The long street at twilight, taking in the seven colors of the bright moon.
"Long wait." Jiang Fuli came to his senses. He pressed his eyes and introduced himself to Bai Qian, "Hello, classmate Bai Jian. I am Jiang He's brother, Jiang Fuli."
He got out of the car with his body covered in cold frost, and his slightly lowered voice was naturally cold.
Bai Qian raised his head and inadvertently ran into a pair of light-colored eyes, which were like cold pools that could not reflect any light.
Deep and cold.
She glanced at Jiang Fuli. He was wearing a black shirt, his face was cold and unique, and his slightly lighter hair blended with the light.
Looking at each other for the first time, maybe another look.
It was obviously lonely and quiet.
But it was deafening.
After a long while, Bai Zian slowly spoke: "Give me a reason not to shark you."
Jiang Fuli rarely showed his true emotions in front of others. This was the first time that he was in a daze in front of others.
Jiang He raised his head and said disdainfully: "Sister Bai's name is Bai Qian."
Jiang Fuli: "..."
First, do you want to take a look at what you noted?
"Sorry," Jiang Fuli laughed softly when he realized what had happened. His usually cold and cold eyes were mixed with a little smile: "Jiang He is sensitive to numbers, but he never went to kindergarten, so...
"
He paused and commented briefly: "He is semi-literate."
Bai Qian glanced at Jiang He coldly.
Jiang He, who has autism spectrum disorder and only has a superior IQ in numerical geometry: "..."
He looked away expressionlessly and covered his watch smoothly.
"It was removed from the fan?" Jiang Fuli was holding a book in his other hand, which he rolled into a tube. He squatted next to Bai Qian, took the motor from her, and lowered his eyes to look at it carefully.
: "It should be a capacitor problem. Use a multimeter to see which wire has no resistance and fix it."
It was a hand that was like a work of art, as bright as white jade, with slender joints, well-proportioned and smooth lines, and a faint refreshing aura.
"Multimeter?" Bai Qian withdrew her death gaze from Jiang He and rested her chin on her lap. She tilted her head lazily: "I wanted to buy one, but my grandpa wouldn't let me demolish the house. I stole this from his room.
of."
There was no other emotion on her face, and her black pupils reflected the light of the streetlight above her head, making her look lazy and beautiful.
Obviously I just want to secretly dismantle the electric fan motor.
I can imagine that she is very cute and steals the parents' things, and the parents may have to turn a blind eye and helplessly cooperate to watch her steal.
"I have it, and I will bring it to you in two days." Just thinking about that scene, Jiang Fuli felt like a big cat lazily stretched out its paws to scratch him: "I have a physics laboratory, and there are various experiments there.
There are all the utensils available, making it very convenient to conduct experiments.”
There were very few people Jiang He could get close to, and there were times when he wouldn't even speak a word to him for seven days.
Bai Qian is a very strange existence in Jiang He.
Until he saw it with his own eyes now, he felt that he might understand why Jiang He wanted to go home with her.
Bai Xian blinked his eyes.
It's a big laboratory, it should have a particle collider...
More and more people were looking around. Jiang Fuli picked up Jiang He's collar and stood up: "Get in the car first and take you back."
There are a little few street lights on Qingshui Street.
Bai Zian asked Jiang Fuli's car to stop at the intersection.
"This is the book you asked for," Jiang Fuli got off the car with her and handed her the book in his hand. Under the dusk, his eyebrows seemed to be immersed in ice and snow, slightly softened, "Physics is not difficult, it is very interesting, and there are
If you have any questions, you can ask me.”
"Thank you." Bai Qian took the book.
This is a book she has never seen before.
"I should be the one thanking you," Jiang Fuli looked at Jiang He and said softly: "Jiang He always feels that he is an alien and wants to return to his own planet. You are his first human friend."
Bai Zian commented, "He is very cute."
Jiang Fuli turned his head and looked at her for a while, then chuckled, "Yeah."
Bai Zian waved to him and left.
Jiang Fuli watched her enter a canteen. There were police patrolling not far away.
He relaxed his frown slightly and returned to the car.
"There's no demolition here?" Ming Dongheng was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at the low buildings of some age, looking surprised, "It is opposite Heishui Street, and my master is there."
That's the place Ming Dongheng often goes to, Heishui Street, a street at the junction of the two countries.
I just didn't expect that Heishui Street and Qingshui Street are only one kilometer apart, facing each other across the river.
Jiang Fuli looked at a few lonely street lights and slowly raised the car window: "Go back."
Ming Dongheng drove the car away, and Jiang He lay by the car window looking at Bai Qian.
Jiang Fuli tapped the screen of his mobile phone with his fingertips. In the dark night, his eyebrows seemed to be soaked with a light layer of cold frost. After a while, he lit up the screen and sent a message——
[Go to the utility room to find my physics notes.]
