Ning Xiao also packed up his things, and he listened to Tang Ming's call.
When he turned around, he saw the cold expression on Bai Shi's cold face. His eyes were squinting dangerously. Even if he didn't speak, Ning Xiao felt the cold air.
The laziness of the week no longer exists.
Ning Xiao grabbed Tang Ming's schoolbag belt, and his gloomy eyes showed a little light through the black hair on his forehead. He calmed down: "I'll give you a place, what are you calling? Go out first."
Very serious and loud.
Tang Ming withdrew his voice back with a "oh".
The white and slender fingers carried the backpack, then withdrew their gaze and walked out the door, with a slight scattered posture.
The two followed.
Everyone in the stairs classroom watched them leave three times, and they looked at each other only when they could not see anyone.
"What did Tang Ming say just now?"
Someone spoke in a fantasy way.
"It seems...it seems to be said that Bai Zi wants to give him the quota."
Chen's family is well-informed, and it is difficult to suppress the shock at this time.
Everyone in Xiangcheng, and even the four major cities, are striving for Jiangjing University. Even Beicheng No. 1 Middle School, there are only ten places, and each place is controlled by Jiangjing University.
There are no quotas for this app, and there is no price for the market.
The Ren family and Chen family regard them as treasures, not to mention others.
Bai Zi really wants to give this quota to Tang Ming?
"It seems that it's not difficult to understand," someone in the stairs classroom suddenly spoke, "When Ning Xiao Tang Ming can get such a high score, Bai Zi should share the answer with them. After all, Ning Xiao is the first."
Ning Xiao often competes for one or two places in the school with Chen Jiao. This time, Chen Jia scored less than Ning Xiao with the help of a doctorate from Jiangjing University, which only shows that there are experts behind him.
Who is this variable...
He doesn't think he wants except Bai Zi.
“Aren’t the three of them competing?”
Before, they also envied Ren Wanxuan's two team members.
But now compared to Tang Ming and Ning Xiao, these two team members seem to have nothing to envy.
"What are you competing for? Didn't you see it? Bai Zi is going to give the app to Tang Ming. The new classmate is really good to the team members. If only I had a random chance at that time..."
Speaking of this, most people couldn't help but look at Zhu Jiaren who had been sitting behind Ren Wanxuan before.
They remember that Zhu Jiaren was also from the group of Bai Zi.
Zhu Jiaren did not look up since she heard Ning Xiao and Tang Ming scores.
She has realized...
Ning Xiao doesn’t go to help Bai Zi every night to help him.
Bai Zi has the answer, even clearer than Ren Wanxuan’s!
Why didn't she say it before?
If she said that, she wouldn't make excuses to go back to the dormitory...
Exercises, and exercises!
Zhu Jiaren found out the WeChat of Tang Ming she added, and she only added Tang Ming-
[What exactly are the exercises Bai Zi gave us before?]
Tang Ming didn't say anything, and only posted two pictures.
The picture shows Bai Zi's handwritten exercises and analysis. Zhu Jiaren didn't care about Bai Zi's hair before, and threw them away without reading it. Today is the first time I carefully read the topic and analysis.
After reading it, I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.
At this moment, she finally knew what she had missed.
Outside.
When Tang Ming asked Bai Zi the tenth time, she finally spoke, "You say something more and I will transfer it to Zhang Shize immediately."
Tang Ming: "…"
He downloaded the app and registered his account in a smooth manner.
Then he searched Ning Xiao's account and followed it. He didn't find it when he searched for Bai Zi. He was about to ask Bai Zi, but he saw that Bai Zi had already entered the milk tea shop.
He held back silently.
**
Ren Family.
Meal time.
Ren Qian came back from outside, put a gift box on the servant's hand, glanced at him and didn't see Ren Wanxuan: "Where is Xuanxuan?"
The servants looked at each other.
Since Ren Wanxuan came back, she locked herself upstairs with a gloomy face. She never came down and didn't eat dinner.
No one dared to call her.
Ren Qian was surprised. He knew that today was the day to issue the quota, so he specially brought gifts to Ren Wanxuan.
He went upstairs and knocked on Ren Wanxuan's door.
There was no movement, and he directly asked someone to take out the key from the warehouse to open the door.
Ren Wanxuan didn't turn on the lights, and the curtains were tightly pulled. Ren Qian was surprised and asked the servant to give her the gift box. He reached out to turn on the lights in the room.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Ren Wanxuan didn't take off her school uniform, she lay on the bed. Ren Qian held the gift box and said gently: "Grandpa has bought you a gift. Open it and see, it's what you have always liked."
"I don't want it."
Ren Qian looked at Ren Wanxuan worriedly and waved his hand to let the servant leave: "Xuanxuan, tell my grandfather, who bullied you?"
Ren Wanxuan didn't say anything.
Ren Qian stood there, looked at her for a while, took out her cell phone, and looked coldly to call the principal.
Hearing the sound of buttons, Ren Wanxuan suddenly got up, took Ren Qian's cell phone away, and cut off the phone.
Ren Qian didn't get it back, just stood there and looked at her.
