Suddenly, a figure appeared in Zhao Guangming's mind.
The little girl was wearing the same plaid skirt and school uniform as the rest of the students, standing in the rain with a transparent umbrella, like a fairy in the rain.
If I have to say, Zhao Guangming can trust that the little girl who gave him the umbrella before is like the person who wrote that psychic.
However, Zhao Guangming knew very well that people can't be good looking, so he looked at Bai Yinyin with a smile, "That's a good talk, I don't know what you think of Lingbai's body, classmate Bai?"
Spiritual body
Bai Yinyin has known calligraphy since elementary school, and of course also knows the legends in the history of calligraphy, with a somewhat excited tone: "I know, of course I know! Lingbai is the royal character of Xiyue Kingdom, and it has become the font of immortals by the people, and is chased after. Chongxue, but because of the state of Xiyue, the general who broke into the palace set fire to the library, and the font gradually disappeared."
"However, it is rumored that the manuscript of the first classical classic "Story of the Mountain Moon" two hundred years ago was written in Lingbai, but the manuscript disappeared later."
The only two surviving poems in Lingbai are now in the collection of the National Museum.
The more Zhao Guangming listened, the colder his heart became. Ordinary students know this!
How can it be possible to write a spirit white body by saying such words
Zhao Guangming wondered if he was looking for the wrong person, when Bai Yinyin's cell phone rang.
Seeing that the call was from Bai Guofu, Bai Yinyin hung up immediately with a cold face.
Zhao Guangming is almost certain that he has found the wrong person, so there is no need to continue communicating with Bai Yinyin. Seeing Bai Yinyin's move to hang up the phone, Zhao Guangming said: "Do you still have something to do, classmate Bai? No, let's get here first today."
Bai Yinyin smiled nonchalantly, and said indifferently, "Professor Zhao is fine, it's just a welcome party for my adopted daughter of the Bai family."
The adopted daughter of the Bai family
"Also read Henghua No. 1 Middle School?" Zhao Guangming's body trembled slightly with excitement.
Bai Yinyin screamed badly, why did she mention Bai Chuwei? Of course, she couldn't favor Bai Chuwei in front of Professor Zhao, so she deliberately said, "Yes, my grandfather found a relationship for her and got into the best Class 9. As a result, her grades were absurdly bad, and the Chinese exam papers were even more random."
Zhao Guangming's old face was extremely complicated, he really found the wrong person!
Bai Yinyin suddenly had an idea in her heart, and she asked tentatively, "Professor Zhao, it's getting late. Let me invite you to dinner. My family also likes calligraphy very much!"
Bai Yinyin looked at Zhao Guangming hesitated for a while and nodded, and there was a burst of ecstasy in her heart.
A glimmer of pride flashed across his eyes.
Isn't this welcome meeting specially held for Bai Chuwei? An adopted daughter does not have the self-consciousness of an adopted daughter!
If she takes Professor Zhao, Bai Chuwei will be embarrassed, and she can only be a foil for her!
The more Bai Yinyin thought about it, the more excited she became, and she was already singing Hallelujah in her heart.
The restaurant where Bai's family met today was Juxian Pavilion, a five-star restaurant in Haicheng, which was chosen by Baishang.
Bai Chuwei took the Bai family's private car to the outside of Juxian Pavilion. Through the window, she saw a group of people outside, and she could hear the group of people shouting Duan Xiuqi's name.
Bai Chuwei frowned, but she didn't expect to collide with Duan Xiuqi at the same place when she came to a dinner party.
The driver looked at the crowd outside with lingering fears, and whispered, "Duan Xiuqi has a lot of stubborn fans, as well as a lot of black fans. Miss Chuwei, let's bypass it."
With a flash of inspiration, Bai Chuwei suddenly showed a slightly sinister smile. She opened the window and ticked her green fingers towards the outside.
A roe-headed and rat-eyed man wearing a hat came over unconsciously, shocked that his legs didn't obey him.
Bai Chuwei said crisply: "Are you a black fan of Duan Xiuqi?"