A Girl and Her Best Friends Time Travel to Ancient Times

As Hua Wuyou put down her phone, her agent approached her.

"Old Hua, it seems like Han Yanzhao and the others are conducting auditions for trainees at the Dance Academy. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"Not interested."

Hua Wuyou was not wearing a mask or sunglasses. Her deep blue eyes and short, ash-blue hair complemented each other, making it hard to look away.

"Old Wan, do you think my popularity is still not enough? Are there still many people who don't know me?" Hua Wuyou suddenly asked.

"Well... it's impossible for everyone to know you. After all, not everyone is a fan. But your fame and influence are already quite high!"

"Then why... hasn't she come to see me?"

"Old Hua, don't take this the wrong way, but you said you knew her more than ten years ago when you were just a teenager. She's already in her twenties at that time, and now it's been over ten years, so she must be in her thirties at least. It's normal for her not to recognize you! People in their thirties might even be married and have children. Why would they still be chasing after celebrities?"

Hua Wuyou looked at Wan Xiang with an unfriendly gaze. "If you can't say anything helpful, then just keep quiet!"

Wan Xiang rolled his eyes. "But you were the one who asked me, right?"

He knew some things about Hua Wuyou. He had been her agent for many years, working together since her debut. Hua Wuyou's current achievements were also a result of their mutual efforts, and they got along like friends.

He knew that Hua Wuyou initially entered the entertainment industry because of a girl.

According to Hua Wuyou's description, it seemed like he had known that girl when he was twelve years old, and he used to tease Hua Wuyou for being mature early!

When Hua Wuyou met that girl, she was already in her twenties.

Now, after more than ten years, she must be in her thirties, and she might have already gotten married and had children. But Hua Wuyou still couldn't let go.

"Do you think I should act in a TV drama to increase my fame? There are quite a few directors asking me to act." 𝘧𝘳ℯ𝓮𝘸𝓮𝑏𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓁.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"But you didn't want to act before, and it's not that easy to act in a drama. You might receive a lot of criticism! Look at those idols who acted in TV dramas, they all got criticized, right? The reputation you've worked so hard to build up might be ruined because of acting!"

"It won't hurt to receive some criticism. You can find me a supporting role without any romantic scenes."

Wan Xiang looked at her and said, "Are you serious? With your popularity, you want to play a supporting role?"

"Of course. As long as it increases my fame, I don't care if it's the lead or a supporting role. Besides, the lead roles always have romantic scenes, and I don't like that." Hua Wuyou took a sip of water and said calmly, "Help me find a suitable one."

Wan Xiang couldn't help but scold her, "You... Why are you so stubborn about remaining chaste? Many people outside are spreading rumors that you like men, you know? How many times have I had to take the blame for you? As a straight guy, I've been rumored to have a relationship with you!"

Hua Wuyou glanced at him and smirked mischievously, "Well, you should consider yourself honored."

"Get lost! Honored, my foot!"

...

In the evening, inside the dormitory.

Xia Miaomiao sat at her desk and checked the results of today's interview on her computer. She had been selected.

She looked down at the jade whistle in her hand, lost in thought.

She had thought Hua Wuyou would come to the Dance Academy, and deep down, she was actually quite looking forward to it.

But now that he hadn't come, she felt a sense of disappointment.

Regardless of whether Hua Wuyou's rumored girlfriend online was real or not, now that she was in the entertainment industry, she would inevitably meet Hua Wuyou sooner or later.

Their relationship in the book would also have to come to an end eventually.

With these thoughts in mind, Xia Miaomiao instinctively placed the jade whistle near her lips.

Even if she blew this jade whistle, would Hua Wuyou come? And if he did come, what would be his motive? Would he come to reunite with her or to warn her not to reveal their past relationship?

If he didn't come... then what should she do?

A whistle sounded, startling Xia Miaomiao, and she immediately put the jade whistle back on the table.

With just one blow, her heart raced.

She immediately leaned on the table, frustrated, and patted her head.

Then she immediately lifted her head and thought, forget it, she had already blown it.

If Hua Wuyou personally told her that he had a girlfriend, she would definitely no longer disturb him!

...

At this moment, Hua Wuyou had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom.

The phone on the bed started ringing, and Hua Wuyou was about to reach for his phone when he suddenly saw the jade flute placed on the bedside table vibrating.

Hua Wuyou was taken aback, ignoring the phone, and immediately reached out for the jade flute. But as soon as he took it, the vibration of the jade flute disappeared.

A look of joy appeared on Hua Wuyou's face, but he waited for a while, and the jade flute didn't vibrate again.

Had Little Rabbit blown the jade whistle?

After more than ten years, did she finally remember to blow that jade whistle?

But why did she only blow it once?

Hua Wuyou picked up the jade flute and put it to his lips.

He closed his eyes, and a melodious flute sound resounded.

After a short while, he put down the jade whistle and slowly opened his eyes, his deep blue eyes carrying a hint of coldness.

Dance Academy?? Little Rabbit was actually at the Dance Academy??

Hua Wuyou seemed to have figured something out. Today, Han Yanzhao called him and said he had encountered someone who played the flute very well at the Dance Academy.

He immediately picked up his phone, ignoring the missed calls from Wan Xiang on it, and dialed Han Yanzhao's number.

The phone rang for a long time without anyone picking up, so Hua Wuyou called again.

It wasn't until the fourth call that Han Yanzhao answered the phone, and a complaining voice came through, "Old Hua, I'm exhausted today. Can't you let me sleep in peace?"

"You said you encountered someone who plays the flute at the Dance Academy, send me her resume!" Hua Wuyou said immediately.

"Come on, do you really need to call me so late for this? I'll send it to you tomorrow!" Han Yanzhao was about to hang up the phone.

"I'm telling you to send it to me now!" Hua Wuyou's voice grew louder. "Han Yanzhao, if you don't send it to me now, I'll come to your hotel and drag you out!"

"..."

Han Yanzhao was speechless and reluctantly got out of bed, grumbling.

"When I called you today, what was your attitude? I asked you to come, but you didn't. You're asking me for information in the middle of the night. Are you out of your mind?"

Han Yanzhao picked up a stack of resumes from the table and started flipping through them, yawning repeatedly.

"Han Yanzhao, you're only in your twenties, and you're already going to bed before midnight. Do you dare to call yourself a young person?" Hua Wuyou teased.

"I had interviews at the school all day today, and it was even more exhausting than training."

At that moment, Han Yanzhao happened to come across Xia Miaomiao's resume. He took a photo of it and sent it to Hua Wuyou.

"I've sent it to you on WeChat. It's not an urgent matter, so please don't call me again!" Han Yanzhao abruptly hung up the phone.

Hua Wuyou immediately opened WeChat and clicked on the picture sent by Han Yanzhao.

Familiar name and resume photo appeared before her eyes, and Hua Wuyou felt a flutter in her heart that couldn't calm down for a long time.

Little rabbit, you've finally shown up.

He looked at the resume and realized that Xia Miaomiao was actually a senior college student, only 22 years old.

He had been waiting here for over a decade, so why was Xia Miaomiao only 22?

Could it be that when they crossed over, they were also children? Then when did they come back?

Hua Wuyou looked at the contact number on the resume, about to dial the phone, but at the moment she was about to make the call, her hand stopped.

It's so late, the little rabbit should be asleep, right?

Forget it, he would go directly to the Dance Academy tomorrow and see her in person.