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On the other side of the phone, the building manager looked up at the door curtain in front of him.

Let out a breath slowly.

When he received the call from the manager, he thought that Ji Shaojun had encountered some important incident and had to ask for leave from the manager. He was calling to ask if he needed help.

After hearing Ji Shaojun's explanation, I realized it was not a big deal, but he was just getting something for his niece?

The housekeeper found it a little difficult to understand. Based on his understanding, Ji Shaojun was smart and knew what was important and what was not, so he should not do such a thing.

"You mean, you asked for leave," the housekeeper interrupted Ji Shaojun and discussed with him, "to get something for your niece? It's not easy for the manager to take time out to teach you. This thing... is it necessary to get it?"

"A-Xi seldom comes to see me." Ji Shaojun explained.

The housekeeper couldn't persuade him, so he said, "Okay, then you guys come back early."

After hanging up the phone, the housekeeper looked towards the door curtain. An old voice came from behind the curtain, "Ji Shaojun?"

"It's him," the housekeeper put the phone back in his pocket, leaning on a cane with one hand and placing the other on his chest, with his head slightly lowered, very humble: "He asked for leave to pick up a package for his niece. Mr. Ji is actually very smart."

"Hmm." The old voice responded casually and said nothing more.

He didn't ask what Ji Shaojun was doing, nor did he ask who his niece was.

After the Mu family experienced Mu Qiong, who else dares to say that they are smart? Others are not even a finger better than the deceased Master Mu Qiong in this respect.

The building manager lowered his head, bent over, and left quietly without waiting for any instructions.

**

Changan Express.

Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun got out of the car. Shen Qing looked at Jiangjing University across the street. The gate was simple and elegant, and many people came and went to check in and take photos at the gate. "Are you sure this is the place? Are you sure you are right?"

"I don't know." Ji Shaojun lowered his head and looked at his phone. On the screen was a dialog box between him and Bai Mi. He read it again.

[Room 303, 3rd Floor, Administrative Building, First Campus, No. 556 Jiangjing Avenue, Chang'an District]

There is also a phone number below.

He took Shen Qing to the opposite side, looked up at the address next to it, and confirmed that it was No. 556.

Ji Shaojun rarely gave Bai Mi a message -

[Your stuff is from Jiangjing University? ]

Ah-Xu:

Ah-Shan: [What happened? ]

It was nothing. Ji Shaojun put away his phone in silence and walked to the guard. The guard looked at their ID cards and the visitor record before letting them in enthusiastically. "You two are going to the comprehensive building, right? Do you see the bus stop in front? When the bus comes, you can get on it and get off at the seventh stop..."

Ji Shaojun wrote it down and walked towards the bus stop calmly, trying hard to act like this was not his first time to come to such a place.

Shen Qing grabbed Ji Shaojun's sleeve, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the surrounding environment with great uneasiness.

Jiangjing University was a place she never dared to dream of, and she never thought that one day she would be able to come in. "What the hell is going on here?"

There were many students coming and going, including some from other schools who came to attend the class. No one noticed that she was like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, and Shen Qing gradually relaxed.

The two quickly found the administrative building and arrived at Room 303.

Office 303 is not big, with a long table in the middle and eight chairs on each side. At this moment, there are five people inside sorting out documents. The round-faced man comes over and asks Ji Shaojun and the others who they are looking for.

When he heard that they were here to get something for Bai Jian, the round-faced man widened his eyes and said, "Are you Bai Jian's uncle and aunt? Hello, uncle and aunt."

When the other four heard the word "free pick up", they looked over curiously.

The round-faced man shook hands with Ji Shaojun and the other man, invited them in, and poured them some tea. "Wait a moment, my colleague is going to get the souvenirs."

As he spoke, he began to hint at the news about Baishen.

Ji Shaojun was a little cautious. He was always calm and composed, and he made good use of the teacup. No one in the office asked any questions, which was a bit regretful.

Ten minutes later, the souvenir arrived.

He handed the item to Ji Shaojun solemnly, "This is a commemorative medal for Bai Jian."

Ji Shaojun looked at an exquisite gift box in his hand. There was a landscape painting on the outside of the box, with only one word "Liang" written on it.

He didn't know what was inside, but seeing the other party was so serious, he took it with both hands and said, "Thank you, comrade."

"You're welcome," the man smiled and looked down at the medal, "This medal is not easy to get. Only eight newcomers got it this year. Your niece is the first one who didn't come to get it in person."

Ji Shaojun was even more surprised to hear the other party say this.

I was thinking to myself, what kind of medal did Bai Shi get?

**

End of March, the 31st.

Sunday.

Bai Mi came back from the library very early. After hearing the "Come on, Friends" channel, she sat in front of the TV with a stack of papers at around seven o'clock.

Because there was a new TV at home, Ji Heng made two new chairs with backrests these two days and placed them opposite the coffee table.

The TV screen is not big, but Ji Heng's living room is not big, so the distance is just right.

Director Chen was sitting near the door, next to him was Ji Heng, next to Ji Heng was Jiang He, next to Jiang He were Bai Mi and Jiang Fuli.

"What's on TV today?" Director Chen didn't know what was playing today. He sat next to Ji Heng and they peeled peanuts together. "Is Dayong going to broadcast?"

No, Director Chen remembers that "Da Yong" will not be broadcast until May.

"Yan Lu's variety show." Bai Wei listened to the advertisement and slowly turned a page of the paper. She held a pen between the little finger and ring finger of her right hand.

Yan Luai

Director Chen remembered this girl and he had handled her case before.

Bai Shi's cell phone was on her lap, and the messages on it kept vibrating.

Fifteen classes of large group.

Wen Qi: [@Everyone, please pay attention. "Come on, Friends" is about to be broadcast?

Wen Qi: [@Everyone, please pay attention. "Come on, Friends" is about to be broadcast?

Wen Qi: [@Everyone...] Bai Shen: [Who is in charge? Let him take charge]

In just two seconds, Wen Qi was removed from his position.

Hearing: [...]

Lu Xiaohan: [Hey, Beibeiao

Bai Mi returned to WeChat and Ji Shaojun's video came over. She answered it and then turned the camera to Ji Heng.

The phone is here.

Ji Shaojun greeted Ji Heng and Director Chen one by one. Seeing Director Chen was still here so late, he said, "Xiao Chen, why are you all here?"

"Yan Lu's TV series," Director Chen came over and explained to Ji Shaojun, "They are all ready to support Yan Lu."

Ji Shaojun also remembered, "Yes, I will take a look right away."

As he spoke, Ji Shaojun turned on the TV and asked Director Chen which channel it was.

Shen Qing didn't know how to operate the TV here, so she handed it over to Ji Shaojun. Just then, the doorbell rang outside, so she went to open the door. It was the building manager and Xiao Jie.

"Butler Lou." Shen Qing has always been very reserved towards Butler Lou.

