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The auditorium uses the sound system of Jiangyin Conservatory of Music. The sound is full, transparent and mellow, and the superposition of various musical instruments is clear.

The vibration is full.

The enjoyment is no less than listening to a master-level music ensemble live.

So after the opening performance, even the second dance troupe that performed on stage seemed overshadowed.

Not to mention the instrumental solo at the end.

Too bland.

The barrage is still discussing.

[And the guzheng doesn't sound as good as the song Shangzhongshujiuri]

[Of course, this song is only sung by my sister Lu]

[Where did you put Jieshen and Jian? ]

[By the way, do you think the accompaniment of the opening dance is nice? I tried to identify the music for a long time but couldn't.]

[And the style... Who among you dares to tag Dean Jian? ]

[...]

The barrage of comments started to chat, and no one in the live broadcast room was listening to the last guzheng seriously. They started discussing the style of the opening song of Baishen, trying to find out where this g came from.

But within three hours, there were hundreds or even thousands of clips of Baishen's spear-playing music online, and tens of thousands of netizens still couldn't find the source of the music.

People who were watching the party were also whispering and discussing with each other.

The gap was too big. I thought if the opening was so exciting, the finale would definitely be more exciting. I didn't expect that it couldn't even match the opening g, and the whole evening started out in a slump.

Baishen is responsible for the explosion, while the others are responsible for walking low.

People who had finally managed to get seats in the front rows also left with their phones in hand. "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have changed my ticket. My 7 o'clock train is just right, so I'll leave after the show starts."

"Yeah, me too..."

"…"

Yan Zhiming and the people from the Finance Student Union were standing in the first two rows, and they could hear their whispers clearly.

Half of the audience had left before the finale was over.

Even some of Bai Shaoqi's fans felt that the finale was unsatisfactory.

The party opened with great fanfare and ended almost silently.

Everyone only remembered Jiangnan University, its School of Physics, and Bletilla striata, and they even made it to the hot searches. As for the School of Finance, which had been promoted hard from the beginning, few people mentioned it.

When I mention it, I feel that the subsequent programs are not exciting enough.

"President Bai," Yan Zhiming looked at Bai Shiming, "your student union program is so good, why didn't you tell us in advance?"

I told you earlier that I wouldn't have arranged for Baishen to leave so early.

Ye Jingxian thought about how they didn't even give the students from the School of Finance a few minutes of rehearsal last week, just to audition the new students. She smiled and said, "Minister Yan, we wanted to rehearse last week, but you didn't let us."

Yan Zhiming and others were speechless.

Who knows?

Next to them, Kong Wei and Yu Simin were packing their things. They thought that Bai Shaoqi's playing was actually quite nice, except that it didn't have the booming music of the opening dance.

Not to mention the visual effects, even the millions of Yan Lu fans feel that Yan Lu's spear is not as good as Bai Shi's.

"Tell me," Kong Wei put away the paper cups next to the first row and lowered his voice, "Tang Ming said that Bai Xi played the guzheng better than Bai Shaoqi. What would it be like for her to play the guzheng?"

Yu Simin picked up the kettle and said, "Don't tell me, I'm curious too."

It's just a pity that there is no chance this time.

**

Mountain and Sea Apartment.

Bai Mi was in the study room 303, with a piece of draft paper in her hand, doing the questions on the Jiangjing app.

The window was half open, and the breeze blew the small silver pendulum next to it.

The cell phone rang. It was Dean Jian.

Bai Su's fingertips were still pressing the manuscript paper. She lazily pressed the answer button and the speakerphone, and put the phone aside. "Dean Jian."

Lao Hu showed Dean Jian the video of Bai Shi that made her popular on the Internet. Bai Shi's popularity on the Internet tonight was no less than that of a first-tier star. Almost everyone's circle of friends and short videos were flooded with that last frozen smile.

"How is it?" Dean Jian raised his eyebrows. "Is the speaker I gave you useful?"

Bai Su wrote down a string of numbers. She washed off the shadows that the makeup artist had put on her. She sat on a chair, her face bare, and her hair was tied up again with a white jade hairpin. "What speakers?"

She asked calmly.

"Oh," Dean Jian recalled that she had been studying in the School of Physics day and night, oblivious to what was happening outside. "Jiang Daguan, we can borrow the speakers. It won't be a big problem. The effect should be good tonight. But have you... learned to spear?"

On the other side of the phone, Dean Jian was still in the office.

He leaned back in his chair, his cloudy eyes looking at the tablet on the table. The page on the tablet showed a slow cut of one shot.

Bai Shi's 4 minute and 28 second spear performance was edited into various shots, most of which were her final stills.

There were also the opening lights, and her comeback...

No matter which one is edited, each video has at least 200,000 likes, and the most popular one has millions of likes.

The clip that Dean Jian watched was the one where she made her final turn in the air and made a surprise attack.

The comments on this video are all "I finally understand what my sister Lu meant when she said she hasn't learned it yet. In comparison, my sister Lu is so weak."

Spear and zither.

Coincidentally, Bletilla striata can do it.

"I have learned it," Bai Xi was a little surprised, "You called me so late just to ask me this."

"Of course not. There is an international music exchange meeting in Jiangjing," Dean Jian said, "It will be attended by many talented people, all of whom are masters of musical instruments. You can come and find some inspiration then."

This was Dean Jian's unique way of urging her to write new music.

Bai Mi has to attend classes in the Tongfeng class every day, do the questions left by the professor, and help Wang Xu and others with the questions in the Boyuan class. In her free time, she also discusses ancient Chinese with Jian Zhe.

During the holidays, Dean Ma would call her to the laboratory. Her life was very fulfilling every day, but she had little time to go to the piano room.

"Okay." Bai Xiyou wrote down a line of formula and spoke absentmindedly.

"I have an old friend who I think will like you very much." Dean Jian heard her perfunctory yet serious tone and knew that she must be doing her homework. "Forget it, do your homework first."

He hung up the phone. Looking at the tablet again, Bai Shi played the guzheng and interpreted "The White-clothed Man" so well. This time, the horse spear became popular all over the Internet overnight. Dean Jian remembered that when he was in Xiangcheng before, Bai Shi was very familiar with the president of the Calligraphy Association.

His eldest nephew listens to Bai Shi very much.

Everyone in the Jian family knows Liang style. Although Dean Jian has not learned it very well, he knows it well.

He had seen Bai Shi's handwriting, which was very neat and had a unique style of official script. So, could she write in the Liang style?

If she could even do Liang Ti...

Dean Jian thought.

**

On the first day of the holiday, countless tourists came to Jiangjing for sightseeing.

The entrance to Jiangda University is packed with tourists. Although many people come to Jiangda University for tourism every year, no year is like this year, with the entrance to Jiangda University crowded with tourists early in the morning.

Jiangda University limits the number of visitors every day by appointment. These people can neither enter nor leave, so they just take pictures with their mobile phones at the gate of Jiangda University.

Those who could get in went first to the square, then to the auditorium to watch last night's performance, and finally to the School of Physics.

There are countless people coming to the School of Physics to check in.

The usually low-key School of Physics unexpectedly became popular in this way.

Dean Huang lives in the school house.

The people from the teaching department and the teacher who taught advanced mathematics lived next door to him, and they came to discuss this matter with him early in the morning. The flow of people was too large this time. Bai Shi was good at Chinese style music and traditional martial arts, and she was an excellent student at Jiangnan University, so her short videos were bringing her traffic.

It brought about a trend of "Jiang Da Feng" and "traditional martial arts".

All the major official departments wanted to find Baishen, but no one had Baishen's contact information, so they couldn't find anything. In the end, they all came to the Department of Physics.

"Why does the Wushu Association want to find her?" Dean Huang was reviewing the answers to the topology questions submitted by the Tongfeng class. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said, "Don't give them Bai's contact information. Don't give it to them. As for the majority of netizens..."

Dean Huang smiled and said, "I hope they can work hard and be admitted to our School of Physics as soon as possible, and study the same major as Bai Shi."

"Your physics department scores are already ridiculously high. Are they going to be even higher next year?" The advanced mathematics professor couldn't help but put down his teacup and said, "Please leave a few people for us."

Dean Huang didn't answer him and moved on to the next answer sheet.

Neat and beautiful handwriting.

He felt comfortable instantly.

Academician Ma is very busy, and it is rare for him to teach a class to the Tongfeng class every week. The remaining topics are corrected by Dean Huang, his disciple. If he encounters a good answer, he will give it to Academician Ma individually.

