233 came to Beijing, gathered _2

Dean Jian put the notebook aside on the adjacent stand and suddenly remembered something, "Do you want to shoot some Jiangyin content?"

"Jiangyin..." Pu Xiaohan paused, the moment she saw those two paintings coming out of the elevator, a special idea had occurred to her.

Jiangyin was already a school with a rich history.

The two were talking.

Old Hu, who had just handed a bottle of milk to the only child on set, trembled at his hand. He could understand Bai Lian, after all, he had guessed Bai Lian's identity back then.

But—

Who was the girl that called Jian Zhongyou "Grandpa Jian" as soon as they met?

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the milk bottle, watching Pu Xiaohan's retreating figure.

Pu Xiaohan was pondering the possibilities for a new video when she turned around to see Old Hu and Jiang He each holding the top and the bottom half of a milk carton.

She was puzzled, was this a gesture of giving or not?