Lin Mu ignored his introduction.
To him, a latest-model camera was nothing special.
He had already accumulated an absurd number of personal points, though he never bragged about it.
He had more than enough for a camera, let alone enough to apply for a class transfer.
He turned his head and looked at Airi Sakura behind him.
"Classmate Sakura, take a look and see which one you like."
The sales clerk's stare made Airi Sakura deeply uncomfortable. She lowered her head even further, almost burying it in her chest. She spoke in a small voice:
"L-Lin Mu, just pick the one you think looks nice... I'm not picky..."
Seeing how frightened she looked, the lazy expression on Lin Mu's face gradually faded.
He turned to look at the sales clerk.
His gaze was cold.
"Staring at a girl like that..."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and firm, with an unmistakable warning in it:
"...is very rude, sir."
The clerk's expression changed.
He guiltily looked away and hurriedly tried to explain himself:
"I-I was just looking somewhere else... I wasn't staring..."
Lin Mu couldn't be bothered to waste words on someone like him.
He glanced down at the models and specifications of the cameras on the counter. He wasn't into photography, but he understood the basic specs.
Before long, he picked out the best-performing model, which was also the most suitable for a beginner. Classmate Sakura wasn't a beginner, but that didn't matter.
"This one."
Then he took out his Student Terminal and paid by scanning the code.
A soft beep sounded, and the payment went through.
The clerk stared dumbfounded at the amount displayed on the terminal, his eyes wide.
It was no small sum—the latest DSLR camera and its accompanying lens together cost as much as