This is the answer sheet that Bai Shi and his colleagues submitted last week.

Dean Huang nodded. The handwriting was beautiful, but...something felt a little off.

The professor of advanced mathematics beside him also noticed this. He said, "Huh?" "Isn't this the answer sheet of our Boyuan class?"

"What Boyuan class?" Dean Huang's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly pushed the paper to the bottom. "This is the answer sheet of the Tongfeng class. You read it wrong."

The next one is still Bletilla's answer sheet, luckily this time it is a topology question.

"That is the logo of our Boyuan class." The advanced mathematics teacher put down his teacup, took the answer sheet from Dean Huang, and looked it over carefully.

He teaches advanced mathematics to freshmen in the School of Physics, but mathematics majors do not need to study advanced mathematics. He teaches real analysis in the Boyuan class.

This question was the same one he assigned last time, and he recognized it at a glance.

Dean Huang looked expressionlessly at the advanced mathematics teacher opposite him whose expression became increasingly brighter.

I was also complaining in my heart, what is Bai Shi doing, how come he still has time to do the questions for the Boyuan class? !

What kind of trick is this, little apprentice sister?

"I think..." The advanced mathematics professor held the test paper and looked at Dean Huang.

Dean Huang took back the test paper and raised his eyes: "Don't feel that way, be careful or my teacher will hit you."

Advanced Mathematics Professor: "...?"

**

Bai Xi didn't know that Tang Ming and Ning Xiao had finished reading the test paper and handed in both of her answers.

She has been in the spotlight these days, but her high school and college classmates are very nice. They didn't sell her WeChat account to anyone, and no one exposed her phone number.

Basically no one bothers her and Bai Su herself is very relaxed.

Of course, apart from the fact that Xu Zhiyue harassed her with messages on WeChat every day.

Xu Zhiyue: [[Ahhhhhhhhhh.jpg]]

Xu Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today? ]

Xu Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today? ]

Xu Zhiyue: [...]

She started to refresh Bai Shi's screen again.

Today is the 2nd, and the Xu family is holding a full-moon banquet for Xu En's child. The banquet is scheduled for noon.

Bai Xi had just returned from her morning run and gave her a sign, and Xu Zhiyue stopped.

Look down, the next one is from Ye Jingxian.

Ye Jingxian: [Schoolmate, where did your opening line come from? Many netizens want to know, and the student union's phone has been flooded with calls.]

Bai Jian: [temporarily edited, no name]

On the other side of the phone, Ye Jingxian was startled by Bai Xi's message and she sat up from her bed in the dormitory.

This music has such a great sense of rhythm that netizens have been arguing about it for a long time. It can be called a divine song, but it is actually a temporary arrangement?

Ye Jingxian looked at the student union group, thought for a moment, and then asked Bai Shi——

[Schoolmate, can you put this music online? Netizens are asking for the original song. ]

The student union has the audio sources from Bai Shi, and there are also live-recorded music on the Internet, but the quality of live recordings is always inferior.

This music has nothing to do with Bletilla striata. She took a screenshot and sent it to Dean Jian.

Dean Jian: [1]

Half an hour later, students from the School of Physics at Jiangnan University posted a microblog:

[The source of the music everyone is looking for, I asked my junior schoolmate, she said it was a temporary arrangement, no name, everyone just listen to it briefly. ]

Attachment——

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 Chapter 267 267 Do you want to go see the snow-capped mountains together? (Second update)

  Bai Qian was in Academician Ma's laboratory yesterday.

  Didn't go out today.

  After her morning run, she took a shower and changed her clothes. When Jiang Fuli came to find her, she was standing in front of her desk writing in big letters.

  In the study room, there are complete pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

  She wore a simple dark-colored blouse and a long white skirt. Her black silk stockings were held up by a white jade hairpin, and her long eyelashes were drooped. This traditional color always showed off her temperament.

  When she writes big characters seriously, she does not write in Guange style.

  It's a beam body.

  The horizontal strokes of pen and ink.

  Jiang Fuli looked down at what she had written, and there was only one sentence -

  the unity of knowledge and action.

  The school motto of Jiangnan University.

  Nowadays, the Calligraphers Association has a lot of explanations on Liang Ti, which emphasizes the three points of virtuality and reality, and penetrating wood.

  She always writes very casually, but her character is visible.

  "When are you leaving?" Jiang Fuli was wearing a white shirt and stood beside her with a casual expression, admiring the words she wrote. In the morning light, the outlines were extremely smooth.

  Bai Qian put down the pen and said, "Come on early. I won't eat after reading this. I have to go to Academician Ma's place."

  **

  Ji Mulan gave birth to a child, and the Xu family was very happy.

  Xu En has become famous in Yunxiao District in the past six months, especially with Director Chen here in the past two months, and his status has risen even more. Even the Xu family sent someone to congratulate him in advance.

  Xu En was also worried because he was running too high, so he didn't hold a big banquet this time and only invited close relatives and partners.

  The location is at Xu's house.

  Bai Qian and Ji Heng arrived early. When they arrived, Director Chen had already arrived. He and Xu En were also familiar with each other. Knowing that Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli would also come, they arranged the only Three-day-off.

  Ji Mulan was resting upstairs and didn't come down.

  The one holding the child was Mrs. Xu. When she saw Bai Qian and Ji Heng coming over, the smile on her face turned into a chrysanthemum.

  The one-month-old baby, even though it was born prematurely, has now grown some flesh, which is white and tender.

  Ji Heng held the big pipe as usual and didn't say anything. He just looked at the child and his expression softened a lot.

  Jiang Fuli stood next to Bai Zian, his phoenix eyes lowered lightly, looking at the child calmly. He was covered in air-conditioning. Old lady Xu wanted Bai Zian to take another look at the child, but Jiang Fuli , I didn't dare to get close.

  Mrs. Xu has been paying attention to Bai Zian's expression. Bai Zian has always been lazy, elegant and casual, and it is hard to tell what she is thinking.

  Mrs. Xu sighed, she hoped Bai Zian would like this child.

  Even if she doesn't like it, she hopes Bai Zian won't hate it.

  Xu Wenyao, Xu En and Bai Zian are not related by blood, and Bai Zian has never been included in the Xu family tree. This kind of relationship maintained by emotion is too weak.

  After all, it is not full term, the old lady thought as she handed the child to the nanny.

  Ask the nanny to take him to the nursery above.

  "Uncle Ji," Bureau Chen chatted with Ji Heng, "Let's go fishing tomorrow. I still have a day off."

  Ji Heng tapped the cigarette rod with his fingers and held Jiang He with his other hand. Bureau Chen was the new official for the third time. Light up the fire. They hadn't made an appointment to go fishing together for a long time. "Okay, I have fishing rods."

  "In the summer, let's go fishing somewhere else." Bureau Chen discussed.

  Xu En poured tea for the two of them. He had an elegant aura and said, "I can go anywhere. Let's go and chat in the back. Someone just gave me some tiger fish."

  After leaving Xiangcheng, Xu En didn't go fishing for a long time. .

  After being busy for so long, Xu got on the right track step by step, and Xu En also breathed a sigh of relief.

  The three of them are people who like fishing, and they all went back to admire the tiger fish that Xu En had just received.

  In the hall, Mrs. Xu took the crutches handed over by the housekeeper and looked at Ji Heng's back in surprise.

  I really didn't expect that the Ji family would actually know this kind of ornamental fish.

  **

  Bai Zian and Jiang Fuli did not go to see the tiger fish. Bai Zian was not keen on fishing.

  She and Jiang Fuli were looking after the children in the nanny's room upstairs.

  Xu Zhiyue was also upstairs, lying next to the cradle.

  The child's name has been chosen a long time ago, Xu Siqi.

  Si Qi Da Ren, the mother of King Wen.

  "The name is such a big name." Jiang Fuli held the phone, put his hands in his pockets, and casually commented on the child's name with his eyes lowered.

  The child in the cradle had already opened his eyes. Surprisingly, the child also had almond eyes, which looked a bit like Bai Qian. Jiang Fuli glanced over briefly, but now he didn't dislike him.

  "Let's go." Bai Qian glanced at Xu Siqi and said to Jiang Fuli.

  "Don't want to eat?" Xu Wenyao kept leaning at the door and did not disturb them. He came over when Bai Qian said he was leaving.

  Xu Zhiyue also raised her head, her eyes behind the lenses.

  "Well," Bai Qian stood up straight and walked downstairs, "I have something to do today, and Dean Huang is also looking for me."

