He took the initiative to find a topic, "Want to eat melon seeds?"
An Ci nodded, "Weren't you playing games with them? Why didn't you play?"
"Boring." Shen Mo replied, reaching out to pick up the melon seeds and peeling them.
An Ci said "Oh" and lowered his head to continue sending messages to An Jianwen.
[I'm Your Boss: I heard from Anyang that you won the gold medal in the violin competition. Brother Wen, congratulations! Don't forget to treat me to a meal after receiving the prize money.]
[An Jianwen: I'll treat you to two meals, but your name is...]
An Ci curled his lips and typed a reply.
[I am your boss: Hehe, isn’t it very creative. ]
Then he sent another emoticon that said "I don't care, I'm the coolest."
The other party was silent for a long time, then replied to her message.
An Jianwen: ...
Looking at the string of ellipsis, An Ci could imagine his awkward yet polite smile.
"Here." Shen Mo handed her the peeled melon seeds.
An Ci put down his phone, took the melon seeds and put them in his mouth naturally. On a whim, he asked, "Brother, what do you think of my online name?"
When Shen Mo thought of her online name "I am your boss", his eyes were filled with ripples.
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
An Ci suppressed his laughter and said, "Listen to the lies first."
Shen Mo's face was not good but he praised calmly, "Very good."
"What about the truth?" she asked.
Shen Mo, "Let's change it."
Across from him, Song Yuan was playing games. Upon hearing this, he distracted himself and complained, "Shen Mo is right. Your online name is taking advantage of us. You want to be someone's father at such a young age. You're so flattering."
An Ci ate the melon seeds that Shen Mo had peeled and gave him a cold look. "Then I should change it to "I'm your mother?"
Song Yuan couldn't help laughing and gave her some advice, "Then you might as well change it to "I'm your grandfather."
"If grandpa finds out, will the kid be spanked?" Song Xi turned his eyes away from the cartoon and interrupted weakly.
Song Yuan said, "I don't know, but you can let Xiao Ci try."
"If you want to try, try it yourself." An Ci rolled his eyes at him, "Go play your game."
Want to laugh at her? No way.
She won't change.
Shen Mo was silently peeling melon seeds. Seeing An Ci pick up his phone again, he pretended to ask casually, "Is this An Jianwen your friend?"
An Ci nodded, "Yeah."
"An Jianwen?" Eric suddenly looked up. "Do you know him?"
"Yes." An Ci said, "We took classes together. Do you know him?"
"I've met him a few times. I attended a summer camp with him two years ago," Eric said. "But he never plays games. He only studies. He plays the violin well. We had the same teacher."
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