"Bro, where's mine?" Zhang Xiaoyuan pouted, clearly dissatisfied.
Zhang Fan slapped his forehead and swiftly pulled Zhang Xiaoyuan downstairs, "Let's switch places."
Zhang Fan efficiently inserted the SIM card into the new phone and took Zhang Xiaoyuan to the cellphone store across the street. Zhang Xiaoyuan happily picked a pink phone and contentedly followed behind Zhang Fan, slowly walking home.
Zhang Fan habitually opened the school's forum and was immediately shocked by the screen filled with 'Zhang Fan.'
Holy cow, have these school people lost their minds?
However, when Zhang Fan saw the upperclassman begging for photos, he sneakily smiled, wrapped his arm around Zhang Xiaoyuan, took a photo, and then found an extremely ugly picture online to photoshop his head onto.
"Thanks for the affection, dear seniors. I have nothing to offer in return but to give myself to you."
"Bro, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaoyuan asked with her clear, bright eyes.