  When he heard that it was Dean Huang, Xu Wenyao didn't force Bai Qian to stay, and he sent Bai Qian downstairs.

  After Bai Zian and Jiang Fuli went out, Xu Zhiyue was still lying on the iron fence, watching Bai Zian's car, and finally said her first words: "How can sister walk so fast."

  "When A Zian was here, you Don't speak." Xu Wenyao lowered his head slightly.

  Xu Zhiyue didn't let go of her hand, and she said, "I, I... didn't dare to say it."

  Now she regretted it.

  Xu Wenyao said he was helpless and went back to entertain some other relatives. Xu Zhiyue stood at the door for a while. When he was about to leave, he found a child squatting beside his legs.

  He was holding a Rubik's Cube in his hand, squatting next to it and turning it slowly.

  White T-shirt, overalls, with cabbage pockets sewn on both sides of the pants.

  Xu Zhiyue knew that this was the child who often followed Bai Qian. When she saw Jiang He not leaving, she thought Jiang He was spinning the Rubik's Cube, so she squatted opposite him and took the Matrix Rubik's Cube from Jiang He's hand.

  Help him recover.

  ten minutes later.

  Jiang He reached out expressionlessly to take back the Rubik's Cube in Xu Zhiyue's hand.

  With Xu Zhiyue doubting his identity as a god of learning, he restored the Rubik's Cube.

  Xu Zhiyue: "..."

  She took out her mobile phone and sent an exclamation mark to Bai Qian.

  **

  Mu Yining's temporary residence in Yunxiao District, she looked at Dong Xiaobai sitting on the sofa, "She and Dong Chuan?"

  Dong Chuan is the son of Dong Xiaobai's brother. The two got together because they knew Dong Xiaobai. Taking advantage of the National Day, Invite Ren Wanxuan to Dong's house.

  As luck would have it, it's also number two.

  The Dong family was a scholarly family, and Mu Yining never expected that the two of them would get together.

  "I just found out," Dong Xiaobai was also depressed, "She is going to Dong's house. You know my dad really appreciates her. It's not good if I don't go. I can only see your uncle another day."

  "Okay, then she I probably won't be able to go today." Mu Yining looked at her phone and saw that Xiaojie was waiting downstairs with Ji Shaojun.

  She took the gift box and bag and went downstairs.

  Dong Xiaobai sent her down, "Is the old man's health okay?"

    "He hasn't left the ancestral hall. The family doctor also said that his health is similar to that of the Chen family." Mu Yining walked into the elevator, "The medical summit is in Jiangjing. Several researchers from MTR and WMA will come, let's see then."

  Dong Xiaobai also sighed and sent Mu Yining to the car without asking any more questions.

  Today Xiaojie was driving the car. Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun were the only ones in the car. Mu Yining handed the gift box to Xiaojie and got into the passenger seat.

  The car drove to Mingfeng District.

  Most of the people in Mingfeng District were fringe families, and Xiaojie and Mu Yining didn't pay much attention to them.

  Eleven o'clock.

  The car arrived at the gate of the Xu family, a very ordinary villa area.

  Assistant Xu had been waiting at the iron gate early to greet Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing. He was a little stunned when he saw Mu Yining getting out of the driver's seat and wearing professional attire.

  Looking at Ji Shaojun, "Mr. Ji, this is..."

  Ji Shaojun briefly introduced Mu Yining.

  "Hello, Mr. Mu." Assistant Xu bent down and invited them in. "Mr., they are all watching the tiger fish in the back. Do you want to go to the back first?"

  "Okay." Ji Shaojun nodded to Assistant Xu.

  Shen Qing saw Jiang He squatting with Xu Zhiyue at a glance and went to find the two of them.

  Xiaojie followed Mu Yining, a little confused. No one from the Xu family came out to pick up Mu Yining and Ji Shaojun, and asked them to take the initiative to find them behind.

  Quite impressive.

  He thought to himself.

  Next to him, Ji Shaojun was talking to Mu Yining about some business matters.

  Beside the artificial pool in the backyard, Director Chen held a burning cigarette in his hand, pointed at a tiger fish swimming in the pool, tilted his head and said to Ji Heng, "This one is indeed in good condition."

  The smoke was a little lingering.

  Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ji Shaojun, and Director Chen raised his hand to him, "Brother Ji, you came just in time. I'm talking to Uncle Ji and the others about fishing tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow?"

  "You are free," Ji Shao Jun approached, said hello to Xu En, and introduced Mu Yining beside him, "I told you that the guest I brought here today is my cousin Mu Yining."

  Xu En had never met Mu Yining.

  But Director Chen had attended countless banquets at Chen's house, so he had naturally seen Mu Yining. He put out the ash in the ashtray next to him.

  She smiled politely at Mu Yining and was surprised: "Miss Mu, I didn't expect you to be Brother Ji's cousin."

  Bureau Chen knew her, and Mu Yining was naturally more familiar with Bureau Chen, a politician who has often made headlines in Yunxiao District recently. .

  A new star launched by the Chen family.

  Not to mention Mu Yining, there were countless people from the Xu family and the Chen family alone who wanted to take the opportunity to participate in the banquet related to Chen Yongkun.

  Mu Yining did not expect to see Bureau Chen in a place like Mingfeng District, so even she was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses: "Master Chen, I have long admired you."

  The two of them were too official.

  Ji Heng was still standing by the railing, looking down at the tiger fish, and occasionally turning his head to talk to Bureau Chen.

  Mu Yining stood nearby and was shocked. With Chen Yongkun's current status in the Chen family, he could compare with Chen Beixuan. How could he be so respectful to Ji Heng?

  Especially...

  Uncle Ji and Brother Ji at the same time?

  Mu Yining could naturally see that Bureau Chen respected Ji Heng from the bottom of his heart.

  The Mu family has declined and is now far inferior to the Chen family. How did Ji Heng know Chen Yongkun and how was he so polite to him?

  And Xu...

  Xu En, the upstart family in Yunxiao District.

  **

  Institute.

  In the conference room on the second floor, Dean Huang took out yesterday's answer sheet and handed it to Bai Zian, "Little...Bai Zian, why are you writing the test paper for Boyuan class?"

  Bai Zian lowered his head and saw that "100" was marked on it. point.

  "Ah, I'm sorry," she admitted her mistake, "I won't do it next time."

  Dean Huang still wanted to say something. He looked at Jiang Fuli next to Bai Qian, who had his hands in his pockets and a cold expression. He closed his mouth. Side words.

  Don't mess with the God of Wealth.

  Otherwise, the teacher will expel him from the school.

  The junior sister can't say that, the status of the junior junior sister among the teachers is definitely higher than him.

  After much thought, Dean Huang could only silently take Bai Qian to see the newly arrived quantum magnetometer.

  Jiang Fuli not only came today, but also brought a quantum magnetometer. Ming Dongheng could not enter the research room of the Academy of Sciences, so he escorted the instrument to the gate of the Academy of Sciences and stopped.

  Returning to Jiang Fuli, he handed Jiang Fuli a sealed document, "MTR's report."

  Jiang Fuli didn't bother to enter the quantum information laboratory. He pushed up his glasses and walked to the lounge next to him. He lowered his eyes to open the report, lowered his head and glanced at it. It was the blood test he sent.

  Ming Dongheng glanced at the shell.

  It's not English, nor French. Looking at this unfamiliar symbol, it should be Hebrew.

  Anyway, he Ming Dongheng never learned it.

  He stood beside Jiang Fuli quietly.

  Jiang Fuli was resentful of the fact that Academician Ma did not let Bai Qian go during the National Day. The researchers on Academician Ma's level were in trepidation all day long and did not dare to take a detour through the entrance to the lounge.

  At five o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Zian finally finished watching the quantum magnetometer.

  Academician Ma let her go.

  Jiang Fuli took the car keys and went to the parking lot with her.

  Bai Jian got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. He always looked casual and said, "You are very happy today."

  Jiang Fuli drove out. Today, people around Academician Ma wished they were eight hundred meters away from him. Ming Ming Dong Heng didn't dare to get too close to him. Only she could say something like this, "A little bit."

  The car slowly drove out of the institute. In the evening, gusts of wind blew against the co-pilot.

  It dilutes the cool smell in the car.

  Ji Heng was not in Shanhai Apartment today, and neither was Jiang He. Jiang Fuli took her to Kangyu Building for dinner. There was a small private room on the top floor. When she opened the window, she could see the bustling ancient city.

  The lights on the roof of the ancient city are flashing.

