Shen Jinyue didn't speak, just fiddling with a bag of chips back and forth.
Seeing this, Shen's mother stepped in to smooth things over.
"Look at you, doing this again, watching the moon show! Let's not talk about that now, we can talk about anything else later."
The show was still going on, and the edited version was much shorter than the live broadcast.
Events from within a single day, starting from Xu Qingyan riding an electric bike to the thrilling lunch at noon, and then to the rooftop confrontation at night. The scent of gunpowder and radical opinions mixed together, thrilling the viewers.
Shen's father frowned deeply as he watched, seeing Xu Qingyan as nothing but a clown seeking attention, unable to understand why the young people nowadays would like to be friends with someone like him.