"Busy?"
"No, on my way somewhere, got something going on," Xu Qingyan didn't overthink it and casually asked, "What's up?"
"There's a thing, Xiangnan Orange Platform has invited me to their cross-year party," Pei Muchan said calmly, "They want me to sing 'Blue and White Porcelain,' something with an ancient style."
"So, I'm seeking your authorization," she said.
Xu Qingyan was taken aback, "Uh... you called just to crack this not-so-cold joke with me? Authorization... you can handle that yourself."
Cough cough," she cleared her throat lightly, "Just letting you know, I might have to go to Xiangnan this month. Are you heading back to Xinghai this month?"
"Not sure, can't say now, might be different in a while," Xu Qingyan lowered his voice, "Ancient style... actually, I have other stuff stored up, do you want to consider those?"
On the other end of the line, Pei Muchan asked curiously.
"You have more? How do they compare to 'Blue and White Porcelain'?"