"Nan, when we enter Zhenyang, we must keep a low profile." A little girl who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old had silver-white neat short hair, and her big amethyst-like eyes were looking at the fierce uranium feed next to her very seriously.
"Well." The man named Nan has long black hair, tied back casually, and his black eyes are looking at the girl dotingly. And answered gently and patiently.
"Nan, the purpose of coming here is to watch the show."
"Hmm"
"Nan, keep a low profile, you must keep a low profile."
"Hmm"
"Nan...
"..."
As a result, as soon as they entered the classroom, they heard...
It's a newcomer! If the writing is not good, please include it~~~Don't shoot me~~~
Intention: