Ren Qiandang spoke first. He stood not far away, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Bai Qian. The aura of the person on his body was very oppressive.
"Bai Zian." Bai Zian nodded towards him, unable to hear the emotion in his words.
Ren Qian looked at her quietly. She was wearing the same school uniform jacket as other students, and the hairpin on her head was handmade.
From top to bottom.
Even the shoes are ordinary.
Everywhere echoes the dilapidated and poor Qingshui Street.
But she stood in the dark night, with a long staircase behind her and a streetlight that wasn't even that bright. The look she looked over quietly was like a mandala growing on a cliff in the dark night.
"Wanxuan was spoiled by us. I'm sorry for what happened during the day." Ren Qian came back to his senses and apologized profusely. "She didn't expect that you also had an invitation letter from the White Tiger Auction House. I hosted a banquet tonight.
, I hope you can forgive my granddaughter."
"No need," Bai Zian smiled. Under the light, she looked lazy and a little careless. "I accidentally helped someone to give me the invitation. He gave it to me and it was sold in the afternoon."
That's right, Qingshui Street is close to the two boundaries.
It’s not surprising to meet some people.
The secretary-general was thinking, so he specifically mentioned Wanhe Building, "Classmate Bai, our husband ordered a meal at Wanhe Building..."
Wanhelou is the most famous membership-only restaurant in Xiangcheng. Every dish costs more than four figures, and reservations are required.
Most people can't even get through the door.
"Something's wrong," Bai Qian interrupted him, "I'll take the first step."
The secretary-general stood there blankly, watching Bai Qian leave.
"Sir, she doesn't watch the news?" The secretary-general turned his head and looked at Ren Qian, unable to help but wonder.
If you just take a look at the news, you should know who Ren Qian is, right?
"This girl has an unusual aura," Ren Qian thought thoughtfully, and then ordered, "Pick a gift to send to the Ji family tomorrow."
Does this mean we want to make good friends?
The secretary-general was surprised, but he also had a sense of the Ji family. Although Bai Qian got the invitation letter accidentally, what if she still has friendship with that person in the future?
Ren Qian returned to the car.
The girl sitting in the back seat still looked down at her phone without looking up.
He said helplessly, "Xuanxuan, this classmate Bai Qian is different from what I imagined. She has character. You should go down and apologize to her."
"I didn't know she had it, can you help her speak?" Ren Wanxuan finally raised her head.
She pursed her lips and looked at Ren Qian, then suddenly opened the car door and got out.
"Bang--"
The car door was slammed shut.
"Sir?" From the driver's seat, the secretary-general looked at the back seat and asked with his eyes open.
Ren Qian was silent for a long time, "Send someone to follow her."
Ren Wanxuan has been smart since she was a child. She skipped two grades in school. She is the youngest and most favored in class and in Ren's family. She has never suffered any injustice. Today is the first time she is educated by Ren Qian.
**
training courses.
After the class teacher saw Bai Qian leave, he remembered the two answers and handed them to Chen Zhu.
Chen Zhu was studying today's exercises carefully. After the class teacher put the paper down, he glanced at it casually, thinking it was another exercise paper, but he saw the answers printed on it.
He squinted slightly. There was no magnetic field in today's exercises. He took the paper over and looked at it for a while. He was a little stunned and took out the exercise book from his school bag.
He had already excerpted the answers to the last physics question and put them into his physics problem book.
really.
This is another solution to the last exercise!
Everyone else in the training class has left, only Ning Xiao and Chen Zhu are still sitting in their original positions.
Chen reluctantly put away the other answer, then got up and went to find the head teacher of Class 8.
Seeing him like this, the head teacher of Class 8 put down the thermos cup and was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"This answer," Chen Zhu unfolded the paper in his hand and showed it to the class teacher of Class 8, "Where did you get it?"
The head teacher of Class 8 looked at Chen Zhu and did not answer first.
Just ask: "What do you think of your new classmates?"
Today's incident involving classmate Ren Wanxuan, if Chen Zhu just said something in time, it might not cause such a big fuss.
The only person in the school who can compete with Ren Wanxuan is Chen Zhu.
Mentioning Bai Zian, Chen Zhu paused slightly. He remembered the reason why Bai Zian came to this training class and the "85" score. It was precisely because of this understanding that he did not stop him at noon today.
Obviously, his understanding is still one-sided.
"I don't understand, so I won't judge." He said.
"I'm going to set up a learning mutual aid group tomorrow, will you bring new students?" the head teacher of Class 8 asked.
Chen Zhu paused for a moment and said without much thought, "I should be paired with Ren Wanxuan."
He and Ren Wanxuan have known each other since childhood and have been in the same group since childhood. Moreover, Ren Wanxuan is indeed very smart, so there is no need to worry about being in the same group with her.
Now she has a conflict with Bai Zian.
