"Huh?" Tianxin was startled, looking at him in disbelief.
Chen Yiran gave her a comforting smile, patted her head and said, "Are you feeling better now?"
Tianxin was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Ok, ok, let's not talk about her anymore. Let's eat; I'm starving." Shen Xin glanced at the dishes on the table, picked up her knife and fork, and started eating.
Tianxin laughed lightly, also picked up her fork, and asked while eating, "Oh right, Little Dianxin, what are you planning to dress up as for the cosplay convention next week?"
"Ah... don't remind me..." Hearing Tianxin mention the cosplay convention, Shen Xin sighed heavily and said, "I had planned to hand out flyers tomorrow, Monday, in the school's main street, inviting students from other majors to participate in our event. But this morning I got a call from our class supervisor. There's some kind of speech event at school next week, and our venue was requisitioned. Ah... it's heart-breaking."