Liu Nan was frustrated by their indifferent expressions. With a cold snort, he pulled a small, black leather bag from his back pocket and waved it forcefully.
"Ta-da! I borrowed a camera from a high school classmate who goes to another school. Look!"
Liu Nan held the camera bag up high, slung the strap around his neck, and wiggled his eyebrows excitedly.
"Why'd you borrow a camera?"
"To take pictures, of course."
"Pfft—"
Wei Zhen couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing. He stepped on the bunk bed ladder and jumped down to the floor.
"Seriously, man… You can't even take a decent selfie. You just shove the camera in your face, and your phone gallery is full of the most unflattering angles," he said, picking up the camera from Liu Nan's chest to examine it. "Even the best camera is useless in your hands."
"Liu Nan, are you going to learn photography?" Chen Yuan asked curiously, taking off his headphones.
