with strange looks.
"What?" he asked confusingly and touched his face. Nothing was on his face.
He looked at Zhang Zian, who had retreated 20 meters away from him, and stared at him with concern.
"President Luo, your smile just now was so disgusting..." one of his classmates and club members got emboldened and said.
Luo Qingyu felt strange, "Did I smile? How come I didn't know that?"
"You did smile," said the club member, and other club members nodded to agree with him, "If you don't believe me, I happened to take photos of you. Would you like to take a look?"
"Show them to me." Luo Qingyu went to take over another single-lens reflex camera from the club member and reviewed the pictures on the LCD screen.
To be honest, that photo was shot in the perfect timing. In that photo, Luo Qingyu was focusing on the camera in his hand, and showing a very satisfied and creepy smile. With a little bit of photoshop, it could become a meme on the internet.
Luo Qingyu raised the camera and was about to drop it on the ground.
"President, don't!" His club members tried to stop him. "This camera was rented. If you want to drop it, spare the lens. The lens is much more expensive than the body."
The club members grabbed the camera from Luo Qingyu, and then saved his photo to their cell phones as Luo Qingyu had done a moment ago. And then they smiled satisfyingly, thinking about how they were going to use their primary skills of Photoshop to make more funny memes.
Luo Qingyu's face froze upon seeing their smiles.
"Don’t panic. It’s not a big deal." He consoled himself, "When I become famous, I won't have to spend time with these losers. Lots of beautiful girls will want me, and these losers will cause no trouble for me."
As an Otaku, he forced himself to forget about these losers, and immersed himself in his imagination of what the sensation would be after he uploaded his masterpiece to the homepage of the photograph exhibition of the school...
Seeing that Luo Qingyu was absent-minded, Ting Ying wanted to tease Fina. She was getting fonder of the cat. She even got to understand why the boys were obsessed with Tsundere girls. That attitude of "I care about you, but I won't speak about it" was so adorable! And cats were indeed adorable creatures!
She approached Fina, squatted down, smiled, and waved at it, "Hey! Hi there, kitten, I'm Ting Ying."
Ting Ying’s Tsundere attitude was just imitation and performance, while Fina's Tsundere attitude was ingrained in her blood.
Fina glanced at her coldly, wagged her tail, turned her head and left.
"No, kitten, don't go!"
Ting Ying felt anxious and upset, but Fina didn't even turn her head. She went straight towards Zhang Zian, and said to him in a plain tone as usual, "I’m hungry."
Simple as that.
Zhang Zian was reluctant to stop gazing at the bare thighs of the girls, so he sighed. He thought he could quietly appreciate the beautiful girls, but his good time was interrupted by this foodie who didn't care about romance.
It was time to go back anyway. Though there was a cotton cloth on the birdcage to keep the red-headed lovebirds warm, spending too much time outside in the windy autumn was not good for their health.
"Hey, Snowy Lionet, we should go home, Fina is hungry," he shouted towards Snowy Lionet, emphasizing that it was Fina that wanted to go home.
Snowy Lionet touched the girl’s body for the last time and got rid of their cuddles. It started to run towards Zhang Zian and Fina using its short legs.
"Meow, meow! I’m so satisfied today!"
Zhang Zian had grown used to this lustful cat. He stuck out his hand to stop a taxi and then they drove back to the pet shop.
On their way back, he calculated the amount of time Luo Qingyu had rented his cat for, and refunded most of the 150 Yuan to him in the way of red envelope in WeChat.
Chapter end
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