Aside from the young and the elderly, there were mother-daughter teams signing up, and father-son teams signing up.
This could be considered a grand meeting moment for a generation of online friends.
"This is like a toad wanting to eat swan meat; big brother is so handsome!" a girl screamed.
A group of young girls swarmed over and surrounded a young boy.
The young boy had short black hair, wore black-framed glasses, and had fair skin - the kind of fairness one gets from avoiding the sun middle-aged. There was a sickly elegance about him. The bridge of his nose under the glasses was straight and high; he nervously pursed his lips and revealed a small dimple. He looked both well-behaved and sickly, like a young heir from a vampire family.
"Big brother, how could you be a toad; you are the swan in the sky!"
"Big brother, add me as a friend, let's play games together!"
"Big brother, do you drink milk tea, sweet just like you!"
"Big brother..."
