Qin Yin stared hard for quite a while and, trembling, pointed at the computer screen, "Nan Sichen, this, this seems to be me. Moreover, this place seems to be our 'Eternal Chang'an' studio, isn't it? Who secretly shot me?"
"Yes." Nan Sichen responded lightly and clicked the mouse. Then, lines of subtitles started to pop up on the webpage.
There was a huge title at the top that read: Glamorous Visions.
Following it were subtitles that appeared like slides in ripple effect.
[Your brief pass-by makes my heart surge like a thousand mountains and infinite waters.]
[The beginning of spring water, the blossoming of spring woods.]
[Ten miles of spring breeze are not better than you!]
Qin Yin dumbfoundedly watched the rippling black font popping up against the olive-green background. She recognized each and every word, but when they were strung together, she was somewhat confused.