  Jiang Fuli talked to the manager about the dishes outside. When he opened the door again and came in, Bai Qian was lazily leaning against the window and looking at the neon lights downstairs.

  Her eyebrows were reflected softly by the soft light, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids. When she looked at the world, she finally did not put herself in the world, but finally landed on this land.

  The soil of my hometown is under my feet, and the most desperate thing is the time that I can't get back.

  "Why don't you come in?" Bai Zian clasped one hand on his chest and put the other hand on the window. He didn't look back and just leaned against the window lazily.

  The area downstairs was originally the imperial city.

  Jiang Fuli closed the door and walked beside her calmly, looking down at her hand on the window, "My parents died young, and I only have one aunt as a relative. I should still be working at the Dark Matter Research Institute in the future, semi-free. His body should be in relatively good health at the moment,"

  he said slowly.

  Outside the window, thousands of lights fell on Jiang Fuli's face. He looked at Bai Zian's eyes and sighed in a mutter: "I don't seem to have anything, but Bai Zian."

  "Yeah."

  Jiang Fu Li lowered his eyes to look at her, his slender and powerful palm fell on her waist, his hand was slightly cold, and his noble and cold face was blurred by the light. He put his glasses aside with his other hand, and he slightly He lowered his head and kissed his lips with some restraint, "I don't have a family, but do you still want to go see the snow-capped mountains with me?"

  　As you know, I'm not good at writing such dramas. I changed it again and again, Just let's see, I'll change it when I get up tomorrow... Tickets, my dears! Cast a monthly vote and Brother Jiang invites everyone to see the snow-capped mountains together! !

  (End of chapter)

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Chapter 268 269 Picked up for free, Lance's arrival! (Second update)  Every stage of life has its own meaning.

  Jiang Fuli has always had a clear plan for her life. It is true that she wants to show her the beautiful and mysterious side of the world, and it is also true that she wants to take her to see the snow-capped mountains.

  As the years passed, Jiang Fuli thought that he was not a person who liked to please others, but he could not hide it from her.

  He lowered his head slightly, slightly blocking the light coming from the side, making his silhouette look particularly cold. His facial features, which used to be deep and inhumane, now looked softer.

  Outside the window, someone was setting off fireworks, and rose-shaped fireworks bloomed in the sky.

  There were very few people setting off fireworks in this area, and the sudden explosion of fireworks caused a lot of exclamations from below.

  Bai Xian raised her head, her wrist was still resting on the window sill lazily, and she didn't seem to be very surprised. She had been in this world for more than a year, and Jiang He was the first friend she made in this world.

  Thinking back to that night, the moonlight was very beautiful, and she and Jiang He were waiting for his brother together. The first time they met, they called him by the wrong name. This memory was too deep, but she also thought about how she was always accompanied by this person. Around yourself.

  Together they walked through countless silent streets of Qingshui Street.

  But Jiang Fuli is indeed the kind of person who is not close to the fireworks of the world and stands in the clouds. Even He Wen fears him and respects him. He has always been proud to the point of arrogance, such a noble man.

  The fireworks outside the window were still rising, exploding in the air, and the light and fire were clearly extinguished in his eyes.

  Young Master Jiang, who had always been confident and calm, was not particularly confident at this time.

  The other hand was placed on her wrist outside the window. His fingers were always warm and cool, and the temperature on his fingertips was still clear and restrained.

  Bai Zian looked at him for a while, "Go and open the door, someone is outside."

  Jiang Fuli said "Oh", subconsciously let go, turned around and walked to the front to open the door.

  The food has arrived.

  The manager lowered his head and served the dishes respectfully. From this window, you could still see the last fireworks.

  He served the food and left quickly.

  There was also a pot of tea, a purple clay pot and a tea cup.

  Jiang Fuli stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea on the opposite side as usual. He bent down very calmly and put the teacup and teapot away. His shirt outlined a slightly powerful arc on his body.

  Bai Zian was still leaning against the window casually, with her hands folded, and her right hand still holding his glasses on the window sill. She was still in a very casual state. She watched Jiang Fuli pour tea and set the dishes.

  The bright yellow tea soup has an obvious orchid aroma the moment it is poured out.

  "Is there still a place for Lao Banzhang?" Bai Qian glanced at him and smiled.

  "Well," Jiang Fuli opened the silver carving covers on the silver plates one by one, his voice sounding as calm and steady as ever, "Jiang's stores have them all."

  "Which season do you think is the best to go there?" Bai Qian When I walked to the dining table, the fireworks outside had disappeared.

  Jiang Fuli didn't respond, "What?"

  "I said," Bai Zian sat opposite him, put his glasses aside, and raised his head slowly, "When are you going to take me there?"

  Jiang Fuli said The thoughts hidden in countless corners of Xiangcheng that Li sat in his original position and suppressed for so long were released today with the fireworks outside the window, and were responded to again.

  "Ah," he was still in a daze, "It's okay. When do you want to go?"

  Bai Qian picked up the teacup and took a slow sip of tea.

  Lao Ban Zhang, which is a little older, has a mellow tea aroma and a full taste of the tea soup. You can feel the strength of the tea soup as soon as you take it in. It is dense and mellow, with a sweet aftertaste.

  "Winter vacation," Bai Qian thought for a moment, "but that's not necessarily the case. There seems to be a summer camp during the winter vacation."

  When she spoke, Jiang Fuli finally realized what he was doing. He sat in his seat, blinked, and pressed his right hand on his right He stood up from the edge of the table, his sleeves rolled up slightly, and the veins on his cold white wrists could be seen slightly bulging. His calloused left hand gently rubbed her chin, and kissed her lips, he almost whispered. Said: "Okay."

  **

  After dinner, he returned to Shanhai Apartment.

  Pass by the affiliated middle school.

  At this time, even students in Jiangda Affiliated Middle School are on vacation.

  Zhang's mother opened a flower shop in the affiliated middle school. It was not closed at this time. It can be seen that the business was good. From time to time, delivery boys came to pick up flowers.

  Jiang Fuli parked the car on the side of the road.

  He has never liked romantic things. There is no difference between roses, roses or foxtail grass in his eyes.

  Zhang Ma also felt a little oppressed when facing Young Master Jiang. She asked, "Do you still want a rose?"

  Jiang Fuli nodded reservedly, holding the phone with his well-jointed fingers and scanning the WeChat code placed on Zhang Ma's counter.

  Take the flowers that are offered to you.

  Very fresh roses, unpackaged, with snow-white water droplets rolling on the wine glass-shaped petals, making the rouge-colored roses even redder.

  Jiang Fuli returned to the driver's seat and handed a rose to the person on the passenger seat.

  The Bluetooth in the car did not play boring academic papers today, but played guzheng music. It was the music of Dean Jian, who is a representative of elegance and enthusiasm.

  So does his music.

  Jiang Fuli tilted her head slightly. Bai Qian held a rose in her hand. The rose was placed casually against her cheek. Her other hand was slanted on the car window. Her restrained yet public face was just as described on the Internet. Just like that, when I was young, I beat the horse on the leaning bridge, and the whole building was full of red sleeves.

  Sure enough, the rose will only look good if it is held in that person's hand.

  **

  Residence of Ji Shaojun.

  Mu Yining sent Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing back. Today was too thrilling for her, so she was invited by Ji Shaojun to have a cup of tea.

  Shen Qing had nothing to say to the Mu family. She let Ji Shaojun talk to them while she walked to the balcony to collect her clothes.

  When Dong Xiaobai came back from seeing Ren Wanxuan off, Mu Yining happened to have not left yet.

  Ji Shaojun and Dong Xiaobai were both interested in art, so they stayed to have a cup of tea with Mu Yining.

  The tea soup is rich. Mu Yining cannot taste tea, but Dong Xiaobai can.

  He lowered his eyes and thought a little.

  This is not like the tea that the Mu family would give to Ji Shaojun.

  That's strange, I'd like to ask more.

  Shen Qing answered cautiously, "This is the tea Xiao Jiang brought."

    Xiao Jiang? Which?

  Dong Xiaobai still wanted to ask, but seeing Shen Qing's look, he stopped talking and talked about Ren Wanxuan with Mu Yining and Ji Shaojun.

  "Are you saying that the president of the calligraphy association wants to recruit her?" Mu Yining was surprised when she heard Dong Xiaobai's words.

  The Mu family doesn't study calligraphy much, but because of Dong Xiaobai, Mu Yining also knows that the Calligraphy Association is very strict in recruiting members. After all, the Calligraphy Association is controlled by Mr. Chen and the Jiang family, which is comparable to Dean Jian's status in the Chinese music world. .

