Since that's the case, why not do Mu Fengyin another favor?
Moreover, given Cen Yu's previous help, Mu Fengyin would probably be even more grateful to Cen Yu.
Thinking of this, He Ci couldn't help but look at Cen Yu, "After he followed you, did he say anything to you?"
Cen Yu opened Weibo private messages and showed He Ci the private message Mu Fengyin had sent two hours earlier.
Upon seeing the phrase "No contact information provided," He Ci paused for a second. "What does 'No contact information provided' mean?"
Cen Yu smiled shyly, "I originally intended to do good deeds anonymously."
He Ci immediately understood Cen Yu's subtext—
Mu Fengyin asked him for his contact information, but he didn't give it to him.
For the first time, He Ci felt the urge to breathe oxygen when facing his artists.
Even though he had dealt with many messes before, he had never felt this helpless, as if he were communicating with aliens. What he found even more unbelievable was that Cen Yu left Mu Fengyin hanging for a full two hours.
It was as if Cen Yu was a top-tier celebrity, and Mu Fengyin was a little fan begging him to follow each other on social media.
Finally, He Ci gritted her teeth and said, "Give him your contact information."
...
Mu Fengyin was carving an ice block. After using a knife to trim the edges of the ice block, he examined it for a while before finally placing the transparent ice block, which he had shaped into a cube, into a glass of strong liquor.
The amber-colored liquor slowly seeped into the transparent ice cubes. Once the liquor reached halfway up the ice, Mu Fengyin pushed the glass towards his friend.
"You don't even like drinking, yet you go through all these tricks," my friend complained. "What a mess."
"That kid you're following still hasn't replied to your message?" The person glanced at their watch. "He's quite patient."
Mu Fengyin put the ice-shaving knife aside and then turned on his phone, which was lying next to him.
Just ten minutes later, the person who hadn't replied to my messages finally did—
【TINONE-Cen Yu V: [Image]】
[TINONE-Cen Yu V: My WeChat ID is [redacted], just scan the QR code to add me.]
Two minutes later.
[TINONE-Cen Yu V: Teacher Mu, this is my contact information. You can add this number. Sorry! I didn't have my phone with me just now, so I didn't see your message, Teacher Mu! (tears) (tears)]
Looking at the two messages, which were sent within two minutes of each other and had completely different styles, Mu Fengyin finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Look." He held up his phone, pointing the screen at his friend. "The kid replied."
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