An Feng didn't know whether to be happy or annoyed.
Qi Hao's words probably meant she looked young, like a high school student, but it could also mean she looked plain, like a high school student...
She's 22 this year, not yet at an age to worry.
"In the play, who has a crush on who?" An Feng thought of another question.
"The female lead has a crush on the male lead," Qi Hao paused and added, "If you play this role, you might have to act ugly, darken your skin, get a hairstyle that doesn't suit you, wear braces, glasses..."
"I have a crush on you, huh, lucky you." An Feng joked.
She had been thinking, although she wasn't considered particularly attractive in her family, she was still a beauty, so who would need her to have a crush on?
Turns out she has to act ugly...
"No problem acting ugly, right?" Qi Hao didn't know what An Feng was thinking on her side.