  She didn't expect Ren Wanxuan to be able to join the calligraphy association.

  Ren Wanxuan looked at the stern Ji Shaojun and was not used to his attitude. She lowered her eyes and said, "Good luck."

  She knew that Bai Qian was also good at Liang Ti. She wondered if her calligraphy had improved this year.

  "There is a little bit of luck," Dong Xiaobai smiled. Ren Wanxuan's temperament is much different, and calligraphy also requires a certain amount of talent. Ren Wanxuan is not talented enough, but because of the relationship between the Dong family, the president of the calligraphy association is willing to give him some face. The calligraphy world is I really like Liang Ti. "My dad didn't learn Liang Ti himself, but he liked Wan Xuan quite a bit."

  There are many people in the Dong family who study calligraphy and painting, but not many serious people can learn Liang Ti.

  There is not even a single girl among them.

  There is no way, girls are born with weak wrist strength, and the only girl who is good at Liang Ti in Beijing is Xu Yajun, the disciple of the vice president.

  "The Chinese character "Axi" is also very beautiful." Shen Qing said suddenly while they were talking.

  Ji Shaojun actually heard from Ji Heng that Bai Pian practiced calligraphy by hanging Xuan Tie every day for a period of time last year, but Ji Shaojun saw that Bai Pian's calligraphy only had Guange style.

  Is the Ji family's genes so good?

  Dong Xiaobai looked at Shen Qing, "What she wrote is..."

  "What's it called?" Shen Qing heard from Tang Ming and others that because of the handwriting Bai Jian practiced, the students in their science class were disliked by the teacher every day and could not be found. Answer.

  "Guange style," Dong Xiaobai knew what it was as soon as he heard it, but he also lost some interest. "It's a bonus for girls to practice this calligraphy."

  He and Mu Yining didn't stay at Ji Shaojun's place.

  The two went out and got into the car together.

  Because Shen Qing mentioned Bai Qian, Dong Xiaobai asked a few more questions about Bai Qian.

  "The top scorer in the college entrance examination?" He was very surprised and sat upright from the passenger seat. "Then what did your old man say?"

  Mu Yining shook his head.

  Dong Xiaobai sat down again, "He won't come out even if he's the top scorer in the college entrance examination? But... your cousin's genes seem to be much better than yours. The top pick can hang a plaque and join the clan. It's a pity that I'm going back today. The Dong family, otherwise I can see your niece."

  Although he has never met her, he is a little curious about Bai Zian.

  Mu Yining felt strange when she said it: "You can't see her even if you go. She seems to have something to do today. It's hard for me to see her."

  "It's a seven-day National Day holiday. No matter how inhumane a company is, it's time for a holiday. She just took the college entrance examination." Are you still a student? What's going on?"

  Mu Yining didn't know what it was.

  Ren Wanxuan can see through Ji Shaojun's two nieces at a glance, but Bai Qian is always unpredictable.

  **

  The seven-day National Day holiday sounds like a lot, but it disappears in a blink of an eye.

  Many people wake up on the morning of the eighth day, wishing they could have a time machine in their hands. With one click, they can return to the first day of vacation and start over.

  In the same class, Tang Mingzai raised his hands and swore, "It's true, after I copied it, I put it in the book. Brother Ding must have handed it in accidentally."

  Ding Wenyang had just arrived at the class and was so big. A pot was placed on his forehead.

  The rest of the class were discussing something with each other. A group of people gathered around Gao Yuan. From time to time there were exclamations, "1.3 million points? What about you, Wang Xin, how many points do you have?" "

  Just a hundred."

  "Yes. " Quite a few," the person next to Gao Yuan said, "You must be among those who took the midterm test."

  Ding Wenyang sat beside Tang Ming in confusion, listening to their conversation, and also remembered asking Tang Ming, "What are the scores on your app?" " How much?"

  "What's the score?" Tang Ming rolled his eyes and changed the topic of teasing Ding Wenyang. He put his hand on Ding Wenyang's shoulder, "Tell me about it."

  "App of the preparation camp, you. " Don't you know, in many of our subsequent group competitions, the remaining spots will be determined by the overall score, and I now have 900,000 points." Ding Wenyang said he was quite proud of his score.

  The test bank for newcomers is only for one year. In the future, if you want to get points, you can only do the challenge test bank.

  Parts per million are a watershed.

  A total of eight million points can lead to the top twenty, and a total of nine million points can lead to the top five.

  Forty before seven million, eighty before six million.

  ...

  the first thousand out of a million.

  900,000 is now considered the top 3,000. Above this is the gathering of geniuses from all over the country in the past twenty years. More than 10,000 registrants have reached the top 3,000 in one year. Ding Wenyang is also rarely contented.

  "You are so awesome." Tang Ming praised sincerely.

  "It's okay. If you don't know anything then, you can ask me." Ding Wenyang felt a little overwhelmed by the praise, and suddenly he saw Bai Qian sitting next to him.

  She was sitting lazily. It rained after the National Day and the weather in Jiangjing became cold. She wore a sky blue satin jacket, her hair was pulled back lightly, and she was reading a paper.

  wrong.

  Ding Wenyang was suddenly excited. He took out his mobile phone, opened the blue app, and searched for "白芹".

  Not found.

  Very strange.

  Ding Wenyang took his cell phone again and randomly searched for Tang Ming's name. This time he found it quickly.

  [Account name: Tang Ming

  Points this month: 58741

  Total points: 1987449

  Number of followers: 5

  Number of fans: 2]

  Ding Wenyang stopped at this page for a long time, paused with his finger here, then came back to his senses, and went to search with trembling fingers Ning Xiao.

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Chapter 269 270 The unique ruler of the Jiang family, Dean Jian's  The campus network speed is average, but Ding Wenyang refreshed it quickly.

  [Account name: Ning Xiao

  Points this month: 0

  Total points: 2717458

  Number of followers: 2

  Number of fans: 3]

  Total points: 2717458

  Nearly three million, how arrogant, Ding Wenyang thought.

  The preparation bell rang, and Ding Wenyang came to his senses. He said "ah" and went to poke Tang Ming.

  "This is the god of learning. It's okay." Tang Ming shrugged. Last night, he was told by Jiang Fuli that his hind legs were too big.

  Ding Wenyang: "..."

  Are these people really from Xiangcheng?

  His eyes moved to Bai Zian next to him, who still held the original text in his hand.

  This morning was a morning of mechanics, and the professor had already come in with a USB flash drive. In the past, Ding Wenyang was among those who listened carefully to the lectures, but today he was a little dazed.

  The phone is still on the Ningxiao app page.

  Ning Xiao, who was aloof, rarely spoke to others except for what Bai Qian said. Ding Wenyang came back to his senses and suddenly remembered something. He clicked on his follow list, and there were only two followers——

  [L

  Bai Pick Up]

  It's normal, app There is no one on the app who doesn't pay attention to the arrogant No. 1, but this pick-up god who came out this year...

  There is news about him every day on the app. Even Ding Wenyang has discussed it with other people, guessing who this person is. A newcomer to the laboratory.

  But now, Ding Wenyang opened his WeChat, found Bai Zian's name and clicked on it to see her WeChat name -

  Bai Jian.

  When he first added Bai Zian to WeChat, he thought that Bai Zian was also a fan of the other party, but now it seems that Ning Xiao's score is close to 3 million.

  Of the three of them, it goes without saying who takes the center stage. Bai Qian will never be lower than Ning Xiao. Calculating the time, when Picking God suddenly appeared, it was about the same time as the new student joined the app.

  Ding Wenyang tried to calm himself.

  But it wasn't too peaceful either.

  When eating with Bai Zian's rice card at noon, Ding Wenyang couldn't help but look at Bai Zian and Ning Xiao, especially Bai Zian.

  "Brother, are you secretly in love with them? Do you keep watching?" Tang Ming sat next to Ding Wenyang, crossed his legs, and told him: "Just forget you have a crush on Ning Xiao, Sister Qian, please don't have any ideas about her. "

  Ding Wenyang: "...What are you thinking about?"

  "Oh, just reminding you," Tang Ming shrugged, "There are too many people confessing to Sister Xian on the confession wall every day."

  **

  Even if the National Day is over, The enthusiasm for Bai Zian in the school has not diminished either.

  The BGM posted by the Student Union of the School of Physics on the Internet has been discussed again and again by major netizens. The style is the same as Yan Lu's royal arranger Jian, but the name is also a simple "Jian".

  It has also become quite popular in the past two days and has become a special BGM for major video editing.

