"Chen Moting, antique repairer, third time." The woman exudes a cold and aloof demeanor, resembling an ice queen.
"Yo, yo, I'm Wu Zhuo, but I like it better when you call me Haze. I'm a rapper, yo, yo, disdain the mainstream, only play underground, where it's real!" Yellow Hair looked defiantly, raising his eyebrows as he glanced around at everyone, "Yo, forgot to tell you, this is my seventh time."
"Seventh time..." The crowd couldn't help but feel taken aback, and their expressions toward Yellow Hair changed.
Yang Xiao felt the same way; he didn't expect this Yellow Hair to have such credibility, nearly matching his own experience.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Wu Zhuo flashed a smug smile, especially enjoying the attention from several girls present, which made him very satisfied.
Sizing him up a couple of times, Yang Xiao assessed that this kid probably was just bragging.