She took a step back to let the building manager in.

The building manager took two steps inside and just happened to hear Ji Shaojun calling Xiao Chen.

"Who is he talking to on the phone?" He was a little surprised. Apart from a group of students and colleagues, Ji Shaojun had few friends, and his name didn't sound like Bai Ji Heng.

Shen Qing closed the door and explained, "He is calling home. Isn't A-Xu's friend's TV broadcasting in the evening? Xiao Chen is watching TV with her at her grandfather's house. Xiao Jiang and He He are also here..."

As he spoke, Shen Qing began to miss home again.

Reading all these names gave Butler Lou a headache, so he raised his hand and told Shen Qing not to say any more.

Ji Shaojun turned on the TV and smiled, "Okay, the show hasn't started yet. And, Ah-Shan, should I send you your medal?"

"No need," Bai Shi's voice came through the radio, a little distorted, "I'll come get it during the summer vacation."

The building manager sat down quietly on the sofa and put his crutches aside.

Shen Qing said to the housekeeper, "A-Xu's medal is very beautiful..."

No one knew what Housekeeper Lou was thinking. Upon hearing this, he just said "hmm" perfunctorily. It was obvious that he hadn't listened to what Shen Qing said about the Baishen Medal.

After Ji Shaojun hung up the phone, the housekeeper looked at him and said, "The basic stage assessment is over. Mr. Ji, are you ready to change your surname and transfer your household registration?"

Ji Shaojun was also quite silent. He moved his household registration out when he married Shen Qing.

These don't matter, change the last name...

Xiao Jie stood next to the building manager and said, "Mr. Ji, you have changed your household registration to Jiangjing, but it is in Chang'an District."

Nowadays, many people want to get a Jiangxi or Beijing household registration but are unable to do so.

"I know," Ji Shaojun nodded, "I'll discuss it with my dad tomorrow and transfer it."

Butler Lou knew that Ji Shaojun would not refuse this, so he told Ji Shaojun some details and prepared for the blood relationship test.

Eight o'clock.

"Come on, Friends" started airing on TV on time.

After the opening credits, Yan Lu received Mei Yi. The two of them were okay on the variety show, but they didn't talk much, there was no chemistry, and the synchronized barrage was very direct.

[The two of them are a bit bored

[Will this episode be like this? Let's find some insiders]

[There is another issue later. Look at the promotional video and there are still a few students.]

[...]

[What is Yan Lu doing? Teacher Mei Yi has eaten all kinds of cakes]

[...]

"Okay," the housekeeper glanced at the TV screen and saw a group of celebrities he didn't recognize getting in a car, seemingly going to travel somewhere in Xiangcheng. He retracted his gaze and said, "Call me when you've decided on a time."

He took the crutches, turned around and went out, Xiaojie followed him.

The moment he walked out, on the TV screen, a car stopped and a group of people got out.

The middle-aged woman stood straight with an imposing manner: "Hello, I'm Sun Dan."

[Who is this amateur trying to get in on the camera? He doesn't even know Yan Lu, but he's still trying to get in on the camera]

North city.

In Li Yang's studio, the agent breathed a sigh of relief, "It can be seen that the effect is indeed average."

He turned and looked at Li Yang.

Li Yang lowered his head and flipped through the script, then looked up at the computer without saying anything.

The agent smiled and his back relaxed. What he feared the most was that this variety show would become a hit, but now it seems that this is not possible.

It wasn't until he looked at the TV again, just a minute later, that the direction of the barrage changed again.

[Wait, Sun Dan???]

[Oh my god, Qiandu is back, it's really her!!!?

[! ! ! ?

What's the meaning?

The agent frowned and quickly took out his mobile phone, opened Baidu, and searched the name "Sun Dan". The first page that popped up was an introduction about her.

The ID photo above is exactly the same as the person on the TV screen.

The agent was stunned when he saw the following introduction.

192

Chapter 192 Chapter 192 reaches a new high. Who is Miss Bai?

Sun Dan, former deputy director of the Jiangjing Culture and Tourism Bureau.

He is currently the director of the Xiangcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau.

The director of the Xiangcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau is okay, but the line of words above makes people uneasy. How can an ordinary person who can get to a high position in Jiangjing be an ordinary person?

How come this person is in Xiangcheng and appears in "Come on, Friends"?

Until her family relationships are introduced below.

The names of her grandparents can be found in modern history, and her husband, a name that almost everyone in the entertainment industry has heard of—

Chapter is a record.

…

Li Yang's agent looked at the introduction on Qianke and seemed to understand why "Come on, Friends" could be broadcast on satellite TV.

He subconsciously looked at Li Yang.

Next to him, Li Yang looked down at his phone. Someone must have sent him a message about Sun Dan.

Even though he was the agent, he couldn't say anything to comfort Li Yang. "We shouldn't have rejected Yan Lu, otherwise we might have added Ms. Sun on WeChat..."

If Dean Jian is just the moon in the sky to them, they will never have any contact with this old artist in their life, but Sun Danzhang is a beautiful and rich woman in the world. Not to mention Yan Lu herself, the program crew of "Come on, Friends" has embraced the thigh of Jiangjing Satellite TV, so is there any need to talk about her future wealth?

Li Yang pursed his lips, his facial lines were extremely stiff, and he was so regretful that he could hardly breathe.

"Brother Li is fine," a young assistant whispered, "An Qi should be the one who regrets the most..."

Everyone in the circle knows that An Qi debuted together with Yan Lu. After becoming famous, she immediately turned away from Yan Lu and her CP and hyped herself up with Man Xi.

Not only that, the public relations black Yan Lu has been sucking An Qi's blood.

At that time, Yan Lu was written off so decisively, probably because no one thought that Yan Lu might become popular again. But who would have thought that Yan Lu would really become popular again. Before "Da Yong" was even aired, her popularity had already caught up with the first-tier stars.

After the broadcast of "Come on, Friends", her popularity skyrocketed.

**

Qingshui Street, Ji Heng's home.

Director Chen was watching TV casually.

On the screen, Mei Yi and Yan Lu were already strolling around the two popular streets in Xiangcheng. Many tourists waved at the camera when they saw the recording of the program, and the program crew did not avoid anyone.

After Mei Yi and Yan Lu checked in at the puppet, they went to the martial arts hall opposite.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a group of shirtless people practicing with various weapons on the left. The camera gave a close-up of a man who was playing with a spear. His arms were bulging with bronze muscles and sweat dripped along the muscle texture.

[Family, I have something urgent to do so I need to go to Xiangcheng first [Run]]

Further to the right, on several rows of wooden stakes, there is only a strong and cold-blooded man on the right stake, who can reach the next stake with a light tap of his toes.

[Fuck, light kung fu floating on water? ]

[I just haven't been online for a few months? Is Xiangcheng secretly cultivating immortality behind our backs?]

[We can no longer hide the fact that we know magic from foreigners [lights a cigarette]]

[Official, what is his Weibo or video account?

