After digging out all the internal organs, pick up the fruit knife next to it, cut it into pieces, wash it, and throw it into the induction cooker next to it to cook.

It's done, and you'll be able to eat it in no time.

Pei Hong's eyes were about to pop out.

He may have found the wrong person......

How can a pair of hands that can write calligraphy and play the piano be so neat and neat to slaughter snakes......

However, Xia Weibao's face can't be wrong.

Pei Hong accepted Xia Weibao's contrast with difficulty and walked over.

The smile was very kind, "Hello Miss Xia, I am Pei Hong, director of the Folk Music Department of the Chinese Studies Association, and I am very happy to meet you." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Xia Weibao.

Xia Weibao looked at his wet hands, smiled awkwardly, washed them quickly, and then took a towel to dry them, and then shook them.

In my heart, I was recalling who Pei Hong was.

quickly turned out his information, and then thought of Yan Yuexian's phone call last night, Pei Hong wanted to see her.

The Association of Chinese Studies probably guessed his intention.

"Hello Senior Pei, do you have anything to do with me?"

"That's right, I heard that you can play the guqin."

"Yes."

Pei Hong's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited, "Is it Fuxi fingering?" ”

Xia Weibao raised his eyebrows, with a really like this expression, "That's right." ”

Pei Hong was even more excited, "Is it convenient to play a tune for me?" ”

"Sorry, it's not convenient."

Pei Hong, "......"

The excitement on his face froze instantly, why didn't he play his cards according to the routine, he refused so quickly, he didn't know how to answer.

The smile was embarrassing, "That's right, I want to invite you to join the Chinese Music Club of the Chinese Studies Association, and I need to test your level." ”

Xia Weibao smiled, "Don't try, I'm not interested in the Chinese Studies Association." ”

Pei Hong couldn't even maintain an embarrassed smile this time......

Why don't you think about it for a second, give me some face.

This is the first time he has invited someone to hit a wall.

Who didn't sharpen his head and want to squeeze into the Chinese Studies Association, but when he came to Xia Weibao, he was rejected, Pei Hong's face was a little ugly.

felt that Xia Weibao had lost face to him.

The queen mother is a transparent person, and when she saw his cold face, she guessed his thoughts.

said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Senior Pei, I'm not interested in the Association of Chinese Studies, it's not aimed at you, two people have already approached me before, if I really want to join, I would have agreed a long time ago." ”

After all, the other party is a person with status, so she naturally won't blow his face.

Pei Hong was even more depressed, this feeling was like the capital that he had always been proud of, but it was insignificant in the eyes of others, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

At this time, Xia Weibao's phone rang, it was Meng Songbai's call.

She smiled a little bitterly, these people from the Association of Chinese Studies are really persevering.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."

Xia Weibao nodded towards Pei Hong, and then connected the phone.

"Hey, Xiao Xia, how have you thought about it, are you interested in joining the calligraphy department?"

"No ......"

"Oh, that's right, I'll ask again tomorrow."

After speaking, he hung up the phone again, Xia Weibao couldn't cry or laugh.

She didn't deliberately avoid it, Meng Songbai's voice was loud again, and Pei Hong naturally heard it.

Suddenly there was a sense of crisis, this time it was really a robbery.

Pei Hong smiled like the grandfather next door, "Xiao Xia, our folk music club has many traditional musical instruments, there are all kinds of enthusiasts, and there are countless international resources, joining the folk music club is beneficial and harmless." ”