Chapter 82: New Instance Media [Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Subscriptions!]

This candle emits a unique scent.

It seems that only Mu Rufeng has noticed this candle.

"Brother Feng, why are you staring at my head? Although I know I'm a bit bald, it shouldn't be so obvious that you could tell," Li Yaocun said suspiciously.

Hearing this, everyone in the room turned to look at Li Yaocun's head.

"No, aren't your hairs quite lush?" Lin Fuding said.

"Bald? How? Could it be as bad as mine?" Zou Qiang said, chuckling, while touching his sparse strands of hair.

"It's the programmer's life, you've gone bald, and that's made you stronger, right?" Li Yaocun burst out laughing.

Long Meijuan and Huang Mei were also covering their mouths and giggling.

Mu Rufeng's expression remained solemn and he did not echo the comments of the others.

"Old Li, touch your head, see if there's anything on it," Mu Rufeng said.

"Uh... is there something on my head? Did something stick to it?" Li Yaocun was slightly startled and subconsciously reached his hand to his head.