045 The new god of the fighting arena, the guzheng teacher!
Chen Gang holds the cup.
In just one night, Xiangcheng was transformed.
"It seems that you haven't received the news yet," he looked at Ren Qian, "The Li family got into trouble yesterday and was sealed off. A group of people moved into Jiangjing in Xiangcheng overnight. The only thing I can find is that this matter has something to do with the Bai family.
Xian is related to Mr. Chen."
Chen Gang has never met the Li family, so when he asks relevant personnel, he always gets the only answer: "It's confidential."
Fortunately, he took care of things well, and someone finally revealed to him that one of the parties involved was Bai Zian.
Only then did I find the Ren family.
He remembered that Bai Qian was Ji Shaorong's niece.
Ren Wanxuan squatted down to tie her shoelaces and suddenly paused.
"Is she related to Mr. Chen?" Ren Qian was also shocked.
As for the Ji family, he never cared about it. How could it have anything to do with Mr. Chen?
Ren Wanxuan stood up, grabbed her schoolbag, and suddenly said: "Maybe it's because she played in White on her school anniversary."
Ren Qian and Chen Gang both looked over.
"Bai Qian has learned guzheng," Ren Wanxuan lowered her eyes, feeling very confused: "On the school anniversary, I deliberately played Bai Yi Xing. Everyone knows that the Chen family likes Bai Yi Xing. It should be because of this."
After saying that, she took her schoolbag and went to school.
Behind him, Ren Qian also calmed down and asked, how could that person from the Ji family be related to Mr. Chen.
If it's because of "The Walking in White", then it makes sense.
so……
Ren Qian suddenly realized that Bai Qian was fine at all?
Not only was it okay, but it was also praised by Master Chen?
Ren Qian suddenly took out his mobile phone and called Ji Shaorong directly, but the call did not get through.
He sat on the sofa in a daze, feeling a little regretful for the first time, so the Ji family had no intention of asking him for help yesterday?
Then what he did last night...
Ji Shaorong must have felt it.
"As you can see, I can't contact Bai Qian either," Ren Qian looked at Chen Gang and sighed, "I don't think you should get involved in the Li family matter. It was just superficial, but now Master Chen has discovered it, how can you
Just put it aside quickly, as for Bai Qian..."
Ren Qian called Assistant Ren Jiawei again.
The two said a few words.
Ren Qian then hung up the phone and looked at Chen Gang, "They seem to be looking for a guzheng teacher for Bai Zian."
**
Jiang Fuli is here.
Director Chen was waiting downstairs before dawn.
When Jiang Fuli appeared in a black shirt, he quickly stood up and respectfully handed over Jiang He's watch. He was very ashamed and said, "Young Master Jiang, the Li family and Xiangcheng have already made arrangements."
Almost a major blood change.
Jiang Fuli just stood there, his cold eyes turning around on him.
Like the calm and dark sea before the storm.
Director Chen's body was shaking.
Just when Director Chen was about to cry, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind: "Where is Jiang He?"
Director Chen was overjoyed and turned back sharply.
They saw Bai Qian walking in from the outside slowly. She was wearing a simple school uniform, her long hair was tied up behind her head, her back was facing the morning sun, and she was holding a bunch of red Chinese knots between her white fingers.
Jiang Fuli looked away, then reached out to take the watch, "I won't come downstairs."
"I'll go take a look." Bai Qian put down her schoolbag. She promised Jiang He to come see her yesterday, so naturally she wouldn't break her promise.
Jiang Fuli took Bai Qian upstairs to see Jiang He.
Jiang He received a fright yesterday and took a tranquillizer to sleep all night.
I had already gotten up and was sitting in front of the small table, holding a brush and painting quietly with my head down.
Bai Qian walked quietly behind him. Jiang He drew a city tower.
Xiangcheng tower.
It's also her avatar.
"The lines here are wrong," Bai Qian looked at it for a while, then bent down, reached out to hold his hand, and lazily helped him draw a few strokes: "The tower is in a damaged state..."
She held Jiang He's hand and added a few strokes of her soul to Jiang He's ingenious painting.
Jiang Fuli didn't come near, he just leaned against the door and watched her intently as she taught Jiang He how to draw.
The sun hadn't fully risen in the morning, but a few rays of light passed through Jiang He's small window and quietly hit the girl's jade-like side face. The flowing light dimmed, adding a bit of life to the room.
A painting is finished.
Jiang He looked at the perfect and vivid painting, raised his head, and looked at Bai Qian's little face with great amazement.
His mouth was slightly open, and his round eyes were full of admiration.
