When Chen Zilong mentioned his sister, he got all animated and enthusiastically mimicked Qian's demeanor to Yu Minglang, looking around for props to express himself.
"I need a prop, where can I find some glasses..."
"Use these." Yu Minglang handed over his sunglasses from his pocket.
Chen Zilong put the sunglasses on his nose.
This kid isn't good at studying, but he sure has a knack for acting. He mimicked Qian's aloof demeanor perfectly.
He pushed his glasses with his hand, coldly imitating Qian, "Chen Zilong, you can't even solve such a simple problem?"
Taking off the glasses, he returned to himself, clasping his hands in a pleading gesture, "Sis, I really don't know..."
Putting on the glasses again, he continued mimicking Qian, snapping his fingers at the air, "Got it now?"
Taking off the glasses, he showed a look as if about to cry.
"Sis, I really don't get it..."
