"What on earth are you babbling about?"
Looking at the dead-serious Zhang Beixing, Liu Yi was completely dumbfounded.
Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound used for DJing? Hidden Weapons to take someone's head from a kilometer away? Is that even human language! Why don't you just step on your left foot with your right and ascend to heaven?
At this moment, he desperately wanted to pry open Zhang Beixing's skull to see what exactly it was filled with, to make him spout such illogical and utterly preposterous words.
"It's exactly as it sounds. Don't you think it's incredibly cool?" Zhang Beixing retorted.
Seeing him like this, Liu Yi's expression returned to calm.
Based on his understanding of Zhang Beixing, this kid's train of thought is completely derailed right now. Coincidentally, as Zhang Beixing's teacher, I do have a trick up my sleeve for this kind of situation!
Quietly putting down his chopsticks, he raised his palm.