"My name is Mo Dan Ni," Xiao Man answered.
"Oh, so it's Mo Xiaoni!" Zheng Shaolian said, his expression unchanging, though a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.
"Don't think you can just change people's names because you're from the city!" Xiao Man wasn't flustered at all. "My turn to ask. What's your name?"
"My name is… Zheng Shaolian."
"What? Zheng Little-Face?" Xiao Man clapped her hands and burst out laughing. 'Finally, some payback!'
Zheng Shaolian glared at her. "Are you deaf? It's Zheng-Shao-Lian!"
"That's right, Zheng Little-Face! That's how we pronounce it with our local accent!"
Zheng Shaolian was about to explode with anger. A blush crept up his fair face as he reached out, grabbed Xiao Man's two pigtails, and forced her to face him. "Watch my lips! Zheng-Shao-Lian! Zheng-Shao-Lian! Zheng-Shao-Lian!"
Xiao Man: "…"
'Does he have to be so serious? This is no fun at all!'