Chen Zhuo's intention was obviously to refuse.
"I showed this problem-solving idea to my teacher," the head teacher of Class 8 nodded and said nothing more, "It is very similar to the answer from Jiangjing Preparatory Camp. There will be similar answers in the future. I will ask her opinion depending on the situation. I’ll try my best to give it to you.”
Chen Zhu was startled, but finally nodded and said goodbye to the head teacher politely.
**
Ming Dongheng still stayed with Jiang He at the milk tea shop.
Every day he would wait for Bai Qian to finish school before leaving.
This is still the case today.
It's just that when he said goodbye to Bai Zian, Bai Zian glanced at him one more time.
Needless to say, Ming Dongheng is tall and strong. When he looks at people, his eyes are sharp but his expression is dull.
He doesn't look very smart, he really looks like a paramecium.
This sense of substitution is inexplicable.
After Ming Dongheng went out, he couldn't help but scratch his head, wondering what Bai Zian meant by the look he gave him.
Bai Zian sat next to Jiang He, took out the physics exercises given tonight and began to read them slowly. The notebook Jiang Fuli gave her was very useful, at least she didn't have to study so hard today.
Physics is like this. If you know the formulas and theorems, a still picture can automatically play in your mind.
When Jiang Fuli arrived, Bai Qian was memorizing English words.
"What are we learning about electromagnetism today?" Jiang Fuli glanced at the exercises she put on the table.
Today's question is normal, but not to the point.
Bai Zian nodded and turned off the English vocabulary software.
"Well," Jiang Fuli put his coat aside and reached for the exercise question. The answer could be seen at a glance, but he didn't bother to turn over it: "I'll write a new question for you."
"Okay." Bai Qian responded.
Jiang Fuli stretched out his hand and wrote down a series of beautiful numbers.
The cold white fingers drew an electric field diagram that looked like it was printed out.
As soon as he took it seriously, the alienation in his body became much lighter. He was wearing a white shirt and all the buttons on the collar were tightly buttoned.
It's cold and peaceful.
Bai Qian looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said something shocking: "Teacher Jiang, do you think I look like a paramecium?"
Jiang Fuli: "..."
He put down his pen and suddenly wanted to sigh.
He reached out and handed the written question to Bai Qian, and explained to her the electromagnetic question left today.
People outside had already laid out dinner for him and Jiang He.
As he picked up the chopsticks, he glanced at Bai Qian.
All the chairs in this corner of the milk tea shop have been replaced by black sofas.
Her whole body was immersed in black. Her school uniform jacket was open, revealing the white T-shirt underneath. She tilted her face slightly and leaned lazily on the sofa. Her face was as white as crystal.
Not like a paramecium, Jiang Fuli lowered his head and thought slowly.
Like a cat.
**
When Bai Jian returned, Mao Kun was waiting for her at the street corner.
She gave the invitation letter in her hand to Mao Kun.
"Who was that just now?" The person who picked her up today was Ji Shaorong. He didn't wait at the entrance of the alley, but walked outside.
I happened to see Mao Kun.
"Um," Bai Qian put her backpack on her back without batting an eye, "I have a relative of the canteen manager, and he's here to deliver something."
Ji Shaorong grew up here as a child, so he naturally knows the manager of the canteen.
But recently he heard news about Qingshui Street at Ren's house, "This store manager is said to be a bit dangerous. It's not simple. You should be careful."
Bai Zian was stunned, "Is that so?"
But she thinks the store manager is quite nice.
Ji Shaorong turned on the flashlight, and the two of them had nothing to say.
"I'm sorry, Wan Xuan has caused you so much trouble." After a long while, Ji Shaorong spoke.
"It's okay," Bai Qian replied lazily, reciting the words, "I'm more tolerant of people from Xiangcheng."
Ji Shaorong didn't quite understand what Bai Qian meant, but he said again: "I thought you would become friends."
Bai Zian was surprised: "Then this is unlikely."
"I know," Ji Shaorong patted Bai Qian on the shoulder and stopped mentioning Ren Wanxuan. "Your grandpa's mental state has been much better recently. Thank you."
The two of them walked a few steps and saw Ji Heng waiting at the door of the courtyard.
Seeing Ji Heng, Bai Qian's eyes lit up, "Grandpa."
Ji Heng looked into her eyes: "..."
Bai Zian blinked, "Grandpa, do you still remember the principle of the constant speed of light?"
Ji Heng suddenly felt why he had to come out and wait for them.
He turned back to the yard and continued doing carpentry.
"Then I'll explain it to you again tomorrow morning." Bai Zian said to himself.
Ji Heng: "No matter what speed I move forward, the speed of light is constant 300,000 kilometers for me. Even if I reach the speed of light and move forward at 300,000 kilometers, the speed of light is still 300,000 kilometers relative to me."
Ji Shaorong, who was listening: "..."