Jiang Fuli came to his senses. He didn't expect Bai Qian to be able to draw.
He walked closer and bent slightly to take a look.
After reading it, Mr. Jiang, who could only transform into a printer, was a little silent. He understood why when he first drew, the teacher said with trepidation that he did not have such talent.
Bai Zian slowly put down the brush, supported Jiang He's desk with one hand, and tilted his head to look at the painting for a while.
Cai commented: "Jiang Xiaoniao, with your skills, is your teacher really not mad at you?"
Although he is only seven years old, Jiang He has already won an award: "...?"
Didn't she come to see him today?
When Bai Zian said this, he suddenly thought of the cat in Jiang Fuli's notebook.
She tilted her head, "Teacher Jiang, you..."
Jiang Fuli suddenly stood up straight. He checked the time on his phone. His expression remained unchanged, his tone was calm, and he looked cold: "You are about to go to class. I will take you to school."
At this point, I will definitely be late if I take the bus to school.
Bai Zian glanced at him and did not refuse, "Okay."
But when the two of them went downstairs, Bai Qian, who was slowly following Jiang Fuli, spoke again: "Teacher Jiang, the cat you drew is very good except that it doesn't look like a cat."
Jiang Fuli took the key and sighed, he knew——
There's nothing good about that notebook.
downstairs.
Bureau Chen and Ming Dongheng stood aside, and Jiang Fuli glanced at them coldly, trying to pretend that they had heard nothing.
After the two of them left.
Bureau Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief after escaping with his life.
He sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of cold tea, drank it, and then said to Ming Dongheng: "Miss Bai is my savior, I can't live without her."
Ming Dongheng crossed his hands on his chest and looked at him coldly.
It's hard to disagree.
"By the way," Director Chen remembered something and looked at Ming Dongheng, "You know there's a new god in the fighting arena, right?"
Blackwater Street Fighting Arena, the place where gods are created.
The original Muay Thai boxing champion Thongpa fought here to become a god and became popular all over the world.
All major forces are paying close attention.
Ming Dongheng shook his head.
He recently visited his master and was not concerned about this matter.
"This person doesn't use his real name, he uses his code name," Bureau Chen tapped his fingers on the sofa, "In just one week, he climbed from the last place in the fighting arena to the top ten."
Ming Dongheng was stunned.
The Ming family and the Chen family both advocated force, and those who could follow Jiang Fuli were not weak.
The fighting arena is filled with masters from all over the world. There are many boxing champions like Tongpa. Even he is in the top ten. "What code name?"
There are only so many masters in the world, and only a handful can reach the top ten.
Ming Dongheng counted the people with this strength.
"His code name is very strange," Director Chen put down his teacup and looked at Ming Dongheng, "His name is Bai Shit. Chen Jingyu may want to come find him."
"White vest..." Ming Dongheng read the name silently.
What a cool name.
**
Bai Zian was sitting in the passenger seat.
He lowered the window and rested his elbows lazily on the window, looking at the scenery receding outside the window.
Every time she rides in a car, it is as novel as the first time she rides in a car.
"Have you never done the questions on the app?" At a red light, Jiang Fuli stopped the car. When he got up in the morning, he opened the car and took a look. Someone's score was still the last "0".
Bai Qian leaned back on the chair and supported the side of his face with his palms, "It's very difficult, Teacher Jiang. Isn't it embarrassing for you to score 0 points?"
There is also biology and chemistry in it. Unfortunately for her...
The first question she encountered this month was chemistry.
Damn it.
"No." When the light turned green, Jiang Fuli glanced at her and explained seriously, "They don't dare."
It didn't take long to arrive at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School.
Jiang Fuli parked the car.
Bai Zian waved to him and followed the sea of people into the school.
This is the peak time for school.
Jiang Fuli didn't drive immediately and kept looking at Bai Qian's back. It could be seen that she was very popular in the school, especially after the school anniversary on the weekend.
Bai Qian was almost like a crowd, and a group of students burst into exclamations.
Jiang Fuli was sitting in the car, looking at the group of students with a frosty expression, his face as cold as the sharp blade of a long sword.
When Bai Zian arrived in Class 15, class had not started yet.
"Yang Lin hasn't come yet?" Bai Qian put away his schoolbag, looked at Yang Lin's empty seat, and reached out to knock on Ning Xiao's desk behind him.
Lu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize arrived late.
But Yang Lin will arrive at school almost at six o'clock.
Ning Xiao raised his head and said, "I didn't come. It's not the first time."
Bai Zian took out the books one by one.
His brows furrowed.
Yang Lin didn't come to the first two classes.
