"If you want to film, just film, it's no big deal."
In the village, sisters in their forties and fifties still turn on the vibrato and beauty filter to share a video of themselves dancing at home, so it's not unusual anymore.
But Wu Lan's focus was elsewhere:
"You young people really know how to have fun. Making a video and using all sorts of strange gadgets, that phone tripod of hers stretches up as tall as a person, and it can change angles too. Is it expensive?"
Song Tan's heart skipped a beat right away.
There was no other reason; if his old mother suddenly asked like this, it must mean she wanted one, but was too shy to say so.
Thinking about it, Wu Lan had, up until now, been propping her phone on top of random things for her vibrato square dancing, which looked quite inconvenient.
Seeing a phone tripod now, how could she not be tempted?