  Someone has already uploaded it to major music app software.

  Bai Qian went back to the dormitory at night. The other three people in the dormitory had finished washing, and Xu Qian was sitting in her seat reading a book.

  Yu Simin was on the balcony making phone calls to people from the association. She was in the external liaison department of the student union and joined the College Student Entrepreneurship Association. She was still participating in club activities and was as busy as Bai Jian.

  Only Kong Wei, among the few people in the dormitory, looked a little like an ordinary college student.

  As soon as Bai Zian came back, she put down the tablet in her hand, put down her legs, stood up and walked to Bai Zian, "Classmate A Zian."

  "Say." Bai Zian put the book on the table, opened the closet to get towels and Clothes for bathing.

  "Do you want to create a Weibo account? Or a video account," Kong Wei asked her, "Many people are looking for you online. You know you are as popular as a second-tier star."

  "No," Bai Qian went to the bathroom. Let's go and explain to Kong Wei gently, "I don't have time."

  "Okay," Kong Wei felt a little pity. Someone else might have signed a contract with a live broadcast company now. She followed Bai Qian to the bathroom, "And you The BGM sent to Senior Sister Ye, many people on the Internet said it was very similar to the style of Yan Lu's royal arranger. "

  "Yes," Bai Qian stopped at the door of the bathroom, leaning against the door frame lazily, waiting for her to finish speaking before she was in a hurry. Slowly raising the bath towel in her hand, her delicate eyebrows raised: "I want to take a bath, do you want to come in with me?"

  Kong Wei blushed a little, and she took a step back.

  Bai Xian closed the door and took a shower.

  Behind him, Bai Zian's cell phone on the table rang. It was a WeChat voice. Kong Wei glanced at it and saw a WeChat call from Lance.

  The avatar in the middle looks like a foreigner.

  Foreigners like to use their own photos as avatars.

  Bai Zian came out of the shower. She was wearing pajamas and was wiping her hair with a towel in one hand.

  Kong Wei sat back in his chair and reminded her, "Lance just sent you a WeChat voice message."

  Bai Zian lowered his head and picked up the phone, walked to the balcony and called Lance back.

  On the other side of the phone, Lance was still wearing the dark blue robe Ji Heng made for him. He nodded to the official receptionist, then took the phone and said in Chinese as bad as ever: "Hi, Bai, I'm here, I'll go find him." Mud."

  Reims has a summit in mid-month.

  "I'm at school," Bai Zian leaned half against the balcony, wiping his hair slowly, "Are you looking for my grandpa?"

  "Yes."

  Bai Zian hung up the phone and sent Lance the address of Shanhai Apartment.

  After thinking about it, he sent another WeChat message to Ji Heng, telling him that Lance would be there in the evening.

  **

  Friday.

  Jiangjing private residential area, cemetery.

    It had just rained, it was almost autumn, and the sky seemed to have been washed.

  This is a tomb of joint burials.

  The woman bent down and put down the chrysanthemum in her hand, wiped the picture of the woman on the tombstone with the handkerchief, and talked some more before going down the stairs.

  Under the stairs, Jiang Fuli was wearing a black windbreaker, with one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker. The windbreaker made him look extremely slender, and his eyebrows were like the washed sky, cold and calm.

  He doesn't look gentle and has a strong aura around him.

  Ming Dongheng held a long-handled black umbrella and stood one meter away.

  "I heard Yan Yan say it," Gao Shu was wearing a cheongsam. She is the deputy director of the National Theater and holds a high position. She went abroad with the theater some time ago for foreign exchanges. She has just returned to China and has an elegant temperament. " I didn't bring any gifts when I came back. I bought her a hairpin. I don't know if she likes it. "

  She is not tall and has a gentle temperament.

  I have seen the photos sent by Gao Yan.

  Jiang Fuli walked down the stairs with her. Hearing this, his voice was cold and cold, "You exchange for a gift."

  He didn't explain why.

  Gao Shu was slightly surprised. She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Fuli. After a while, she smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll discuss it with Yanyan again, but when do you plan to take me to see her?"

  "She's busy." Jiang Fuli The figure is upright and the face is like jade.

  Always keep your words concise and to the point, no matter who you are.

  The two walked through several small roads and arrived at the Jiang family's old house.

  The Jiang family was so big that Gao Shu didn't know which way to go, so she went out with Jiang Fuli.

  Outside the door, two people's cars were parked.

  Jiang Fuli's black car was also parked quietly, with the letters beginning with Jiang AG6.

  Gao Shu's car had the license plate of Jiang AG9.

  Ming Dongheng took the car key and opened the back seat door. In Gao Yan's car, a man and a woman also got out of the car. The girl, with a pretty face, greeted Gao Shu politely, "Aunt Gao." "

  Shuhe," Gao Shu smiled at her and said, "You and Xiaojiu wait a minute, I'll be there soon." Jiang Fuli

  didn't say hello to the others. He only nodded slightly to Gao Shu, then bent down and got into the car, wearing a black windbreaker. Covered with frost.

  Gao Shu was not surprised, because she was his aunt and he was already polite to her.

  The black car drove away. In the car next to it, the man in the driver's seat lowered the window and said, "Mom."

  "What did you tell Shuhe?" Gao Shu sat in the back and watched Li Jiu driving in front, "Your teacher has something to do today." Is there time? Mom invites him to a meal."

  Gao Shu did not go into the scientific research field like the Gao family. Her son Li Jiu was also in the theater and learning guzheng.

  Liu Shuhe was sitting in the passenger seat and explained to Gao Shu, "Auntie, my teacher is not free today. He seems to have gone... to drink fish soup."

  "Drinking fish soup?" Gao Shu didn't quite understand for a moment.

  What delicious private restaurant opened in Jiangjing this year that is as famous as Qingxinlou's desserts?

  The car drives outside.

  Soon she saw the car waiting at the red light. The Gao family was in Xingjiang District. Gao Shu glanced at Jiang Fuli's car. It was going to Jiangjing Avenue, to Chang'an District?

  **

  Mujia Branch, Ji Shaojun planned to go to Shanhai Apartment as soon as he got off work.

  Shen Qing passed there in the morning.

  Mu Yining and Dong Xiaobai happened to come here to check out business. When they saw Ji Shaojun, they stopped and chatted for a few words: "We are going to invest 80 million in Mr. Xu's private equity. Shao Jun, go and communicate with him."

  Last National Day . After that, the Mu family and the Xu family continued to cooperate.

  Xu En has a good vision. Not only can he find fundraisers for private equity, but he can also find people for subsequent investments. He relies on the big trees of the Federation of Industry and Commerce and the Chen family.

  "Okay." Ji Shaojun held the briefcase and looked down at the time.

  Mu Yining looked at his anxious movements and thought, "Going to the mountains and seas?"

  "Yes," Ji Shaojun nodded and talked to Mu Yining, "My dad and Mr. Jian caught fish, and there is fresh fish soup with them. Fish head hot pot, do you want to go together? "

  Mr. Jian?"

  This is another new one.

  Mu Yining was a little regretful and shook her head, "I'm going to the State Guesthouse. Say hello to my uncle and the others for me."

  Several researchers from MTR came, and she and the housekeeper went to make an appointment with them first.

  Dong Xiaobai didn't like eating fish head hot pot very much, "I'll go to the State Guesthouse with Yi Ning."

  Ji Shaojun nodded, and it was still Xiaojie who saw Ji Shaojun off.

  There was a traffic jam in Jiangjing at this point. Xiaojie was patient and explained the reason to Ji Shaojun in the car, "The master is not in good health. The lady wants to take advantage of this medical summit to contact foreign doctors. MTR has many special medicines, so she I didn't go together."

  However, there will definitely be many families inviting people like MTR to this summit, and Mu Yining may not be able to make an appointment.

  "Is he in bad health?" Ji Shaojun was slightly silent, remembering that this old man was a few years younger than Ji Heng.

  Xiaojie shook his head. He had been simmering in his heart for many years. How could his body get better?

  Passing by a small supermarket, Ji Shaojun asked Xiaojie to stop the car and buy a bottle of soy sauce.

  Arriving at Shanhai Apartment, Ji Shaojun thought of Mu Xianguang and Ji Heng and seemed slightly silent. Xiaojie followed him, and the door of 103 was closed.

  Xiaojie reached out and pressed the doorbell.

  The door was soon opened. It was an old man with green eyes wearing a shirt covered with sunflower flowers. His eyes fell on Ji Shaojun and he said, "Why are you back with mocai? Where is the soy sauce?" After

  not seeing each other for a long time, Lan Why is Mr. Si's Chinese so backward?

