The corners of Tong Qingyan's lips curved, I don't know if Bai Chuwei regretted not going to the audition?

[Tong Qingyan: @白初薇, if you need it, I will try to help you get a copy of the fairy teacher's signature back.] ]

[Bai Chuwei: Then I'm afraid you won't be able to.] ]

The smile on Tong Qingyan's face froze a little, and his hand subconsciously clenched the mobile phone, and a trace of displeasure flashed between his eyebrows.

What does Bai Chuwei mean by this?

Cursing her for an autograph?

Why did she Bai Chuwei say that she couldn't ask for the signature of the fairy teacher?!

In the group, it seems that the fairy teacher should be a very kind grandmother, and it won't be a big problem to sign it.

[Gao Qiaoqiao: @童轻颜, Yan Yan don't bother with her, she just didn't participate in it, and now she can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour!] Wait for you to send me an autograph! Love you. ]

Bai Yinyin, who has always liked to echo Tong Qingyan, did not appear in the alumni group very abnormally, but posted a "Ancestor Meida" in QQ space very neurologically.

Bai Chuwei left a sentence at the end of the WeChat group of "Super Brain Scholar": "The difficulty of the question will increase several times, and it will be recorded in three days." He closed his phone.

Snowball squeaked from the side: "Ancestor, your jade slip is bright. ’

On the desk was a square jade slip, and the corner of it was already slightly lit up with a blue light.

The jade slip could be used for communication, and before the invention of the telephone, the monks relied on the jade slip to communicate thousands of miles.

As for why they still use jade slips to communicate now, it is purely because the group of demon cultivators in Wanwan are afraid of panicking, for fear of being discovered by contacting them with mobile phones, so the ancestor had to give them a few jade slips.

"Miss Bai, I'm ...... Wanwan, the first task you gave me last time, I have already found out, about Ms. Xin Fenghua, the wife of the Duan family in Haicheng. The scimitar man was a little embarrassed, he was a macho man weighing 80kg, and he actually claimed to be called Wanwan.

Bai Chuwei narrowed her eyes slightly: "What's the situation?" ”

Wanwan whispered a few words, and the expression on Bai Chuwei's face gradually became complicated, and her delicate facial features wrinkled together unconsciously.

"Okay, I got it."

Bai Chuwei sat at the desk, silently looking at the night outside the window, a moon that was about to be full hanging in the sky, and her mood was a little unbeautiful.

I don't know what Duan Feihan's mood would be if he knew this news......

Bai Chuwei was silent for a while, then got up and walked downstairs in the direction of the kitchen.

Steward Li watched Bai Chuwei enter the kitchen, and took out the flour used to make moon cakes, so frightened that his legs were about to weaken, "Miss, if you want to eat moon cakes, I will tell the cook to make them." ”

Bai Chuwei has no sense of ceremony, such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, she is not good at many times, so Steward Li didn't expect Bai Chuwei to come to the kitchen at night to make moon cakes!

Bai Chuwei waved her hand and asked Steward Li to go out slowly first, don't be scared of heart disease, she still has to save him.

Bai Chuwei was thinking about what to make stuffing with flour, and a magnetic voice came from behind her: "Wuren's." ”

Duan Feihan came down from the direction of her bedroom on the second floor and walked towards her, he glanced at the flour in the kitchen, and the various stuffing seasonings that Steward Li helped Bai Chuwei on the side.

His least favorite thing is the five-kernel stuffing.

Bai Chuwei suddenly realized: "Wuren's? All right. ”

Duan Feihan remained silent: "Who are you making moon cakes for?" ”

Not surprisingly, it was her white moonlight again.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is these few days, and it is estimated that Bai Chuwei thinks of the white moonlight again, and wants to make some mooncakes by hand to pay tribute.

Bai Chuwei's expression was a little strange: "Here you go." ”

Duan Feihan: "...... Can you change the filling? ”