The principal called back quickly, but neither of them read it.
After five minutes of confrontation between grandparents and grandchildren, Ren Wanxuan spoke, "Neither Chen Zhu nor I got a quota."
Ren Qian was no less shock than Ren Wanxuan. He and the Chen family were sure to win these two places.
Now Ren Wanxuan says that they have not received the quota?
He wanted to ask again, but Ren Wanxuan refused to say a word. She returned the phone to Ren Qian and then blasted him out the door, locking the door again.
Ren Qian called the principal with his cell phone.
"Baishou?"
Ren Qian's surprise was obvious when he learned that one of the two places was Bai Zi.
In Ren Wanxuan's description, Bai Zi is a literary transformation from theory, and the comprehensive score of science has always been very low. Ren Qian never expected that there would be Bai Zi.
"You go and apologize to Teacher Li on Monday," Ren Qian knocked on Ren Wanxuan's door twice and said in a deep voice, "You should know with your brain that who dares to wear the Ren family's shoes in Xiangcheng?"
No one was talking inside.
Ren Qian took out the phone and called Ji Shaorong. No one answered it. Then he turned around and said to the servant: "Pick a gift that a girl likes."
This is what I want to give to Baishu.
Ren Wanxuan suddenly opened the door and looked at Ren Qian, "Grandpa, go find me the best teacher in Beicheng."
She can't be compared by Bai Zi.
**
It's past nine o'clock in the evening.
No. 112 Qingshui Street is not closed yet.
Bai Zi came back early when he had something to do and was about to go to the small shop to buy milk. The manager sat on a small stool outside and grinded a kitchen knife.
She was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with her hair neatly held, and a notebook in her hand.
When approaching the store.
The store manager stood up with a knife, "Zhuo, it's quite early to come back today."
"Yeah," Bai Feng lazily took a bottle of milk and scanned the QR code to pay, "It's a little bit."
Not far away, I pretended to be a passerby and saw the store manager standing up. Two film police officers who had not yet gotten off work hurriedly approached, "Classmate, haven't you returned so late?"
Separate the white squid from the store manager quietly.
"I'll go back soon." Bai Zi paid the money and looked up and down at the two people with a distinct temperament from ordinary people.
Remembering Ji Shaorong said that the police were staring at the store manager.
She pierced the straw in, bit the straw and went to the alley in front to wait for Mao Kun.
Five minutes after Bai Zi left, Mao Kun walked over from the end of Qingshui Street with heavy steps.
The store manager was still sharpening the knife. He squatted in front of the store manager for a minute and commented: "Uncle, your knife is not sharp enough, and it is not fast to cut bones. I will bring you a sharp one in two days."
"It's okay." The store manager lit up a knife reflecting the chill.
Two police officers who were preparing to change shifts took a breath of air conditioning.
Bai Zi leaned against the wall and waited for Mao Kun in an old place, with her fair and slender fingers punctuating the straw, and her other hand pressed her phone to memorize words.
As soon as he saw her, Mao Kun accelerated his pace, "Sister."
He had something to do in the past two days, so Bai Zi asked him to come over one day in advance.
Bai Zi put his phone back into his pocket, turned his head lazily, and his eyes were covered in the dark: "Did you have a sandbag?"
She saw that Mao Kun's limbs were not tied to a pound of sandbags.
"Oh yes," Mao Kun raised his right hand and showed Bai Su the silver-white metal the size of an egg on his wrist and ankle. "I originally used iron, but my godfather said that two kilograms of iron were too large, so he gave it to him.
I changed this one.”
As he said that, he took out a cloth bag and showed Bai Zi four metals from the same lady, "I prepared this for you."
Bai Zi was surprised.
She picked up an egg-sized metal and weighed it in her hand.
It is obviously only the size of an egg, but it is two pounds.
The density is much larger than iron.
Baishu has to go to school, so it is inconvenient to tie sandbags on his hands, so such a small metal is OK.
She picked up four pieces of metal and threw them away casually. She was lazy in her posture, with a slight smile on the corners of her lips, and she praised casually: "It's very good."
Mao Kun watched her throw something eight pounds away: "..."
Today, he just changed into two kilograms of metal with both hands, and he ate two bites of food tonight.
"Today I will teach you how to work hard and cooperate with the last boxing technique," Bai Shi shook four pieces of metal casually and taught him how to do it. "Three training postures, the first one is in front of the left foot and the right foot is in the back."
As she said that, she put her four pieces of metal on his hand, "Take it like a stick, push it down with her right hand, step on her right heel, pull back with her right hand, push forward with her left hand..."
Suddenly, he was pressed by eight kilograms of things, and Mao Kun shook his right hand.
Bai Su bent down slowly, held the milk box in his left hand, pressed the cold corner of the milk box against his right hand, and gently lifted it up.
Mao Kun looked at her lazy face, her dark eyes clearly lacked aggressiveness, but it made him feel very stressed.
"Stay." Bai Feng saw that he stood firmly, and then let go of the milk box, and the wind was light and cloudy.
He learned three strength movements today for half an hour before he memorized them.