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  Ji Shaojun to come in with soy sauce, and Bureau Chen's voice came out from the kitchen, asking Ji Shaojun to give him the soy sauce quickly.

  Lance didn't understand Chinese food, so he went to watch Dean Jian and Ji Heng play chess.

  A less elegant game of Go is still backgammon.

  The two of them were pretty evenly matched, and after playing most of the backgammon board, there was still no winner.

  Xiaojie didn't know Dean Jian and Lance, and it was the first time he met them. However, he heard Director Chen's voice cooking in the kitchen. He came in cautiously and left after saying hello to Ji Heng.

  He walked out and when he passed the door, he saw two suit jackets hanging on the wooden hangers.

  There is also a blue guest pass next to it.

  Xiaojie gently closed the door and went out. Before closing the door, he saw the top row of words on the blue guest card and the badge -

  "X4 Annual Global Medical Summit"

  . The door was closed, and Xiaojie stood outside and suddenly reacted.

  Isn't this a medical summit that has been particularly popular in Jiangjing recently?

  This year's summit will be held in Jiangjing, so Jiangjing has gathered a large number of foreign visitors since the National Day. The medical summit is a gathering of elites, and many family members of patients have taken this opportunity to make appointments.

  Neither the Ji family nor the Mu family are practicing medicine, which is a bit strange.

  He walked out, and as soon as he exited the gate of Building 5, he saw Xu En carrying two jars of wine, either the whiskey that top clubs like to drink, or two jars of old wine sealed with red cloth.

  Xiaojie already knew that this Xu En was the upstart in Yunxiao District this year, so he gave way, "Mr. Xu."

  Mu Yining spent 80 million to play with Xu En's private equity, which was not much, but it was still She expressed Mu Yining's position. Xu En is engaged in hotel catering. This time he is engaged in private equity. Although he is familiar with Director Chen, there are many people who are not optimistic about him. Mu Yining is currently the one with the highest investment. .

  The name of the fund is also very interesting, Little Grape.

  A small fund stock that has just started to go public.

  Xu En greeted Xiaojie kindly.

  **

  Jiang Da.

  Today is still the bi-weekly literature report.

  It was still Bai Qian who was standing on the stage to explain, but this time the main body of the literature report was written by Ning Xiao and Ding Wenyang. It did not get an A, only a B+, but it was enough to make Ding Wenyang and others excited. They The best prediction before was no more than B.

  Every literature report of the same peak class is made public, and students from other majors are not restricted from watching.

  There were more people watching today than last time, and students from other majors also sat in the empty seats.

  At 8:30 p.m., the report ended and Bai Qian and his group left.

  On the road to the left of the entrance to the lecture hall, Jiang Fuli had been waiting here ten minutes in advance. The west gate of Jiangda was closer to Shanhai Apartment. He didn't drive and walked here by himself.

  Another autumn rain fell in the evening, the air was humid, and the vegetation on the roadside was covered with water droplets. The road was not dry yet, and occasionally there was a small puddle of water, which reflected the shining waves of the street lamps.

  The atmosphere in the school is always quiet and harmonious.

  Jiang Fuli stood lazily on the roadside, looking at the gate in the distance. When he was about to take out his mobile phone, a group of students poured out of the gate.

  He stood up slightly, and Bai Zian's figure soon appeared.

  The weather has gotten cooler, so she wore a beige sweatshirt today. The sweatshirt was a bit long, with two red decorative buttons on the collar, and a circle of red slits on the cuffs.

  The hem of the clothes is irregularly spliced ​​and hangs down lazily, which undoubtedly highlights her lazy and gentle temperament.

  Many girls are attracted to her sweatshirt.

  While striking up a conversation, I asked for the sweatshirt link.

  Bai Zian stopped, lowered her eyes and patiently explained to them that this was a modified version by her grandfather and there was no link.

  Jiang Fuli was standing not far away, patiently waiting for her. The girl's face under the street lamp was incredibly beautiful and gentle. There were people coming and going on the road at the door of the lecture hall, and her figure was reflected in the lamp behind.

  Tang Ming and Ning Xiao did not dare to go with Bai Qian, so they took Ding Wenyang and others to the cafeteria.

  "It's a bit cold today, why don't you just wear one?" When Bai Qian came closer, Jiang Fuli took the computer from her hand, took her right hand with his other hand, slowly passed his fingers through her fingers, and held her hand. tight.

  "I'm not cold." He put on an extra coat, but his fingertips were actually colder than hers. Bai Qian tilted his head and said unhurriedly, "Mr. Jiang, wear more clothes. There's been a cold recently, so be careful."

  Jiang Fuli was a little depressed, so he changed the subject, "My aunt is back."

  He introduced him last time that he only had one relative, and that was his aunt.

  Bai Xian said "hmm" and was still waiting for his next words. Jiang Fuli did not say any more and only gave Bai Xian a conclusion, "I'm just telling you, it doesn't matter to anyone else."

  Young Master Jiang is unique in the Jiang family. As the ruler, he has never put other people on his agenda, and mentioning these is just to change the subject.

  After all, the current second-in-command Jiang Xijuan has never met Bai Zian himself.

  **

  The two of them walked all the way to Shanhai Apartment.

  The street lights were off, and there were many people outside at this point. A few people recognized Bai Qian on the way, but they didn't dare to strike up a conversation because of the man beside her who needed courage just to look at her.

  The two of them returned to 303. Ning Xiao and Tang Ming had already returned early and were reading Zhang Shize's papers.

  Lu Xiaohan is downstairs 103.

  Bai Xian went to pick up the fish soup that Shen Qing left for them. Jiang Fuli reached out and pushed open the study door, put down Bai Xian's computer, and helped her print out the documents. The machine was beeping. He looked outside the door and suddenly There is a strange feeling of tranquility over time.

  103.

  When Bai Qian came down, Dean Jian Lance, Director Chen and Ji Heng were rubbing numb in the hall downstairs.

  Xu En and Ji Shaojun stood behind Lance, instructing him to play mahjong.

  This group of people were all smoking, and even though the glass door in the yard was open, the smell of smoke was still very heavy.

  Shen Qing brought the soup out to Bai Qian and urged her to hurry up.

  Dean Jian put down his cigarette and took a rare break. When he saw Bai Qian, he raised his head and said, "At six o'clock the day after tomorrow, I will ask Lao Hu to pick you up."

  He was talking about the music exchange meeting.

  Bai Zian was already standing at the door. Hearing this, he gave him an "OK" gesture.

  Lu Xiaohan, who was asking Xu En questions, saw Bai Qian coming back and went upstairs with her.

  After both of them went up, Xu En had the opportunity to chat with Ji Shaojun, "I heard that Mr. Mu wants to help you and Mulan and the others organize a ceremony to return to the clan?"

  Ji Mulan is still recuperating. She has suffered a heavy bleeding and is not in good health. The Mu family Ji Mulan has not been notified yet, but based on Xu En and Ji Shaojun's understanding, she will definitely agree to hold this ceremony.

  Speaking of which, Xu En was also surprised to learn that Ji Mulan was a member of the Mu family.

  Although the Mu family is now in decline, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The hundreds of years of family inheritance alone are beyond their reach. The Mu family's inheritance is similar to that of the direct line of the Xu family.

  A truly wealthy family.

  "Take out the second tube," Ji Shaojun stood behind Lance, directing him to take out the second tube, and then answered Xu En, "Our household registrations have all been moved in. Aji's household registration is still with my father, and she won't move. When will you contact my cousin and move Mulan's household registration?"

  Bai Qian's household registration is on Ji Heng's lonely household registration.

  Mrs. Xu and Mu Yining were both very greedy, but neither dared to move.

  As for Ji Mulan, everyone present knew her very well, and she would never hide her utilitarianism.

  Everyone may not want to move this household registration, but Ji Mulan will not refuse to move.

  "Is there a set time?" Xu En sighed after listening to Ji Shaojun's words. Who would have known that the Ji family, who backs Xiangcheng, is actually a descendant of the Mu family in Jiangjing.

  As soon as the news came out, Jiang Jing was afraid that there would be excitement. Xu En thought, and couldn't help but think of the Bai family in Beicheng. I wonder what the Bai family thought when they knew about this matter.

  Ji Shaojun said calmly, "At the end of the month."

  It was originally at the beginning of the month, but because of Ji Mulan's appearance, the Mu family moved the ceremony back to give Ji Mulan time to recover.

