Tong Qingyan nodded, "It turned out to be Uncle Duan, then you can talk, let's go home." ”

Tong Qingyan has a good impression of Duan Xiuhao's uncle, the entire Duan family, from Old Man Duan to Duan Feihan, to Duan Xingye, there is no good person!

Only this Uncle Duan Xiuhao is more sincere to Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen glanced at Tong Qingyan, holding Tong Qingyan's little hand with one hand, and operating the mobile phone with the other hand, passing the application of a new friend.

[Liu Jiaxiao Jin'er: I'm Liu Jin'er, is Mr. Xu okay when he went home yesterday?] Have you ever had a cold after soaking in seawater? ]

[Last Night Star: Didn't get sick, thanks to you yesterday.] ]

[Liu Jiaxiao Jin'er: That...... Mr. Xu, are you free today? Shall we meet? ]

The corners of Xu Xingchen's lips curved, and he typed quickly with one hand.

[Last Night's Star: This won't work, I'...... I'm coming out of the hospital with my father, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? ]

Liu Jin'er hugged her mobile phone and sat on the sofa to see that her heart was warm.

I met a boy who was very filial, just like her.

Now they are still accompanying their father to the hospital.

Tong Qingyan asked beside Xu Xingchen, "Xingchen, is there anything important about your father?" Why do you keep texting? ”

Xu Xingchen put aside his eyes and smiled: "It's just a little cold, it's not in the way, just say a few more words." ”

*

The hospital was as crowded as ever, and Bai Chuwei coaxed away all the old professors.

Professor Sun, who majored in archaeology, shouted unwillingly: "Bai Chuwei, I will take you to the archaeological site to excavate another day, you will definitely be able to shine in our archaeology major, don't think about jumping majors!" Believe in yourself! ”

To participate in the official archaeological site excavation, at least until their senior year of fieldwork, but it doesn't matter, Bai Chuwei can relax the restrictions.

Professor Sun's sentence of "don't skip majors" aroused the indignation of other old professors, and he was sent out for re-education.

Bai Chuwei rubbed her ears, it was too noisy.

She felt that she couldn't take sick leave for the last day or two, and that she would have to be invited by the old professors for a physical examination.

Bai Chuwei sighed, and after leaving the Imperial Hospital, she returned to the Imperial Capital for a class.

During the whole class, she found that there were people around her who looked at her frequently, not only that, but even when the class ended, the teacher couldn't help but look at her and asked, "Classmate Bai, when will Mr. Bai's posthumous work continue to be updated in the future?" ”

The content on the Moon Literature Academy is stuck there, and it won't be updated.

Their hearts are tickling.

Bai Chuwei smiled: "Wait for the latest version of the remake to be released." ”

After class, Bai Chuwei walked out of the classroom with her mobile phone, opened WeChat and saw that half an hour ago, she received a WeChat inquiry from director Li Dongyu.

[Director Lee Dong-woo: Miss Bai, about the follow-up adaptation of the posthumous work, can I ask a few more deputies to help you?] ]

There is a gap with the script, and Bai Chuwei's "Chronicles of Mountains and Moons" contributed is the original draft, not the script.

Moreover, the original work is classical literature, and it will be more difficult to adapt, Bai Chuwei is too busy to be alone, and it is good to invite a few more deputies who have studied in this area.

Bai Chuwei looked at this WeChat and groaned, Director Li's words are good, she can't do everything, the ancestor of the old ancestor, there are actually a lot of capable children.

[Your ancestor: I agree.] Liu Guansheng's great-grandson is good. ]