"Sister, am I stupid?" Mao Kun sent her to the door, and suddenly asked carefully on the way.
Bai Zi cut a word and heard it, but he didn't raise his head. "I have a poor memory and have a talent for martial arts."
Mao Kun was stunned.
The first time someone praised him.
After a while, he touched his head, "Can I teach Xiaowu and Xiaoqi?"
It was his two followers.
"Yes." The gate of the courtyard was ahead, and Bai Zi gave him a look and asked him to go back.
She stood at the door of the yard without a key to open the door.
Two seconds later.
Ji Heng, who was about to come out to pick her up, saw someone standing calmly at the door.
Ji Heng was silent for a moment and turned sideways to let her in, "What are you holding in your hand."
Seeing her fingertips hooking a bag, he reached out to take it.
His hand sank as soon as he got, almost staggering. Bai Zi held the person with quick eyes and hands, and looked up sincerely, "Grandpa, I'd better do it."
Then slowly hook the bag with one finger.
It was very relaxing, as if the bag was not an eight-pound thing weighing, but a feather.
Ji Heng: “…?”
"What are you?" He locked the door and looked at her, and there were only four egg-sized things.
So heavy?
"A tool for exercise," Bai Zi took out a small ball from the bag and turned his head: "Grandpa, do you have a thicker soft belt? I'll put it on."
Five minutes later.
Ji Heng looked at his weak granddaughter and tied four balls to his hands and feet.
Then he said "good night" to him with a calm and clear atmosphere.
**
The next morning.
Bai Feng and Jiang He made an appointment to go to Xiangcheng Library.
The bus No. 12 of Qingshui Street is very convenient. From the city gate to Qingshui Street to the school to the library, a assembly line runs almost through the entire Hunan City.
The library is at the next stop of the school.
Bai Shi saw Jiang He squatting beside the street lamp post opposite the library from afar.
He was wearing a small blue shirt and a white vest, squatting down facing the pillar, ignoring anyone around him.
Jiang Fuli stood beside him, and with a cold face, he helped Jiang He restore the restored Rubik's Cube to three surfaces with the same color in the center.
He was wearing a black T-shirt, his cold white fingers seemed to be frosty and snow-covered, and his long black eyelashes were restrained.
He slowly recovered the Rubik's Cube while lowering his eyes and swept his eyes coldly: "Did you recover with your feet all night?"
Jiang He didn't want to stay by his side, so he moved a seat and squatted in front of the trash can.
"Do you think it's time for me to put it in?" Jiang Fuli sneered.
Jiang He covered his ears with both hands.
opposite.
Ming Dongheng and Director Chen stood by the black business car in the distance, not daring to get close to the two people.
When Ming Dongheng was nervous, he was excited when he saw Bus No. 12 arrived. When the car stopped, a water-green figure got out of the bus. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Director Chen originally frowned and smoked.
When he saw Bai Zi, he immediately pinched the cigarette. Finally, he knew what Ming Dongheng was waiting for. He immediately greeted Bai Zi: "Miss Bai."
"Miss Bai," Ming Dongheng also stepped forward. He respectfully handed the small schoolbag in his hand to Bai Shi, "This is the schoolbag of the young master. Please give it to him later."
When Jiang Fuli taught Jiang He a lesson, don’t say that Dongheng was the only one in the Jiang family dared to get close.
Even Jiang Xijue passed by them would be affected.
Jiang Fuli stayed in the laboratory last night and didn't come back.
Jiang He didn't sleep alone at home. In the middle of the night, he ran to the opposite side of the library to wait for Bai Zi. After recovering the Rubik's Cube, he squatted beside the pillar and did not move.
Ming Dongheng dared not disturb Jiang Fuli, nor did he dare to call Bai Zi.
Jiang Fuli's laboratory involves the handover of detectors. Ming Dongheng knows the importance of the problem and has always been with Jiang He here.
Jiang Fuli only found out that Jiang He was here when he came back in the morning.
"Jiang He's?" Bai Feng reached out to take the small backpack with cabbage printed in Ming Dongheng's hand.
Today she was wearing a wide aqua-green double-breasted top with wide sleeves and dark green horse face below, and her hair was still tied with a wooden hairpin.
As soon as I raised my hand, a touch of red on my wrist was faintly exposed, with a silver-white metallic on my egg.
"Yes," Ming Dongheng looked at Jiang Fuli, "If possible, please tell the young master, Director Chen has something to do to find him."
Bai Zi walked to the opposite side.
Director Chen was holding the extinguished cigarette in one hand, and he was still staring at the silver-white metal on Bai Su's hands.
Ming Dongheng frowned and reminded him loudly, "Director Chen, pay attention to your gaze."
"Ah," Director Chen came to his senses and looked at Ming Dongheng faintly, "Mr. Ming, don't you think the silver decoration on Miss Bai's hand looks familiar?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ming Dongheng glanced at him, gloomy.
"Oh, no," Director Chen quickly explained, "That's so big a piece of iridium? That's so big! It must be two pounds! It's still pure natural, not recycled! It's enough to make a rocket engine