"Xiao Jamhan, what's your WeChat ID?" Ye Weiwei clicked to add a friend, then tilted her head and asked the man.
"It's my mobile phone number."
Ye Weiwei clicked on the address book, pasted and copied the number, and started searching.
"Xiao Jamhan, your WeChat avatar is so tacky." Ye Weiwei couldn't help complaining.
It was a landscape photo, the kind where spring flowers were blooming facing the sea. It had a middle-aged and elderly look to it. No, the middle-aged and elderly people she saw wouldn't use this kind of avatar anymore.
Jamel Xiao, who was complained about, was not upset. Instead, he looked at Ye Weiwei's profile picture humbly and said seriously: "Can you help me find a profile picture that is the same as yours?"
Ye Weiwei looked at the ragdoll cat avatar she had just put on, smiled, and waved her hands: "This is not suitable for you. You are a big CEO, and your subordinates will laugh at you if you use a cat avatar."
"You have good taste." Xiao Jamhan once again put a high hat on Ye Weiwei.
When Ye Weiwei heard this, her smile suddenly froze.
Jamel Xiao was hinting to her that he would use whatever type she used. Then her cat avatar... no, no, it's too weird for a man to use a cat avatar.
"Wait a minute, I'll search for some suitable ones." Ye Weiwei said, opening the Weibo account that came with her phone, entering a keyword, and soon a bunch of portraits of ancient men and women appeared.
She selected a boy and a girl she thought were good-looking and sent the boy's profile picture to Jamel Xiao.
"Well, this one is domineering and handsome, and he looks a bit similar to you."
"Well, where's yours?" Xiao Jamhan asked.
That tone seemed to be questioning Ye Weiwei, asking her if she was perfunctory with him.
Ye Weiwei quickly handed the changed avatar to Xiao Jamhan to see, "Here, this is the ancient style girl's. You are the ancient style prince, and we are on the same level."
Jamel Xiao raised his eyebrows and said with satisfaction: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I'll send you the photo now."
With that said, Ye Weiwei sent all the photos on her mobile phone to Jamel Xiao.
When Jamel Xiao saved the photos on his mobile phone, his WeChat friends all went crazy.
Why did it explode?
It's not an issue with the avatar.
Mo Chengxuan was bored for a moment and looked through his WeChat friends to change notes for them. But when he walked to Xiao Jamel, he found that the old antique's avatar had changed, and turned into an ancient style avatar that looked a little childish.
Mo Chengxuan felt that someone had stolen Jamel Xiao's account, so he sent this avatar to Lu Zian's group of people.
Filled with indignation, Zhongzheng began to send messages to question this "hacker".
Lu Zian: "Don't you want to live anymore? How dare you steal my brother's account?"
Mo Chengxuan: "What I'm more curious about is how you stole his WeChat ID. Do you think your life is too long?"
Gu Qifeng: "If you were Jamel Xiao, I wouldn't blame you, but if you were someone else, kid, you're dead!"
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Messages came one after another, all saying that Jamel Xiao’s WeChat ID was stolen.
Jamel Xiao was dumbfounded by these WeChat messages. He had no choice but to start a new WeChat group chat and send a message in it: "It's me."
The words are concise and concise, very Xiao Jinghan.
But Mo Chengxuan still couldn't believe what he saw. He asked, "How can you prove it?"
Jamel Xiao clicked on the WeChat camera function and took a photo of the little bun.
"Do you believe it?"
Mo Chengxuan wanted to believe it, but a gossip like him discovered something unusual when he clicked on the photo.
There is a hand next to this little baby Xiao Yiran, and that hand belongs to a woman!