[...]

Director Chen was peeling peanuts, crossing his legs and looking at the screen, and he commented: "Mr. Ming is not sociable at all."

As he spoke, Mei Yi on TV took out a spear and handed it to Yan Lu, "Try the fancy spear you often use?"

Yan Lu took the spear.

Director Chen was stunned. He put the peanuts down, sat up straight, clapped his hands, and stared at the screen without blinking: "She can also use a spear?"

On the screen, Yan Lu was wearing loose casual clothes.

The smoky blue shorts fluttered gently in the wind. She held the gun in her right hand and pressed the butt of the gun with the other hand. She exerted force on her waist, and then the gun came out like a dragon. She suddenly leaned back and stabbed behind her!

The camera just stays on her frozen pose, casual and effortless.

The person next to him who was also practicing spear was truly convinced.

"I didn't learn it well," Yan Lu smiled, "I didn't show even one tenth of the power of this move."

Netizens in the barrage screamed wildly.

[Is this a surprise attack? I have never been so excited about Dayong?

[No, you haven't learned well even if you are like this? ]

[Yan Lu is not being modest. Look at her smile. She must be thinking of the person who plays better than her.]

[So who is that person? ]

[...]

Not to mention the netizens in the barrage, even Director Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath. He stared at the screen in a daze, then remembered what was behind him, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the old man.

"She's even more skillful than Yu Hongyi," Director Chen looked at Jiang Fuli and Bai Shi excitedly, "She actually said that she didn't practice well?"

Jiang Fuli sat loosely on the chair, not interested in the TV. He only glanced at Yan Lu's spear and said, "It's just so-so."

Bai Mi slowly withdrew her gaze and did not comment on it.

I just looked down at the message on my phone. It was from Mao Kun.

[Sister, my godfather left you an invitation for the auction on April 18th]

Every time there is a large auction at the Baihu Auction House, Mao Kun will give Bai Shi a VIP card. In most cases, Bai Shi will sell it at a high price. The auctions that Mao Kun can report to Bai Shi in person are very important.

Bletilla striata: [1]

Beside him, Director Chen silently withdrew his gaze.

**

After the variety show went into a commercial, it was already evening.

Yan Lu and Mei Yi wanted to go to the small alley on Qingshui Street to watch a fight.

[I didn't find any fighting venues in Xiangcheng.

[Who is the lady talking next to Yan Lu? She has a nice voice, but why doesn't she show her face?]

[The voice is low, and he is not wearing a headset. Is he Yan Lu's friend?] There were fewer comments until the crew arrived at Heishui Street.

Many shots could not be shown, only a small part of the shots were retained. Everyone saw the three words "Blackwater Street" under the night sky, and the "Qinglong Bar" flashing with a faint light.

Xiaowu's half-red-haired face appeared, along with a bunch of men and women of various skin colors who were not easy to mess with on the road.

Barrage--

[Why do we need to code the legs? ]

[Why do most people only have the upper body? ]

[This guy glanced at the camera. Why do I have a feeling he wants to spit on me? ]

[? ? ? ? ]

[? ? ? ? ]

The audience also realized something was wrong and began to question themselves:

[No, where exactly is this? ? ]

The show is still on air, and "Come on, Friends" has already dominated several hot searches in advance——

[Jiangjing TV]

[I have something urgent to do in Xiangcheng]

[Where is Blackwater Street]

The first episode ended just as we arrived at the fighting arena.

There has been no phenomenal variety show at the beginning of this year. "Come on, Friends" is the first variety show that has been on several hot searches as soon as it was aired. Netizens' curiosity has reached its peak at this time.

Once something becomes popular, there will be countless people who are not afraid of death and will get to the bottom of it.

Some people have already been secretly disseminating information about "Blackwater Street".

**

After the variety show was over, Jiang Fuli took Jiang He back home.

Jiang He's cabbage schoolbag was still there, Bai Xi picked it up and handed it to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli hooked it with one finger, looking disgusted, but he didn't throw it away. He looked at Bai Shi and paused for a moment, "I'm going back to Jiangjing tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze, and his slightly long hair drooped.

Bai Xi nodded and said nothing, "Will Jiang He go back with us?"

Jiang He lowered his head and said nothing.

Director Chen was hesitant on the side. He finally waited until Bai Shen and Jiang Fuli finished talking before he came over and said, "Miss Bai, do you have Yan Lu's WeChat?"

He knew Yan Lu, but he only found out that Yan Lu was very good at using the spear.

"Yan Lu?" Bai Xi glanced at him and said, "Let me ask."

She lowered her head, took out her cell phone, found Yan Lu's profile picture, and explained it.

Yan Lu remembered Director Chen. After Bai Xi finished speaking, she didn't ask why, but directly asked Bai Xi to recommend Director Chen's WeChat to her.

Bai Xi found Director Chen's WeChat and sent it to Yan Lu.

Director Chen took Jiang He and left first, and Ji Heng saw them off with his pipe.

Bai Xi still had the document rolled up in her hand and hadn't finished reading it.

Jiang Fuli stayed in the yard and didn't leave. He just glanced at the paper in her hand and said, "He Wen is just being lazy and asked you to help organize the paper."

"He can't finish reading it." Bai Xi slowly explained for He Wen.

"Everyone else has finished watching it, why can't he finish it?"

Bai Xi knew that this was not a good time to speak for He Wen.

She took two steps and stopped under the banyan tree. There were headlights above her head. Bai Shi raised her head slightly. She had a pair of beautiful almond eyes, deep and black. There was always a lazy and casual look in these eyes, as if she didn't care about anything.

Before she could say anything, Jiang Fuli bent down, stretched out his arms casually, and placed his palms lightly on her waist and back.

The banyan tree cast a shadow on his face. He lowered his head slightly, and the silk brushed past her ears. He said in a lazy voice, "I'll be back on Sunday."

**

The popularity of "Come on, Friends" is still on the rise, and Xiangcheng's tourism industry has reached a new high.

Especially, the news from Blackwater Street.

As soon as the show was over, the director of "Come on, Friends" smiled and looked at the trending searches on Weibo without spending a penny.

"I said, it's right to choose Yan Lu," he looked at the plan, "Just look..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang. The director took it out and saw that it was Jiang Jing's number. He picked it up with confusion, "Hello."

"Hello, I'm Zhang Weizi." A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Chapter Weizhi?

The director was startled and stood up suddenly. Their program had passed the review of Jiangjing Satellite TV, but it was Zhang Weizhi's secretary who contacted them.

As for Zhang Weizi himself, the director of the domestic bureau, can ordinary people contact him?

"It's like this," Zhang Weizhi said in a very easygoing manner, "I heard that your production team was filming in Heishui Street? You should be familiar with the people in Heishui Street, right?"

To be able to film on Blackwater Street, there must be something behind it.