Is his dad going to be admitted to a senior college?
Bai Qian was a little dissatisfied. She put down her schoolbag and followed Ji Heng to the courtyard, "Grandpa, what you said is so vague. Let me explain it to you again @%*(^..."
When she finally heard the answer she wanted from Ji Heng, Bai Qian returned to her room with satisfaction and continued to answer questions.
Ji Shaorong looked at this scene in surprise.
Ji Heng finished making the small bench in his hand, then picked up the cigarette bag at hand and lit it: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't worry about Wanxuan and Aji anymore. It's too late. You can stay here."
After saying that, he took the small stool into his room.
Ji Shaorong knew what Ji Heng meant and didn't force it.
The next morning, when Ji Shaorong got up, he saw Bai Qian sitting next to Ji Heng's bed, waiting for him to get up.
he:"……"
So why make a small bench?
Aren’t you afraid that some people will get up earlier and earlier?
**
Today is Friday.
The last class in the afternoon was Chinese. Lu Lingxi stood on the podium and said, "The monthly exam next weekend will cheer me up. Everyone knows that the school anniversary is coming soon, and the sponsors of Xiangcheng Middle School will come to watch.
The school has stipulated that each class must put on at least one program this time, and the entertainment committee will go back and plan what kind of program our class will put on."
As Friday approaches, everyone is very excited.
"Okay, Mother Lu!" Zhang Shize and a group of boys agreed, patting the table.
Bai Zian has to go to a training class after school.
The head teacher of Class 8 put away last night's exercises and played today's video.
After the video was played, the head teacher of Class 8 did not hand out exercises. He stood in front and said with a smile: "In order to promote learning, I decided to set up a mutual help group, with three to four people in groups, and everyone can combine freely."
As soon as the words came out, everyone in the training class turned their attention to Chen Zhu, Ren Wanxuan and Ning Xiao.
"Brother Zhu, are we in a group?" Ren Wanxuan looked at Chen Zhu beside her.
Chen Zhu nodded, "Of course."
In the whole school, he only recognized the strength of Ren Wanxuan and Ning Xiao, and he didn't pay much attention to the others.
Aren't these two people a powerful combination?
In an instant, everyone in the training class rushed to where Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zuo were.
Don't talk about results.
Just because of his family background, he would try to join the team of these two people no matter what.
"I'll follow my brother." Ren Wanxuan saw from the corner of her eye that there was no one around Bai Qian, and then she looked at the people surrounding her and Chen Zu, and tilted her head: "Why don't you draw lots? We won't choose. , chosen purely by luck.”
Shi Yutong is still absent, and Ren Wanxuan still has two positions in this group.
The two people who were soon chosen let out shouts of surprise.
Seeing that there was no hope, the others also looked for other teammates.
Even the taciturn Ning Xiao was interrupted from time to time, but he never responded.
There is only one person that no one cares about, and that is Bai Zian. Bai Zian is good-looking, but...
Ren Wanxuan told her about her score on the first day, which was 85 in Science and Comprehensive Science. She didn’t know what she was doing here. Naturally, no one wanted to form a team with her. They formed a study group to improve her score.
At the end there are only four people left in the class.
"Then Ning Xiao, Bai Qian, Tang Ming, and Zhu Jiaren, the four of you will automatically form a group." The head teacher of Class 8 made the final decision.
Only then did today’s exercises begin.
I wish the beautiful woman looks distressed.
After the mutual aid groups were divided, everyone quickly adjusted the seats of the mutual aid groups. Basically, everyone in one group sat together.
Bai Qian and Ning Xiao were already sitting next to each other, so Tang Ming and Zhu Jiaren sat next to them.
Tang Ming secretly took out his mobile phone and successfully added Bai Xian's WeChat message, "Bai Xian, please feel free to contact me if you have any questions in the future."
Zhu Jiaren was lying on the table, looking at Ning Xiao who was doing his homework without saying a word. He was wearing a school uniform. He only looked up at Zhu Jiaren and Tang Ming at the beginning, and his dark eyes fell from the long broken ones. exposed in the hair.
She looked so gloomy when she looked at people that Zhu Jiaren couldn't help but shudder.
Looking at Bai Qian again, she was leaning on the table casually, her chin lazily supported on her palms, and a strand of long hair fell down from the side and fell on her white wrist.
Then she casually put the exercises aside.
What is mutual aid? This is for poverty alleviation for Bai Zian and for the wilting beauty.
Even if you can't make it to Chen Zhuren Wanxuan's group, you can still be assigned to other groups in Class 8.
Why did it happen to be a mutual aid group that looked like it had no future?
Tang Ming looked at Zhu Jiaren, who had participated in the competition with him, "Zhu Jiaren, if we have any questions in the future, we can discuss them together. Come and add Bai Qian Ningxiao on WeChat?"