Louis Lawrence smiled and directly signed his own name.
Then he handed it back: "See how I've done."
The girl looked at the flamboyant signature, finding it extremely beautiful.
"It's really good."
"Is that so? How does it compare to my usual signature—did I exceed expectations?" Louis blinked and said with a playful smile.
It made the young girl blush immediately; she didn't expect such a casual tone from a big star talking to her, so she nodded at once.
"Yeah, it's better than usual."
"Really? So, compare them, which one's actually better?" Louis grinned mischievously, with a hint of allure, pointing at a nearby banner.
Instinctively, the girl looked over; it was a poster of Louis dressed in ancient attire, dressed as Yusuf, with an enlarged version of his signature on it.
And that signature...
The smile on the girl's face instantly froze. Then she widened her eyes, glanced down at the notebook in her hand, and her expression changed again.
