"That's okay." Wang Lin said perfunctorily.

"Brother Wang, please leave me your contact number. I will contact you after I return to Shanghai from home." Sun Xiaodie was very serious.

Wang Lin hesitated for a moment, thinking that you and I are not familiar with each other! You really trust people, aren't you afraid that I will abduct you and sell you?

Sun Xiaodie took out a ballpoint pen and a small notebook from her backpack.

The small book was filled with lyrics and photos of many celebrities.

Seeing such a lyrics book, Wang Lin suddenly felt full of the sense of the times!

"Did you memorize the lyrics yourself?" Wang Lin asked.

"Yeah, brother Wang, look at my handwriting, do you think it's good or not?"

"It's not bad! Have you practiced?"

"Yes, my father said that one must practice calligraphy well! Brother Wang, what is your phone number, I will write it down."
Chapter completed!