**
commissary.
Two patrol policemen came over and bought two bottles of water and chatted with the store manager in a normal manner.
The store manager answered confusedly.
Before going out today, Bai Qian asked the store manager to help her bring some wires. The store manager gave her the wires and gave her a lollipop. He covered the QR code and refused to let her transfer money: "Hurry up and go home, Tiandu."
It’s dark.”
"Oh." Bai Zian put away the wire.
The patrolman didn't ask anything, so he called it a day and went back. After the two patrolmen left, the neighbor dared to come over and asked, "What did you do? Did you go to the other side of the river to steal something? Why are the police always watching you?"
"But I am a good citizen," the store manager said aggrievedly, and he himself was puzzled, "I just thought about it and I didn't do anything."
Bai Zian bit the lollipop, lowered her beautiful eyes, and walked into the alley with an innocent look on her face.
As soon as I reached the entrance of the alley, I saw an old man waiting there.
It's Ji Heng.
Bai Xian was stunned for a moment, and she quickened her pace.
Ji Heng held a flashlight. When he saw her, he turned it on and pointed it down the dark alley to take her back. "You don't have to be hasty when studying, take your time."
There are street lights on Qingshui Street, but there are no alleys inside.
There are only occasional dim lights from family members.
"I don't." Bai Zian took out his earphones, prepared to listen to English words, and rejected this suggestion.
Ji Heng: "..."
Seeing Bai Zian staring at his flashlight again, he warned: "...this can't be dismantled."
Bai Qian's eyes were a little wandering: "Am I that kind of person?"
"But I saw the body of my electric fan when I woke up in the morning." Ji Heng exposed her ruthlessly.
"That's because you watched it at the wrong time. If you don't believe me, just watch it again in two days." Bai Zian said harshly.
**
at the same time.
The only bungalow area in Xiangcheng is Renjia.
Ren Qian asked about Ren Wanxuan's studies as usual, and explained about Gao Jiachen: "Dr. Gao has not responded yet, you have to fight for it from the school."
Ren Wanxuan nodded, if it was the past, it would be time to leave.
Today she was a little hesitant.
"What's wrong?" Ren Qian was surprised.
"Those things about my dad's family..." Ren Wanxuan told Ren Qian about Bai Jian.
Ren Qian heard the end and put down the document in his hand, "Wen Zhuanli?"
Ren Wanxuan didn't care too much. She just thought that the other party only had 85 points in comprehensive science and shook her head: "85 in comprehensive science. I don't know why she wants to study science. Dad asked me to teach her."
"Don't listen to him. He has become more and more confused in the past two years, and he doesn't know what's important." Ren Qian looked coldly. He valued Ren Wanxuan's studies. Naturally, he knew that she got a perfect score of 300 in the comprehensive science test this time. "How important is your studies?"
He doesn't know?"
He hadn't seen this Bai Zian before, so he had a bad impression.
It is still important for young people to be steady and practical.
Ren Wanxuan quickly rubbed Ren Qian's shoulders, "Don't be angry, my dad didn't mean it. You know him. He only cares about research. He doesn't even remember how old I am."
The Ji family has indeed not relied on the Ren family to cause trouble in all these years.
It's just that Ren Qian didn't care about the Ji family. He calmed down and told Ren Wanxuan: "Okay, don't worry about the Ji family. Your dad is not clear-headed. You have to figure out what is most important.
I will take the college entrance examination next year, so don’t be distracted by other things.”
After Ren Wanxuan left, the secretary-general said: "Next year's college entrance examination, it will be our turn to be the top scholar in Xiangcheng. Miss Wanxuan has a good chance."
"The competition for her this year is too great. It will be difficult for her to compete with the Chen family in Xiangcheng." Ren Qian knew a little bit about the inside story. He shook his head, "Don't talk about the top pick in Beicheng. Let's talk about it after getting the top pick in Xiangcheng."
In their eyes, the biggest goal is the No. 1 pick in Beicheng.
As for the top pick in the country, no one has thought about it.
In which year was the national champion not from Jiangjing?
How could it be somewhere else.
"This is the list of items to be auctioned by White Tiger Auction House in a week's time," the secretary-general remembered the business, "This time there is an authentic work by Liang Zewen."
Hearing this, Ren Qian quickly reached out to take it, "Liang Zewen's authentic work?"
Liang Ti is the most popular font, not only loved by ordinary people, but also highly praised by major aristocratic families and great writers, so Ren Qian asked Ren Wanxuan to learn Liang Ti from a young age.
Obviously, Ren Wanxuan has been very successful in this step. She has been favored by many people because of this skill since she was a child.
There are very few authentic works of Liang Zewen. The only known authentic work is in the private museum of the Chen family in Jiangjing.
As soon as this authentic painting comes out, a lot of people will come from all over the country.
No one would suspect it was fake. After all, it was the largest auction house in Asia. No one would dare to cause trouble even if the auction house opened on Blackwater Street.
"Find a way to get an invitation letter to the auction house." Ren Qian said.
**
The next day.
Bai Zian did not stay in the library because Jiang Fuli had someone bring a multimeter to her.
She was planning to go home and let her grandpa know what "wrong time to watch" meant.
The No. 12 bus stopped at Qingshui Street. When Bai Zian got off the bus carrying a black backpack, she saw a circle of people surrounding Qingshui Street near the canteen.
As Bai Qian approached, the man in the white vest watching the excitement outside the crowd shook his hands.
With a "pop" sound, the cigarette fell to the ground.
"Team Zhang, ask them, have I broken the law?" In the middle of the crowd, a middle-aged man in black puffed out a smoke ring and pointed at a jelly vendor selling jelly, "You dare to say that I have broken the law?
?”
The jelly vendor shook his head in fear. He cleaned up the stall that was kicked, "No, no! I knocked it down myself!"
"Oh, do you dare?" The middle-aged man took another two steps and pointed at the one selling hand-carved items.
The man sat on the ground and waved his hands wildly.
He was wearing an embroidered shoe and finally stopped in front of Ji Heng, "What about you? Do you dare?"
Ji Heng looked at the stall that fell to the ground and shook his head.
"Look," the middle-aged man looked at Captain Zhang leisurely and said arrogantly: "I told you I didn't, Captain Zhang, you don't want to take a good guy back, do you?"
"You..." Captain Zhang was about to take action, but his companion hugged him tightly, "Forget it, Captain Zhang!"
The companion whispered in Captain Zhang's ear, "He should be the poisonous scorpion..."
Captain Zhang calmed down.
Poisonous scorpion.
One of the top ten wanted men on their internal wanted list. He often moves around Blackwater Street and internationally. Many of his subordinates are mercenaries. They are backed by bars on Blackwater Street. I heard that the FBI can't do anything to him.
The power is huge.
Poisonous Scorpion had long anticipated this situation.
He looked at Captain Zhang contemptuously, threw the cigarette to the ground in front of him, and stepped on it with his foot, "It seems that Captain Zhang has to find another way to catch me."
No one dared to speak.
The poisonous scorpion arrogantly took away all the cigarettes from the canteen and left Qingshui Street without hesitation.
After everyone left, Captain Zhang silently helped the surrounding vendors tidy up their stalls. He whispered to these people: "I'm sorry."
The people in the Blackwater Street bar, the border treaty between the two countries, the people there——
Team Zhang has no evidence, so there is really nothing he can do.
Even if the Chen family in Xiangcheng were here today, they would still suffer a loss.
Bai Zian stood not far away, watching this scene calmly.
The back of his white vest became hairy when she looked at him. He shuddered, chewed on his cigarette and went to help the vendors collect their things.
Obviously, the man in the white vest was also one of the "contract officers" who was not easy to mess with. When he saw him helping to collect things, Captain Zhang couldn't help but look at him and then at the shop owner not far away.
The people around gradually dispersed. This kind of thing is not uncommon in Qingshui Street.
"Aji?" Ji Heng packed up his things, but saw Baiji standing on the street.
Neighbors like the gadgets made by Ji Heng, and he will have a stall every few days. Bai Qian studies late in the library every day, and this is the first time he has seen him stall.
"Yes." Bai Qian responded calmly and reached out to take Ji Heng's things.
"It's okay, grandpa is used to spending money to eliminate disasters," Ji Heng held the pipe and obviously talked a lot today, "This kind of thing doesn't happen often. He is from the opposite side and doesn't come here often. You will
Be careful when you go out, it’s better for us ordinary people to try to avoid disturbing them as much as possible.”
He comforted Bai Zian.
Bai Zian said "Yeah" obediently again, but her dark eyes grew colder.
Ji Heng was very relieved about her.
Eleven o'clock in the evening.
The lights in Ji Heng's room went out, and Bai Qian went to the room. She tightened the last screw on the electric fan.
Then I took my mobile phone and gently closed the door and went out.
Crossing the bridge at the end of Qingshui Street, a street spans in front of you. It is magnificent. It is obviously ten o'clock in the evening, but it is as bright as day. The entrance is written in two languages -
Blackwater Street.
The white vest has been waiting here for a long time. When he looked up, he saw the girl in a moon-white dress who was incompatible with this street.
"Sister." Bai Wei came up, handed Bai Qian a cigarette, and lit it.
Bai Qian held the slender cigarette between her fingers very nonchalantly. The flames rolled through and the smoke rose slightly. She tilted her head lazily: "Where is he?"