was confused.
Shiraka held Nekomata's head, "Tsk, how foolish! I've mastered everything, and you're actually feeling dizzy."
The cat suddenly opened its eyes wide and looked at Baihua, "You, you can talk, meow!"
Bai Hua looked at the sleeping Bai Mu and nodded, "Don't tell the master about this. I am Bai Hua, the Elvis King of Liufen Street. People on the street call me Sang Biao."
The cat blinked again, "Sang Biao?"
"That's all in the past. I haven't been the eldest brother for two weeks. Come on, continue studying. I find this knowledge quite interesting."
It moved to the front of the mouse and turned the scroll wheel.
It was as if a new world had opened up all of a sudden.
The cat said listlessly: "I'm a little sleepy, meow. Can you help me wake up?"
"Tsk, look back at the Master. If the Master had a PhD and you only had a junior high school education, do you think the Master would be interested in you?"
Bai Hua sneered, "After all, I'm the only carefree and adorable little kitty, and you're a cat person. So, do you suddenly feel like being a human is hard?"
"Even if you and the Master get married by then, do you think you two will have anything in common to talk about?"
She coldly stated the reality: the plot in novels where a domineering CEO falls in love with a loser like me is just a fantasy after all.
The cat turned around and looked at the sleeping Baimu, and suddenly became nervous. So this was the origin of the sense of crisis!
"Meow! The cat understands again!"
The tail started wagging again!
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