C308 Do you think we're idiots

Zhuang Diandian's goal was the second floor's ceiling, which was decorated with a huge fan! As long as she could throw the flour in the bag there, the wind and waves from the leaves would definitely disperse the flour in the air!

However, just as she was about to throw the bag with all her might, a red light appeared on her forehead.

Zhuang Diandian was startled