If I were you

After eating, everyone began to plan to make dumplings.

An Qing held the power of kneading and rolling the noodles with one hand, but luckily the stuffing had already been mixed, so she was waiting for everyone to do it.

To be honest, the dumplings made by Zhang Yixing can barely be seen. Lu Han and Huang Zitao are not as good as the other one. An Qing couldn't bear to look directly at them. She waved the rolling pin and started to talk about the essentials. The key is that the rolling pin is scary. , Huang Zitao kept hiding and hiding, because he was afraid that Wu Fan would throw the rolling pin if he didn't hold the rolling pin firmly with one hand. He wondered why Wu Fan suddenly became so interested in cooking, but unfortunately no one could give him the answer.

It has to be said that Lu Han's comprehension is really fast, and in just a moment, the fancy dumplings An Qing demonstrated before appeared in his palm.

"How is it, does it look good?" Lu Han asked triumphantly.

Huang Zitao poked his head around and saw that although the dumpling was a bit soft and shapeless, it was fancy at any rate, and his own, even the non-fancy ones were long, shrunken and ugly, at least remember to pinch them tightly, I don't know if it will open when it is cooked.

"Well, not bad, Master Lu." An Qing glanced at Lu Han and then at the dumplings, still full of surprise.

"By the way, Wu Fan, where did you learn it? It's unscientific." Lu Han carefully put the dumplings away, and then asked curiously.

"The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it." An Qing pretended to be deep and said.

Zhang Yixing couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud.

"Hey, there is adultery and there is adultery!" Lu Han hurried over: "What does Empress Xing know?"

Zhang Yixing pursed his lips and smiled, and replied solemnly: "I don't know anything."

Luhan gave Zhang Yixing a blank look: "Master Lu, I have a low IQ?"

"Not too low." Huang Zitao said without raising his head, "It's just a wrinkled face that looks cute."

Lu Han choked immediately, but An Qing and Zhang Yixing were laughing.

Unwillingly, Lu Han looked back and forth, and defended stubbornly, but he despised the Spring Festival Gala in his heart: "That's not me..."

"Isn't it just a sword in the knee?" Zhang Yixing said with a smile, "We understand."

An Qing sighed helplessly in her heart: [All of you are really netizens. 】

Taking advantage of the time when the dumplings were cooking, the three netizens in An Qing's eyes all took their mobile phones to check Weibo, Post Bar, Twitter, and Facebook. Before An Qing asked for news, she heard Luhan laughing on the other side. Lean forward and back together.

An Qing sighed, and changed the subject: "Zizilu, what's wrong with you."

"Wu Erfan, don't be in a hurry to despise me." Lu Han raised the apple in his hand and took a bite: "Show yourself in the sketch just now, my dear, it's actually a good thing done by your mortals! Look at the crooked neck, isn't this you?!"

An Qing was stunned for a long time but didn't understand it. It wasn't until Lu Han explained while laughing that she suddenly understood.

Immediately, An Qing was a little dumbfounded, the fans are too powerful, they actually used this method to send Wu Yifan to the Spring Festival Gala, isn't that just disappearing and not showing up for a few days?As for such an exaggeration?

On the contrary, Wu Fanruo thought for a long time before he said quietly: "These few days have indeed made them worry. They were so busy with my affairs and yours that they didn't have time to pay attention to them. They must be in a hurry, otherwise I'll send a personal report to everyone in a while..."

[Then you might as well wait until the New Year’s bell strikes before posting, it’s just after midnight, this is the earliest blessing in the new year. 】An Qing secretly gave Wu Fan some advice.

"It makes sense." Wu Fan thought that it was his turn at that time, and it would be more sincere to be able to send people in person than to ask An Qing to act as an agent.

When the dumplings were served, it was not far from the New Year's bell. Luhan watched Guo Degang's cross talk and almost lost his breath, especially when he choked on the dumplings while eating.

Compared to Lu Han, today's Wu Fan is really scared by Huang Zitao.

An Qing was better when she was watching the skit before, after all, she had already seen it once, and she could hold back some funny parts, but it happened that Guo Degang’s last cross talk, An Qing was eating dumplings so she didn’t like it, now it’s It was completely fresh, she laughed almost from the beginning to the end, Wu Fan almost cried in her ear, but he couldn't stop at all.

Zhang Yixing, the only person in the know, saw it as a farce. Although An Qing was in control of her body, on the surface it seemed that the person who laughed so hard was still Wu Fan. Zhang Yixing rarely saw Wu Fan laughing angrily for so long. Zhang Yixing naturally took out his mobile phone and clicked on the recording function for the once-in-a-century scene.

It wasn't until the cross talk ended that Lu Han and An Qing straightened their backs with the corners of their eyes pressed. Lu Han calmed down and looked back, only then did he notice that the most calm captain in the past actually laughed like him and burst into tears.

This is really unscientific!Lu Han was dazed again and again, he felt that his brain capacity was really not enough today.

"It's over, it's frightening us Hanhan, what should we do?" Wu Fan looked at the situation in front of him, and said to An Qing with extreme disgust.

【What else to do, Quandang doesn't know. 】An Qing rubbed her smiling face, and began to eat some cold dumplings: "Well, the temperature is just right."

The moment the New Year's bell rang, Zhang Yixing, Lu Han and Huang Zitao took out their mobile phones to call home, and Wu Fan had successfully taken over his body at this time. After logging in, everyone sent a happy new year to fans, and then called To mom on the other side of the ocean.

Staying in Wu Fan's body, listening to Wu Fan's gentle voice flowing warmly, An Qing inexplicably began to miss home.

I miss my father, I miss my mother.

If her final outcome is that her soul flies away, what should parents do?

It's really unfilial, An Qing sneered, she didn't know how to cherish when she was at home, now she regrets it, why didn't she spend more time with her family back then.

Mama Wu's voice was very gentle, she called Fanfan softly, exhorting each sentence, An Qing thought, if she was the one who called her mother, wouldn't her mother be like this?

Being able to keep in touch with her family is probably a luxury for her now.

An Qing closed her eyes, she tried to think of something else, she comforted herself, everything will be fine.

She would go back, even if it was to see her parents again.