Bai Bufan didn't say much, swiped a few times on his phone, and then tossed it over.
Lin Li reached out and caught it.
The screen of the phone wasn't locked, and it was on a chat interface with a QQ friend.
The chat was between Bai Bufan and a friend named Tian Lan, and the chat history was scrolled to the top, ready to view.
"Tian Lan: Bufan, you there?"
"Bai Bufan: Old Meng? How come you're suddenly looking for me? Of course I'm here! As long as you're looking for me! I've always been here! By the way, do you have money, lend me two hundred, I'm short on cash to buy skins lately."
"Tian Lan: You're really being aggressive, huh? But I'm not here to lend money; no need for the 'Finger of Middle' treatment."
"Bai Bufan: Sigh, if that's the case, what is it then?"
"Tian Lan: I remember you got into Nansang, right?"
"Bai Bufan: Yeah, what's up?"
"Tian Lan: Are you still at school today?"
"Bai Bufan: I am."
"Tian Lan: Wow! Really impressed!"