Zhang Weizhi didn't hesitate, "I want to ask you if you can get an invitation to the White Tiger Auction on April 18th. If you can help me get it, I will reward you handsomely."

The director hung up the phone in a daze. The program had not yet played that part of the White Tiger Auction, but he had seen it before.

Why did Zhang Weizi ask him about the invitation letter from the auction?

As he was thinking, the phone rang again. This time it was his largest investor before. The voice on the other end was very kind. He was calling about the "Blackwater Street" that appeared tonight.

During this short period of time, the director received numerous calls from big names in the industry.

The director finally sensed something was wrong, and he realized belatedly: "No, who is Yan Lu's friend?"

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The other members of the program team looked at each other in bewilderment.

The director's heart was beating fast and he lowered his head to open Yan Lu's phone.

The tickets were given by Bai Shi, and the people were arranged by Bai Shi. The director knew that the key point of the whole thing lay in Bai Shi.

Yan Lu answered the phone quickly. She was a little surprised: "Director?"

"It's like this, Yan Lu." After all, it was Zhang Weizhi's call, so the director didn't dare to hide it. "Director Zhang just called."

He recounted the whole incident in a concise manner.

Yan Lu hung up the phone and thought for a moment. Director Zhang and Sun Dan were a family. Sun Dan was introduced to her by Jiang Fuli. She did not tell Bai Wei, but gave the news to Jiang Fuli.

**

Monday, school is over in the afternoon.

Bai Su lazily followed a group of people outside, with earphones in her ears and a black schoolbag in her hands.

Listening to English.

The phone rang a few times.

They are Jiang Fuli and Jiang He respectively.

Teacher Jiang: [[Picture]]

Teacher Jiang: [Landed]

Jiang Xiaoniao: [,]

Jiang Xiaoniao: [,]

Jiang Xiaoniao: [,]

Not sure what happened on the plane, but Jiang He started checking Bai Shi's screen as soon as he got off the plane. Bai Shi couldn't help laughing as he looked at the two people's WeChat messages one after another.

He slowly replied to Jiang He with a period, then clicked on the picture Jiang Fuli sent over.

It's raining in Jiangjing.

It rarely rains in Xiangcheng, so Bai Shi took a photo of him on a sunny day. There weren't many people at the school gate at the moment.

Xu Nanjing was sitting on the curb, talking on the phone with Xiao Bingwen.

He raised an eyebrow, "You said she has a black background?"

Xu Nanjing had heard the name Yan Lu more than once. When Xiao Bingwen explained it to him, he was very surprised.

"She was the one I saw at the fighting arena that day," Xiao Bingwen said calmly, "She was the one who dared to film Blackwater Street with a camera. Do you believe me when I say she has no background?"

Xu Nanjing saw Bai Shi, he stood up and waved to Bai Shi.

"But it is said that Yan Lu has been in seclusion for a long time, and no one can contact her," Xiao Bingwen said, "I am waiting for Shu He, and his teacher will definitely be able to contact Yan Lu."

Liu Shuhe's teacher is Dean Jian, and Dean Jian is the arranger of Yan Lu.

Xu Nanjing said "hmm" and asked another question: "Have you found the person you mentioned?"

"It's not that easy to find him," Xiao Bingwen sighed, "This man is even more mysterious than He Wen. Even Jiangda officials can't find his secret information. But for He Wen, at least we know who he is and what he looks like."

"Are you sure you won't come to the new members' party?" Xu Nanjing was also surprised. "Brother Jiang didn't go either."

"How can this be compared?" Xiao Bingwen smiled, then said seriously, "After I met Shu He, I went to Xiangcheng again. Director Chen and his team had received an invitation letter from the auction house before."

"Okay, I'll go around Heishui Street for the next couple of days to get some information." Xu Nanjing said lazily.

Seeing Bai Shi coming over, Xu Nanjing hung up the phone, casually put the phone in his pocket, and hooked his lips at Bai Shi, "I'll take you home."

Since the motorcycle accident, Xu Nanjing has taken great care of Baishen.

Bai Mi is soft-hearted and doesn't like hard things. "Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" Xu Nanjing smiled with raised eyebrows.

When Jiang Fuli returned to Jiangjing, he should have played the role of a flower protector.

**

Bai Mi sat in the back seat.

Xu Nanjing started the car, turned on the music, and slowly drove onto the road.

As soon as the music started, it suddenly switched to English reading.

Xu Nanjing was startled by the sudden appearance of complicated English. In the back seat, Bai Mi lowered the car window, put her elbows on the window, and tapped the window lazily with her fingertips. When she heard the sound of reading echoing in the car, she also paused.

Xu Nanjing drove the car that Jiang Fuli often used.

As soon as the car started moving, the Bluetooth automatically disconnected and the headphones automatically reconnected. Bai Mi slid down and turned off the Bluetooth. "Sorry."

"It's okay, just keep going, otherwise I might lose my driving rights when Brother Jiang comes back." Xu Nanjing looked at the rearview mirror, then he came to his senses and held back his laughter.

But he wasn't kidding.

Bai Mi lowered her head silently.

Xu Nanjing turned the car around and smiled again, "Sister Bai Su, would you like to consider what I suggested before?"

The matter of recognizing a godmother.

Bai Mi still didn't say anything.

Xu Nanjing said again: "Then... add my mother on WeChat? She has wanted to see you for a long time."

He settled for the next best thing.

There's nothing wrong with adding WeChat, and this time Bai Mi didn't refuse.

She leaned against the car door, the wind blowing the hair on her forehead. Just as she was about to talk to Xu Nanjing, her cell phone rang.

It's Dean Jian.

"What have you been doing recently?" On the other end of the phone, Dean Jian raised his hand and stopped the music in the classroom, his voice sounding quite helpless.

A bunch of people were trying to get information from him indirectly.

Including Mr. Chen.

Dean Jian had never realized how popular he was. When he asked Yan Lu, he found out that the reason was Bai Shi.

In the classroom, when others heard Dean Jian's voice, they looked at each other in bewilderment. Dean Jian had always been serious, even when facing his three apprentices, he was very strict. His teaching videos were said to be like a madman.

Apart from the last rumor that he took the initiative to greet a senior high school student, this was the first time I heard him speak in such a gentle tone.

The man exchanged glances with the woman beside him, hiding his surprise.

Bai Xi raised an eyebrow, put her schoolbag aside, and said slowly, "No, you try to overcome it."

"..." Dean Jian was a little speechless, but this was Bai Shi, "Okay, overcome, what about your new song? I've been waiting for more than a month."

"It's almost there." Bai Xi still used these two words to perfunctorily answer him.

"Can you please respect your spiritual energy?" Dean Jian was also convinced. He felt sorry for Bai Xi because she didn't use her natural spiritual energy.

Bai Su realized that the questioning was false, but forcing her to hand in the song was true.

She said a few perfunctory words and hung up the phone.