Bai Qian went to the office to ask Lu Lingxi about this matter. Lu Lingxi frowned slightly when he heard that Yang Lin didn't come, "It's okay, you can go to class in peace."
Lu Lingxi obviously knew something, but he didn't say anything. He only asked Bai Qian what happened yesterday.
Bai Zanciao said as much as he could.
**
There are so many guzheng teachers in Xiangcheng.
But the most famous among them is only one.
Teacher Yue.
Ren Jiawei took everything Ji Shaorong said to her very seriously, especially this matter related to Bai Qian.
"It's my fault." Ren Jiawei felt a headache thinking about the first unpleasant meeting. At that time, the secretary-general described Bai Qian as the same as Shen Qing, which made her feel unhappy, "I'll find this guzheng teacher."
But Ren Jiawei is also strange.
Although the guzheng is not as valuable as the piano, those who learn guzheng also need a certain family background and artistic quality.
She didn't expect that Bai Qian could actually play the guzheng.
Ji Shaorong knew very little about Ji Mulan and Bai Qian, "Dad said she likes guzheng very much."
As for the performance, no one except Ji Heng has seen it.
Even Ji Heng said so.
"You bring Aji to Wanhe Building at noon," Ren Jiawei heard that the wind was like rain. She put on her sunglasses and took the car keys to find Teacher Yue: "I will take Teacher Yue to wait for you there."
Ji Shaorong didn't have time to say a word.
Ren Jiawei stepped on the accelerator and left.
He had no choice but to pick up his phone and send a WeChat message to Bai Zian.
At noon, Ji Shaorong was waiting for Bai Qian at the school gate.
"Dad." Ren Wanxuan saw Ji Shaorong from a distance.
Seeing Ren Wanxuan, Ji Shaorong also calmed down and thought for a long time. Knowing that this matter could not be concealed from Ren Wanxuan, he explained: "I will take Aji to see the guzheng teacher."
Ren Wanxuan dug her nails into her palms and raised her head, as if it didn't matter.
Bai Xian arrived very quickly.
Ren Wanxuan watched Ji Shaorong and Bai Qian leave with a deep look in her eyes.
"Teacher Guzheng?" Bai Qian pressed the vocabulary book with her fingertips and followed Ji Shaorong calmly. She couldn't help but raise her head. She thought Ji Shaojun, Ji Heng and the others were joking yesterday.
For real?
Bai Qian opened his mouth, intending to say no, but looking at Ji Shaorong's excited expression, he touched his nose and followed.
"That teacher is Teacher Yue, the best guzheng teacher in Xiangcheng, but he never accepts apprentices easily..." Ji Shaorong introduced Teacher Yue to her as he walked.
With that said, he pushed the door open and entered the box.
In the box.
Ren Jiawei was chatting with Teacher Yue.
Seeing Bai Qian come in, Ren Jiawei stood up and introduced to Teacher Yue in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, "This is the student I want to introduce to you, classmate Bai Qian."
Mr. Yue is over fifty, with slightly gray hair and dark, cloudy eyes.
He held the teacup and looked at Bai Qian without any trace of his eyes.
Bai Xian's fingers are slender, white and delicate, without any calluses.
Anyone who has learned the guzheng will definitely develop calluses on their hands. Those who don’t have calluses are almost without exception——
layman.
"Mr. Ren, you want to learn guzheng," Teacher Yue frowned slightly. He looked at Bai Qian and asked, "Why do you want to learn it?"
Bai Zian was stunned for a moment, but she was always very polite to the teacher.
After thinking for a while, he said honestly: "Because I n...my mother asked me to learn it."
"Is it because of this?" Teacher Yue frowned. He saw that Bai Qian didn't seem to be lying, and his face became darker. "Then tell me, how many factions are there in Guzheng now?"
Does guzheng still have factions now?
Bai Xian raised his eyebrows.
At that time, there was only one clique in the world.
Brothers and sisters are separated?
Teacher Yue saw Bai Qian's expression and knew that she didn't know. Anyone who has learned guzheng at all knows that there are nine major factions. He stood up from the table and said, "You don't know anything, how are you going to learn guzheng? This classmate,
Guzheng is a sacred art, not for you to impress. Sorry, Mr. Ren, I can't accept this student."
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ren Wanxuan standing outside the door, and she was startled.
She subconsciously glanced at Bai Qian standing in the room, and then whispered: "Dad..."
Ji Shaorong suddenly remembered. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on a video: "Wait a minute, Teacher Yue, I have A's guzheng performance here. Do you want to take a look first?"
Damn it, if you think about the title for five minutes, you won’t think that Pianpian is just a teacher.