Three days later, Zhou Xueyin still hadn't called Luo Jing, who couldn't wait and dialed her number.
"Little sister, is it done yet?"
"It's done, it's done, but this is just the first draft. Santa Claus isn't finished yet, and neither is the background. It's just a rough demonstration!" Zhou Xueyin emphasized repeatedly.
"Okay, I got it! Send it over and let me have a look!" Luo Jing urged impatiently.
As soon as the file was sent, Luo Jing's call followed: "Little sister, how do I open this? I double-clicked it, but it's telling me it can't open?"
"How about you open QQ, and we do a video call..." Zhou Xueyin was too lazy to fuss around and went straight for the video call.
"I don't have a camera here. Can it still work?" Luo Jing kept asking.
"It can, it can! Have you seen the video invite I sent?" Zhou Xueyin was talking on the phone squeezed between her shoulder, using both hands to maneuver the computer camera facing Kang Siyin's screen.