Dean Jian lowered his head and looked at his phone: "..."

Forget it. He looked at the five or six people in the classroom, and his expression became solemn again: "That's all for today's class." He took his phone and left.

In the classroom, the woman in the camel-colored sweater stood up and picked up her scarf. "Brother, who do you think the teacher was talking to on the phone just now?"

"Teacher's attitude," the man picked up the guzheng, his eyes deep, "The new song… he should be the one who arranged it."

Liu Shuhe took a deep breath and said, "I think so too."

**

Bai Su hung up the phone.

The traffic light was red. Xu Nanjing glanced in the rearview mirror and asked casually, "Who is it?"

From the tone of voice, it doesn't sound like Jiang Fuli or a classmate.

"Old friend." This is how Bai Xi described Dean Jian.

"You have a really good relationship with your old friend." Xu Nanjing tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips. He asked these two questions because he was bored while waiting for the red light. When the light turned green, he started the car.

It didn't take long to reach Qingshui Street.

Baishen thanked him and got off the car.

Xu Nanjing looked through the car window and saw a yellow-haired man squatting at the street corner.

The yellow-haired man stood up immediately when he saw Bai Shi, took something and handed it to Bai Shi. Because Bai Shi leaned slightly sideways, blocking some of his sight, Xu Nanjing could not see clearly.

He just took out his cell phone and reported to Jiang Fuli——

[Is there a will-o'-the-wisp talking to sister A-I?

He described yellow hair very roughly.

Then he found Bai Shen's WeChat, clicked on her business card, and recommended her to Gao Yan.

Gao Yan received the message, clicked it and looked at it, raising her eyebrows: [Who is this? ]

No wonder Gao Yan asked, Bai Shi's portrait on the ancient city tower really looks like an old man.

Xu Nanjing said slowly: [Sister Baishen. ]

Gao Yan was too lazy to reply to Xu Nanjing, so she directly clicked on Bai Shi's business card, added him as a friend, and sent a message -

[Hello, I am Xu Nanjing's mother]

**

Friday is Qingming Festival.

Three days off.

On Thursday night, Ren Wanxuan received a call from Ji Shaorong, "Dad."

"Wanxuan," Ji Shaorong's voice was very tired, "I'm busy these days and don't have time. Your uncle is not here either. Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. You go to worship with grandpa on behalf of dad."

Ren Wanxuan was still doing her homework. She didn't want to waste time. "Dad, I still have to talk to grandpa..."

"Wanxuan." Ji Shaorong's voice was rarely serious.

Ren Wanxuan said "Oh".

Ren Wanxuan got up early the next morning, and she didn't look well.

At the dinner table, Ren Qian looked at her and said, "If your father asks you to go, then go and have a look."

In the past Qingming Festival, Ren Wanxuan had never gone home, and Ren Qian would not let her go back. But today, Ren Qian finally gave in.

After all, the Ren family is not as big as before, and there is also... the Xu family. Ren Qian doesn't want this relationship to fade.

Ren Wanxuan reluctantly changed her clothes and went to Ji's house.

When she arrived at Qingshui Street, she got off the car reluctantly, but her eyes saw a black business car on the opposite side. If it were in the past, Ren Wanxuan would definitely wonder why such a car appeared here, but today she was not in the mood to look.

She walked on the stone slabs of Qingshui Street to Ji Heng's house, complaining about why the Xu family did not change Ji Heng's residence.

When knocking on the door, Ren Wanxuan concealed the disgusted expression on her face, and Ji Heng opened the door from the inside.

"Grandpa," Ren Wanxuan walked in casually. She looked at the stone table and stools in the yard, but did not sit down. She just said to Ji Heng, "My dad asked me to go with you to pay homage."

She behaved very politely.

Ji Heng was wearing all black today, holding a pipe in his hand. He stepped to the left and looked at Ren Wanxuan, who was wearing a pink dress with an exquisite cut and two red ladybug cards on her head. She was a very delicate young lady, and her clothes were gorgeous and beautiful.

Next to her, Bai Xi came out holding a zither.

Bai Xi was wearing a linen buttoned top and black ice silk trousers today. Her hair was still tied up with a log-colored hairpin, looking as plain as ever.

Bai Mi saw Ren Wanxuan and said nothing. Ji Heng had said last night that he would go to worship on Qingming Festival.

Bai Su has been in this world for so long, but he has only seen Bai Qiming's ancestral hall.

She had never seen her grandmother's tablet, and no one in the Ji family had ever mentioned her, except for the elusive Ji Shaorong and her grandmother whom she had never heard of.

As for Ji Heng, there were so many precious fabrics in his house, Bai Shi could recognize them. If Ji Heng didn't say anything, Bai Shi wouldn't ask, just like Ji Heng wouldn't ask much about Bai Shi.

Both the grandfather and the grandson knew that the other had a secret, and they kept it to themselves.

Bai Mi was not curious about what Ji Shaorong was doing. She was just curious about this grandmother whom she had never seen or heard of.

Are we finally going to see it today?

Ji Heng looked at Ren Wanxuan again. He struck an old-fashioned match and lit the opium. "It's a bit far to worship, and we have to walk a long mountain road. Can you do it?"

When she heard that they had to go far and walk along a mountain road, Ren Wanxuan's face changed.

But she said nothing, grabbing the hem of her skirt with both hands.

"You can go back," Ji Heng lowered his cloudy eyes, his voice was unclear, "A-Xu has a good physique and can climb mountains, but you are not as healthy as her."

It means that you don't have to go.

Ren Wanxuan was secretly delighted, but she was hesitant: "Is this okay...but my dad said..."

"I'll go talk to your dad," Ji Heng blew out a smoke ring and said softly, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Okay," Ren Wanxuan took out her phone and suppressed her excitement, "Then Grandpa... I'll go back first?"

"Well, be careful on the road." Ji Heng waited for her to leave the yard, then raised his head and said to Bai Xi in a deep voice: "Pack up, we'll leave right away."

He turned back to his room to get the worship items.

"Okay." Bai Xi nodded. She looked at Ji Heng's back, thinking.

Qingshui Street intersection.

Ming Dongheng saw Ji Heng and Bai Shi holding chrysanthemums and a bunch of other things, and quickly got out of the driver's seat. The back door opened automatically: "Miss Bai, Mr. Ji."

He didn't say what he was here for, but the meaning was clear.

Ji Heng looked at him, thought for nearly a minute, and finally did not refuse: "Thank you."

He and Bai Mi got into a business car.

"Mr. Ji, where are you going?" Ming Dongheng fastened his seat belt and looked in the rearview mirror.

Ji Heng whispered an address, Ming Dongheng opened his phone and entered the address. When he saw the destination, he was stunned.

...Time hits a new high, people are numb

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Ji Heng was going to Nanling Mountain.

Nanling Mountain is not a cemetery, but the next tourist attraction to be opened in Xiangcheng. There are several celebrity cemeteries nearby.

