The 'Real Deal' Junior on the Streets of London

"Um, excuse me, miss."

Whether it was hearing Mandarin on the streets of London or suddenly getting tapped on the shoulder by a stranger, both were rather unexpected.

Hearing the voice behind her, the girl in a cartoon red hooded jacket turned around with puzzled curiosity.

She saw what looked like a young man who had just hurriedly run over.

"Hm?"

At that moment, Fang Ran was so excited he could have thanked every god in the heavens and Fate itself. He had never expected a fellow countrywoman to actually pop up here. In this vast London where he knew no one,

and couldn't communicate with anyone, Fang Ran, all alone, felt as though he had finally found a companion.

He pulled down his hood, unable to suppress the excitement on his face, and watched the girl in the red jacket and skinny jeans turn around. She had simple, neat bangs framing her face,

and a pair of bright, lively eyes. By ordinary standards, she would probably count as a rather pretty girl.

But after enduring the beauty bombardment of female participants like Ye Sheng, Fusheng, and Hua Ling at the Night Bureau, as well as Ling, Xia Yao, Gou Yu, and a certain little angel who occasionally dropped by at home,

Fang Ran's aesthetic standards had been unknowingly led astray. His first impression of the girl before him was:

Hm, good thing she was an ordinary-looking girl.

"Um, sorry for suddenly stopping you."

".It's fine. What do you need?"

The girl in the red cartoon jacket waved a hand, looked up at Fang Ran, and adjusted the strap of the backpack slung over one shoulder. A flash of caution and confusion crossed her eyes as she answered.

Finally, he no longer had to ask for directions in his clumsy,