"If it's inconvenient to say, then forget it." Yutali rubbed his nose and said awkwardly.
"No." Qin Yi hurriedly shook his head. He had been holding it in for two or three hours, and someone was finally willing to talk to him. "I'm fifteen this year."
He was referring to the age of the "Qin Yi" in this plane. By his own age, he was already sixteen.
"So young?" Even though he had known before, Yutali still could not help letting out a shocked cry after receiving the exact answer.
"You could be considered the youngest student at First Military Academy." Yutali could not help praising him.
"Hehe!" Not knowing what to say, Qin Yi subconsciously scratched his hair, then asked, "You are...?"
Only then did Yutali remember that he had not introduced himself. He immediately said, "Hello, my name is Yutali. I'm nineteen this year, a student in the War Song Department's elite class. I'm a support-type Battle Song Priest. What about you?"
Qin Yi was somewhat at a loss. He had only just arrived and had barely figured out how to use the music Light-Sensing Transducer. He had not yet studied such profound matters. But thinking of everyone's reactions after he had played music twice, he said vaguely, "Probably the same as you."
Hearing Qin Yi's words, Yutali did not understand why Qin Yi had added the word "probably," but he still vaguely breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the pressure was not so great. If someone so young had awakened as a Battle Song Priest, and a rare combat-type one at that, then they so-called "favored children of heaven" would have no face left to show. Relieved, Yutali smiled and comforted him. "It's fine. Support-type Battle Song Priests are pretty good too. At least you don't