Nanling is located in the southernmost part of Xiangcheng. It is surrounded by continuous mountains and the road is not easy to drive on. Half of the road is being widened to build a tourist route, and Nanling Park is waiting to be opened.

Ming Dongheng drove the car slowly to the edge of Nanling Mountain, and Ji Heng asked him to stop at a place.

Bai Mi followed Ji Heng out of the car with the offerings. The scenic spot would not be open until the summer vacation. At the entrance, she saw four routes on the signpost, pointing to "Nanling Park", "Nanling Mountain", "Guoshan Tomb" and "Hongye Hotel" respectively.

The road signs are very new, probably they were installed not long ago.

Ming Dongheng sat in the driver's seat and looked up at Bai Xi and Ji Heng walking along one of the roads. He couldn't help but pick up his phone.

Ming Dongheng: [Today is Qingming Festival, why is Miss Bai coming to a tourist attraction? ]

Ming Dongheng: [Worship at Guoshan's tomb or the general's tomb? ]

Xu Nanjing: [Remember to visit the grave later]

Xu Nanjing at the Martyrs' Cemetery.

**

Nanling Mountain.

Ji Heng did not take Bai Shi to any tourist attractions, but instead took her further and further away. The mountain road was difficult to walk on, but Bai Shi walked on it as if it were flat ground. Ji Heng's breathing was also very steady, and they walked for about fifteen minutes.

Bai Xi finally saw three tombstones. Ji Heng stopped in front of the last one. Only this one had a grave. The other two were just cenotaphs.

This area of ​​the mausoleum is very clean, without any weeds. I guess someone has been cleaning it all the time.

"I brought Ah-Sui to see you," Ji Heng squatted down and wiped the almost invisible dust on the tombstone with his fingers, "You probably haven't seen her."

As he spoke, he looked towards Bai Shi. His wrinkled brows showed a gentleness that Bai Shi had never seen before. "Come and let her see you."

Bai Mi took a step forward and looked at the words engraved on the tombstone -

Tomb of Ji Wanxin

Wanxin, Ji Wanxin, is this her grandmother?

Baishen put down the chrysanthemum in her hand and worshiped respectfully. What a gentle name.

Ji Heng didn't say much.

He squatted in front of the grave and burned a handkerchief embroidered with lilac flowers. After everything was burned, he took out the wine and three wine glasses from the basket, placed them in front of the two tombstones next to them, filled them with wine, and poured himself another glass.

"You can call them grandpa." He said to Bai Su silently. He sat casually aside and drank with the two tombstones.

Twenty minutes later.

Ji Heng left the wine pot and wine glass behind and stood up. "Let's go. Don't let Xiao Ming wait anxiously."

Bai Su followed him down the mountain, but looked back when going down the stairs.

There was still some fog in the mountains. The wind blew gently through the mountains, and the sunlight made the treetops and tombstones golden.

Seeing that she kept looking back, Ji Heng raised his eyebrows, "Have you seen a photo of your grandmother?"

Bai Mi shook her head.

"That's right." Ji Heng may have drunk a little wine, so his thoughts were a little unclear, and he talked more with Bai Shen, "I'll go back and find them for you. I have a lot."

**

On the way, I heard that Ming Dongheng was going to the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Ji Heng sat up straight and asked Ming Dongheng to take them with him.

The Martyrs' Cemetery is on the road and a bit off the beaten track, but there were many people at the gate today, and the towering martyrs' monument could be seen from afar.

There were several young people offering chrysanthemums for free at the entrance of the cemetery.

Standing under the martyrs' monument at the gate, Bai Xi heard a familiar cough.

She looked up subconsciously and saw Ning Xiao supporting Grandma Wang in front of her.

Grandma Wang was still wearing the camouflage uniform that was too big for her body shape when they first met. Her condition seemed to have improved a little today, and Ning Xiao was silently supporting her.

Neither of them saw her.

Bai Mi didn't call the two of them. She just remembered the three photos she saw when she first went to Grandma Wang's house.

In front, Grandma Wang paused for a moment, put her hand to her lips, coughed twice, and saw a group of people gathered in the second row. She thought for a moment and said, "First, check on your brother and his father. They are in the back. There are too many people with his grandfather, so let's not check on him for now."

To be precise, Ning Xiao is not Grandma Wang's biological grandson, but Ning Yinuo's half-brother. After his mother gave birth to him, she found that he had defects and could not cry or laugh, so she sent him to Grandma Wang in Xiangcheng.

There were many people visiting the graves today, and there was almost no one behind them. The two stopped in front of a tombstone. Ning Xiao squatted down, looked at the photo of Ning Yinuo with a sunny smile, and placed the big bunch of sunflowers in his hand on the tombstone.

He looks like his brother, but his personality is very different.

Grandma Wang is always worried about him.

Most of the offerings for worship are chrysanthemums, and they also prepare chrysanthemums for other ancestors in the cemetery.

Only Ning Yinuo is a sunflower.

Ning Xiao reached out and touched the jade gourd around his neck.

**

afternoon.

Bai Mi was sitting at the desk, with sunlight shining in through the window.

There was a pile of books on the right, and under the inkstone next to it was a piece of white paper with a few lines of musical notation written on it.

The door of the room was open, and Ji Heng came in from the yard, holding an old, dark wooden box in his hands.

There was a small lock on the outside of the wooden box.

"Open it and take a look." Seeing that she was not doing her homework, Ji Heng placed the wooden box in front of her and handed the small key to Bai Shi. "There are photos of your grandma in here."

Bai Mi reached out to take the key, lowered her head and inserted the key into the keyhole.

Ji Heng stood aside and looked down at the small wooden box in her hand.

What caught my eye was an old photo, in black and white, of a woman wearing a cheongsam, dignified and elegant, with an oriental charm and peerless elegance between her brows.

In addition to this one, there are many more below.

Almost every photo was of a cheongsam, and there were a few thin pieces of paper that seemed to be cut out from books, magazines, and newspapers.

It has been well preserved.

Ji Heng smelled of cigarettes. His eyes fell on the photo, and his cloudy eyes showed almost no emotion.

Bai Mi gently flipped through the pile of old photos, some of which were cut out from newspapers. She picked up the edges very carefully.

After flipping through the old photos, Bai Shi saw two small medals on the bottom layer.

The medal looked quite old, with a letter in the middle and two small leaves next to it.

She had never seen such a medal.

"Just look at this for yourself, don't take it out." Ji Heng said casually while watching her playing with the medal, then retracted his gaze and looked through Bai Shi's window at the embroidery frame in the yard outside, and suddenly said, "I didn't expect that your uncle, your mother and so many others have no interest in academics, but you, do you want to go back to the Mu family?"

Mu family? Bai Mi raised her head. It was the first time she heard this introduction. "Mu family?"

