After combing his hair, Zhang Zian also adjusted his collar and sleeves. He looked so refreshed, as if he was going to appear on TV.
Zhao Qi was really embarrassed by him. Luckily, other than them, there was no one in the pet shop, or she would really have pretended that she didn’t know this person.
Song Bai unfastened a shoulder bag from his back, and pulled out a strange-looking thing from inside, which Zhang Zian had never seen before. It kind of looked like a selfie stick, but was much shorter, and much fancier.
"What is this?" asked Zhang Zian curiously.
"A handheld pan-tilt-zoom (PTZ) device," explained Song Bai, "To enhance stability when capturing videos."
"Oh," Zhang Zian asked Zhao Qi, "Have you seen it before?"
"No," Zhao Qi shook her head.
"Buddy, you are really professional," admired Zhang Zian sincerely.