"Fangxin, you've gone viral. Your short videos are all over the Internet now. Everyone's calling you the prettiest village girl!" Chen Yanran said enviously as she looked at her roommate.
"That's not really 'viral.' It's just people finding me amusing. Besides, they're only sharing clips of me crying. I can't cry my way into a debut spot!" Lv Fangxin replied with a bitter smile.
"Well, that's not necessarily true. You cry so hilariously, and you're beautiful too. You could totally team up with Gao Ziyi for a comedy duo. She laughs hilariously, and you cry hilariously." Lu Xiaoman quipped sarcastically, brushing her hair with an elegant ox horn comb.
"Lu Xiaoman, if you can't say anything nice, just keep your mouth shut." Chen Yinghan walked over, pulled Lv Fangxin up, and started leading her out.
*Snap!*
The pricey comb in Lu Xiaoman's hand broke into two, her delicate face brimming with fury, and her eyes filled with malice.
