"Nothing much." Jiang Nian snapped back to reality, waved his hand, "Suddenly not used to your ugly face."
"Uncanny Valley effect, you know."
Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian almost ground her silver teeth to dust. She lunged forward and pummeled him with a flurry of punches.
"Ugly! Ugly!"
"You're the ugly one!"
"I'll show you fear! Uncanny Valley! Makes you stand out, huh?"
She hammered away, while Jiang Nian didn't even bother to dodge. He laid back on the sofa, playing dead, and suddenly asked.
"Xu Qianqian, did your class have a grass party?"
"What kind of party?"
Jiang Nian said, "Like gathering on the sports field lawn, sitting together in a circle, then singing."
Xu Qianqian: "???"
She looked bewildered, exchanged glances with Song Xiyun, "That's possible? When did this happen?"
"Last week."
"Our class probably..." Xu Qianqian pondered, "But the lawn is so dirty, and it's boring."