"My biological parents' home, but I didn't grow up in the Mu family," Ji Heng said casually, "The Mu family... they are researchers, they used to be very powerful, but they are not doing well now..."

Ji Heng frowned and stopped.

Although a lean camel is bigger than a horse, the Mu family is indeed on the decline.

"Oh," Bai Xi carefully placed the medal and photo into the box, "No need."

She will apply for Dean Ma's laboratory.

Ji Heng glanced at Bai Xi, but didn't try to persuade her: "If you change your mind later, tell me."

**

Five p.m.

Bai Mi put away the book, picked up her phone and went out.

She is going to Jiang Fuli's place to print new documents today.

Jiang Fuli has not come back yet, and the yard is bustling.

When Bai Mi arrived, Xu Nanjing was sitting in the pavilion, talking to Xiao Bingwen, "You said there's no news about her either?"

"Shuhe is still communicating with someone," Xiao Bingwen put down his teacup and shook his head. "You know what the White Tiger Auction House is. Didn't Director Chen say that they bought the invitation letter on the black market?"

Indeed, that is a foreign force in Heishui Street. Even if the Xu family has monstrous means, they will still have to establish themselves in Heishui Street.

Xu Nanjing was just thinking about it. When he saw Bai Shen coming in, he stopped talking and waved to Bai Shen, "Sister Bai Shen."

Next to Xu Nanjing, Xiao Bingwen stood up quickly, a little stiffly, "Miss Bai."

Bai Su raised her hand lazily towards them as a greeting, but did not come closer to interrupt their conversation.

Instead, he went straight into the house and went upstairs to print the documents.

Ming Dongheng was practicing boxing in the open space nearby. When he saw Bai Shen, he stopped and walked over. "Miss Bai, why didn't you call me when you came over?"

He was a little annoyed.

"I know the way." Bai Xi lowered her head and lazily took out the document given to her by Academician Ma from her mobile phone.

Ming Dongheng saw Bai Xi going upstairs and didn't follow her.

He went to make a pot of tea for Bai Juyi and brought it outside, putting it on the table in the pavilion. Then he sat on the stool next to it and turned on his mobile phone.

As soon as I opened the video, I saw a pushed video, a blogger read in an exaggerated voice -

[A martial arts gym in Xiangcheng has been very popular recently. Today we will take a look at the gym's composition. First, let's talk about the gym's owner, who is a fifth-degree martial artist. That's right, as a gym owner, he is only a fifth-degree martial artist...]

Since Lu Xiaohan's time, many people have signed up for Xingyi Martial Arts School. Now that short videos have a large amount of traffic, Xingyi Martial Arts School also has an official account. Many people found Xingyi Martial Arts School through Lu Xiaohan's videos.

A week after "Come on, Friends" was broadcast, Xingyi Martial Arts School became extremely popular.

Everything has its pros and cons, and problems also arise. Netizens doubt the authority of Xingyi Martial Arts School.

Ming Dongheng watched the video and frowned.

"Why do you keep repeating this video?" Xu Nanjing looked towards Ming Dongheng.

"I invested in this martial arts school." Ming Dongheng was typing in the comments, carefully explaining that the owner of Xingyi Martial Arts School was a senior teacher, but he had not passed the exam before.

As soon as he went out, a bunch of trolls attacked him.

Xu Nanjing crossed his legs. He had heard this several times. This type of business war was nothing to him. "It's very simple. Just find a master to be the teacher of your martial arts school."

Next to him, Xiao Bingwen also explained, "Mr. Ming, ask Miss Beixuan, isn't there someone from Dongwu in the Chen family? His martial arts should be very high, or you can ask your teacher to come out."

Ming Dongheng glanced at him and said nothing. It was really simple for them to talk.

Xiao Bingwen was talking about Yu Hongyi. Ming Dongheng frowned and had no intention of inviting her.

As for his teacher...

Ming Dongheng was even more helpless because the teacher simply ignored him.

but...

Ming Dongheng glanced ahead.

**

Soon, Bai Shi came down from upstairs.

Jiang Fuli is not here today, and Jiang He has not come back either, so Bai Mi does not plan to stay any longer.

"Sister Bai," Xu Nanjing pointed at the teapot on the table and smiled, "Xiao Ming made tea especially for you. Why don't you drink a cup first?"

Bai Su stopped walking. She was wearing a linen top and black trousers. The sun was about to set and golden light could be seen falling on her hair and clothes.

She looked towards the pavilion, thought for a moment, and then walked towards this side.

Ming Dongheng quickly poured her a cup of tea.

Bai Xi was sitting next to him with a rolled-up stack of papers in her hands. They were freshly printed documents and the papers were still a little hot.

She casually placed her wrist on the table and took the tea handed to her by Ming Dongheng with her other hand.

Xiao Bingwen looked at the rolled paper in Bai Xi's hand. It was very thick and he could not see anything. He only saw lines and numbers through the paper. "What is this?"

He remembered that he had nothing in his hands before Baishen came.

"Printed information." Bai Xi replied lazily.

"You ran so far just to print some information?" Xu Nanjing sat on the other side, looking at the paper in Bai Shen's hand.

Bai Su lowered her eyes to drink tea and said casually, "Yes, it's safe here."

"Pfft, what's unsafe about Xiangcheng?" Xu Nanjing laughed, and Xiao Bingwen seemed to be silent.

Smilax smiled lazily.

The literature she read was given to her by Academician Ma, and many of them were experimental data. Academician Ma trusted her very much, and some of the information he gave her was confidential. She basically worked with Jiang Fuli.

Outside printing shops require you to copy the file to their computers before printing, which is not safe.

After Bai Mi finished her tea, she stood up with the documents and said goodbye to them.

Ming Dongheng stood up in front of Xu Nanjing, the key in his hand ready: "Miss Bai, I'll take you back."

"Forget it," Bai Xi wanted to say no, but seeing Ming Dongheng hesitated, she thought for a moment and said, "Take me to the bus stop."

Behind the two of them, Xu Nanjing was speechless. Xiao Ming was so quick.

In the car, Ming Dongheng watched the bus stop getting closer and closer, with a cold face and a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself.

In the back seat, Bai Xi was flipping through the documents without even looking up: "Go ahead."

Ming Dongheng slowed down the car and stopped. This time he did not hesitate and asked directly, "Miss Bai, what is your martial arts level?"

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Ming Dongheng had seen Bai Shi's physical skills.

Although Bai Mi is usually lazy, Ming Dongheng sometimes feels that she puts more pressure on him than his own teacher.

Not to mention the few moves she used in standing still. Ming Dongheng had practiced for so long, but he still couldn't even master half of her skills.

His teacher is an eighth dan, and Ming Dongheng thinks Bai Xi should also be an eighth dan. Maybe she is young and has the ability, but not enough experience, so she should be a seventh dan.

"Me?" The car stopped and Bai Xi looked at the nearby bus stop and said slowly, "Theoretically, there are eight or nine sections."