  **

  When Jiang Fuli finished printing, Bai Qian had already come up from downstairs.

  Lu Xiaohan was talking excitedly about "Little Grape" to Tang Ming.

  Jiang Fuli glanced at Lu Xiaohan one more time.

    Lu Xiaohan also knew Mr. Jiang's mentality very well, and whispered to Jiang Fuli about the "Little Grape" fund incident.

  She doesn't study finance, and she just asked Xu En about private equity funds downstairs.

  "Little Grape?" Jiang Fuli leaned slightly on the back of the sofa, pressing his knuckled hands on the armrests of the sofa with an elegant and leisurely posture. He looked at Bai Qian who was sitting on the living room table and picked up a pen to write an answer to Zhang Shize.

  Stand up straight and walk downstairs, very graceful.

  There are thresholds for private equity.

  Once the Little Grape Fund was launched, some big players were in a wait-and-see mode, while others were already looking for ways to get involved.

  Naturally, the same goes for the Yin family. On weekends, Song Min returned to the Yin family to discuss the matter with Mr. Yin.

  Next to them, Bai Shaoqi and Mrs. Song were talking about the music exchange meeting.

  "Professor Jia wants to take you to a music exchange meeting?" Professor Jia valued Bai Shaoqi so much, and Mrs. Song could predict it. After all, the Bai family and the Song family spent a lot of money on Professor Jia.

  "On Sunday, Dean Jian and the principal of Jiangyin are going," Bai Shaoqi put down her tea cup, "Auntie, will you come with me?"

  This kind of large-scale music exchange meeting is attended by people in the circle, and Mrs. Song will naturally not miss it.

  After the two chatted, Song Min also finished talking to Mr. Yin about the private placement.

  Song Min and Bai Shaoqi went upstairs, and Mr. Yin looked at Mrs. Song. Hearing her talk about the music exchange meeting, he couldn't help but said: "You have no contact with this Dean Jian? I heard that Private Equity has some relationship with the Chen family, he should know Some inside information."

  "No." Mrs. Song shook her head, "Forget it, Dean Jian... is not that easy to approach."

  She has been in Jiangjing for so long and already knows the situation here.

  "Yes." Mr. Yin nodded.

  **

  Sunday.

  Jiangjing's large-scale music exchange meeting and the medical summit will end in two days. This music exchange meeting is coming again. Jiangjing has been really busy in the past month.

  six thirty.

  Lao Hu's car was parked at the Jiangjing Music Exchange Conference.

  Bai Jian got out of the car and went in with her mobile phone and the invitation letter given to her by Lao Hu. She was answering Sister Xin's call. Sister Xin was asking if she had time. Mei Yi happened to be in Jiangjing during this time and was thinking about it with Wan Qiushan. Invite her to dinner.

  Bai Zian handed the invitation letter to the etiquette lady at the door unhurriedly, and followed her into the door. "I'm busy with classes, so I might not have time in the evening."

  A woman just came out of the door, and Bai Zian walked slightly to the side. Point, give way.

  The other person's eyes fell on her.

  Bai Xian raised his head and saw a woman wearing a black golden flower cheongsam, with elegant eyebrows and a very well-mannered manner.

  Seeing Bai Zian's gaze, the woman smiled softly and nodded towards her.

  Bai Qian also nodded slightly towards the other party, just like that.

  After Bai Zian went in, outside, Gao Shu had not left yet and his eyes fell on Bai Zian's back. Bai Zian's face was so recognizable that Gao Shu recognized her even if it was just a photo.

  Compared with photos, the real person is naturally more agile, and the manner in which he moves his hands and feet when walking is rare even for those who have studied opera.

  Gao Shu stood at the door and began to think. Gao Yan said that it was not impossible to have a chance to go on stage together.

  Until the arrival of Li Jiu and the secretary interrupted her state, Secretary Xue asked: "Vice President, what did Dean Jian say?"

  "He said he was too old to take on such a big responsibility." When it came to business, Gao Shu Shaking her head, she looked away and sighed, "I can't convince him."

  "Blooming on the Trees" is a new play launched by the old director of the theater, and the theme music has not been finalized.

  This matter is very important to Gao Shu. She is about to be promoted. This matter is neither big nor small. The other vice-dean is also eyeing it. It depends on who can handle it well.

  "It's true that the teacher has not composed music in recent years," Li Jiu stood aside and explained for the teacher, "it is true that he has no energy left."

  "I just want to ask," Gao Shu tilted her head and asked Xue Na, "What's going on with Teacher Shi?" Say? "

  It's about the master of classical music composition, Shi Qingyu.

  Many dramas, as well as those large-scale costume dramas previously published by National Television, were composed by him.

  "Teacher Shi has some time recently," Secretary Xue opened the notepad, "I have made a reservation at Qingxin Tower at 8pm. Would you like to go directly?"

  "Let's go." Gao Shu nodded.

  **

  Dean Jane's lounge.

  Bai Zian knocked on the door and went in.

  Dean Jian was talking to someone. When he saw Bai Zian, he stood up with a smile and introduced Bai Zian, "This is our principal of Jiangyin, Principal Yin."

  "Principal Yin." Bai Zian greeted the other party.

  Principal Yin looked at Bai Qian and naturally recognized that this was the spirited guzheng girl under Lu Xiaohan's lens.

  Just thinking that the other party is from Jiang University and he can't get it yet, he is very depressed, "Classmate Bai, our Jiangyin door will always be open for you."

  "Dean Jian, please rest first." Knowing that Bai Jian and Jian Yuan Yin Chang had something to say, so he opened the door of the lounge and went out without staying any longer.

  downstairs.

  Bai Shaoqi was with Mrs. Song, and next to her was the girl who often studied with Bai Shaoqi on the fifth floor. Professor Jia was chatting with someone in front.

  When Yin Chang came down, Professor Jia quickly put down his cup and walked over, "Principal, you are down."

  "Yes." Principal Yin put away his depressed expression and became calm and steady.

  "Is Dean Jian okay? When will he come out?" Professor Jia asked a few questions. He remembered the students behind him and introduced him, "These are all my students."

  Bai Shaoqi followed Yu Ning He quickly greeted Yin Chang, "Principal."

  Yin Chang nodded towards them. When he raised his eyes, he saw several leaders of the music exchange meeting. He walked over and chatted with them.

  After Yin Chang left, Mrs. Song lowered her head slightly and said, "That was Principal Jiang Yin just now? He should be familiar with Dean Jian, right?"

  "Yes." Bai Shaoqi also looked away.

  Although Jiangyin does not have the influence of Jiangda, it is not comparable to that of ordinary institutions. Being able to sit in the position of president of Jiangyin has not low political influence.

  The Song family was able to sway Professor Jia with money because Bai Shaoqi was introduced by the principal of Beicheng Music School.

  They are all acquaintances. They use resources and gifts. Professor Jia will accept them, but if it were Principal Jiang Yin -

  without a familiar middleman, who would dare to accept a gift from an unknown person like you?

  upstairs.

  "Let Yan Lu go and receive the award," Bai Qian asked Dean Jian about the Huaqu Award. Dean Jian casually took him there, "I want to chat with a few organizers for a while, and let Lao Hu take you there. Eat something, it won't start until seven, there are many booths down there."

  The two of them left the lounge together.

  Lao Hu followed Bai Zian.

  At the top of the stairs, Dean Jian suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is a drama composer, it's an ancient battlefield type, the theme music has not been decided yet, I think it suits you very well, are you interested?"

  Bai Qian didn't write for a long time. The song is gone.

  Not to mention Yan Lu's fans who were crying for food, Dean Jian kept urging her, but Bai Qian remained motionless.

  Nowadays, it is rare for young people to study drama. Dean Jian thought that if Bai Pian composed the music, he would be willing to arrange the music for her. Because of the appeal of the title "Bai Jian" in the hearts of young people and the influence of each of Bai Pian's songs. Li...

  Dean Jian thought, why can the name "Baijian" only be used in the entertainment industry?

  He always felt that there was still a strength in Bai Zian's heart that he had not exerted. Look at her, she was so lighthearted in writing about gambling, drinking and writing, but she could write a hit song.

  If she really uses that power, will there be a song like the one that has been passed down to this day?

  Dean Jian also felt a rare surge of enthusiasm in his heart. He stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Bai Qian, "How are you? Do you want to be serious and have some fun?"

  　The state was not good and he was stuck for a long time. Baozi Hey guys, just one chapter today, see you tomorrow

  (end of chapter)