"In theory?" Ming Dongheng pressed the button and the back door opened automatically.

I don't understand what Bletilla said "theoretically".

Bai Shen got off the car and said calmly, "Because I haven't passed the test."

Ming Dongheng: "…"

Ming Dongheng was a little upset. Why didn't you take the exam?!

Looking at Chen Jingyu, Yu Hongyi and others, everyone of them wishes they could take the exam twice a year.

"What's wrong?" Bai Xi stood outside the car window and glanced at the mobile phone in his right hand while speaking.

Probably memorizing words.

Ming Dongheng always had a cold expression on his face. He remained calm and said, "I just think it doesn't match your temperament."

Baishen: "…"

Just then the bus arrived and Baishen got on.

Ming Dongheng parked the car where it was. When he saw the bus drive away, he took out his cell phone to report to Jiang Fuli that Miss Bai came to print and left immediately.

As soon as he put down his phone after reporting, the phone rang. It was Jin Kai.

The current owner of Xingyi martial arts school.

Ming Dongheng pressed the hands-free button while driving the car, "Master Jin, you only have the fifth level?"

Bai Shi doesn't want to take the exam, but she must have her reasons, such as studying hard.

But Master Jin comes from a family of martial arts, and his family has run a martial arts school since he was a child, so why didn't he take the exam?

After being together for so long, Ming Dongheng knew that Jin Kai's strength was far more than the fifth level.

"You know everything? That's right, I'm only at the fifth dan." Jin Kai was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "After the martial arts school closed down, I went to work at a construction site and didn't take the exam seriously. I took the exam once last year, and now I'm only at the fifth dan."

His real strength is higher than the fifth level.

But if you want to continue to take the exam, you have to wait for six years after passing the fifth stage before you can continue to take the sixth stage.

Having missed more than ten years, it is impossible to make up for it in a short period of time.

Nowadays, people look at certificates and reputation. Even if Jin Kai has the ability of sixth or seventh dan, he cannot convince outsiders without a certificate.

Ming Dongheng drove the car slowly: "Besides you, how are the other masters?"

"Two are four sections, one is five sections, and the others are three sections." Jin Kai replied.

They all took the make-up exam after joining the Xingyi Martial Arts School last year. Before that, the Xingyi Martial Arts School was in decline and they were all busy making a living. They never thought that the school could still be opened under the suppression of Secretary Zhou, so they did not continue to take the exam.

As the show "Come on, Friends" became popular, netizens dug up everything. Some students of Xingyi Martial Arts School have seen similar video posts, saying that the teachers and the owner of Xingyi Martial Arts School have average qualifications, and there is not even a sixth-degree teacher.

He also said that their spear dancing was not as good as Yan Lu's.

Many netizens believe that Xingyi Martial Arts School must have a good name, and is even not as good as Jinfeng Taekwondo.

The people at Jin Feng Taekwondo took the opportunity to market their 8th degree Thai boxing teacher online.

For the first time, Jin Kai hated himself for not taking the exam seriously.

"This month is the enrollment season," Jin Kai said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that they will be influenced by the Internet and go to Jinfeng Taekwondo like before. Miss Bai will be very disappointed."

"Let's think of another way," Ming Dongheng narrowed his eyes, "maybe the situation isn't that bad."

**

Sunday evening. Half past five.

In Xiangcheng Library, Ning Xiao packed up his things ahead of time, and lowered his voice: "I'm going home first."

"Let's all go back." Bai Xi looked at the others, slowly sorting out the documents in his hands. "It's just in time to watch the second episode after dinner."

The second episode of "Come on, Friends" will be broadcast tonight.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming walked in front, Jian Zhe was one step behind them. Yang Lin left in the afternoon, and Lu Xiaohan didn't sit still at noon, saying that he wanted to go to the internet celebrity street to shoot videos.

Bai Su moved slowly, she walked leisurely behind everyone else.

It seemed a little cold at the entrance of the library. The pace of the three people in front slowed down, and Tang Ming, who had been muttering, suddenly fell silent.

Bai Xi, who was looking at his phone with his head lowered, realized something and looked towards the street.

There was a car parked at the door, and next to the car stood a tall figure in a casual and lazy posture. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the child squatting at his feet, his two cold white fingers pinching a corner of a blanket.

The other hand held a mobile phone, revealing only the cold side of his face.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming stopped. After not seeing each other for a few days, they seemed to be more afraid of Jiang Fuli. They said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Fuli withdrew his cold gaze from Jiang He, looked up and nodded at Ning Xiao and the others.

His eyes fell behind a few people.

Bai Shi stood at the back of them, with a black backpack on her shoulder. Her eyes were dark and her skin was fair. Her hair was a little loose, and the loose quilts on both sides were blown gently by the wind and fell on her brows.

The setting sun fell on her eyebrows and white clothes, making her more eye-catching.

The bus arrived and Ning Xiao, Tang Ming and others left.

Bai Xi walked slowly towards Jiang Fuli, passed through the light and stopped in front of the two of them, looking down at Jiang He, "What happened to him?"

Jiang Fuli put the phone in her pocket, raised her hand and gently brushed aside the black hair that fell on her brow, glanced at Jiang He casually, and said in a light tone: "He didn't bring the pillow back, and he was sulking with himself."

Bai Shen nodded and looked at Jiang He: "My grandfather has made your bag. Why don't you get up?"

Jiang He finally looked up. He looked at Bai Shi expressionlessly, then stood up and held the corner of Bai Shi's clothes.

**

The second episode of "Come on, Friends" was broadcast in the evening.

Jiang Fu left his residence and never came back.

Xu Nanjing looked outside the door. "Didn't Mr. Jiang arrive in Xiangcheng a long time ago? Why hasn't he come back yet? He knows a lot of people. I wonder if he can get us an invitation."

"Can't buy it on the black market?" Ming Dongheng came back from outside.

Xiao Bingwen nodded, "It's a bit difficult this time. They are going to auction the last cryptocurrency. You know how many people are waiting for it around the world. Our country doesn't have an advantage."

The White Tiger Auction House is a foreign-funded enterprise and is connected to foreign forces.

As he spoke, Xiao Bingwen saw that the time was up.

Eight o'clock.

He placed the computer beside him on the coffee table, opened the web page, and jumped to the live broadcast of "Come on Friends".

The voices of Yan Lu and Mei Yi were heard from the computer.

There are also cheers from the crowd and commentary from the fighting arena.

five minutes later.

"Are you watching a TV show, Yan Lu's?" Xu Nanjing recognized it as the one they were watching at that time. He was not very interested in variety shows. He held the teacup and glanced lazily at the computer, sipping his tea: "I can't find her again, what's so interesting about this..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge logo of "White Tiger Auction Tide" appeared on the screen.

Then, the camera moved from bottom to top, capturing the majestic giant lion.

Xu Nanjing started coughing violently: "Cough cough..."