057 President Teacher, Sister Xian is going to cause trouble
The principal is still sorting out the books.
Hearing the sound, he quickly put down his book and took two steps forward.
Seeing Qiu Xuezheng staring at a piece of paper in trance, he lowered his head and smiled: "This is the handwriting written by our classmate Bai. It is not inferior to classmate Ren at all, right?"
The principal knew that Ren Wanxuan was a close disciple of Qiu Xuezheng.
So I didn’t add too many words to praise Bai Qian.
Qiu Xuezheng shook his head, "No, with this kind of writing power, not to mention Wan Xuan, even my grandson might not be able to compare with him."
The principal couldn't see it, but Qiu Xuezheng knew it very well.
A layman doesn't understand what it means to penetrate the wood three-thirds. He penetrates the paper with the tip of his pen, and the priorities are still under control at the fingertips. Being able to do this shows the skill of the writer.
He subconsciously thought that this kind of character should be written by a boy.
I also remembered what the principal said about this classmate. He was still a senior in high school. How old was he?
Who is his teacher?
How come there are such Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon figures in Xiangcheng?
Qiu Xuezheng said quickly, "Which classmate is it? I want to meet you."
The principal also didn't expect that Qiu Xuezheng would have such a high opinion of Bai Qian, "You see you are about to give a speech. After the speech is over, can I arrange for you to meet?"
If you're lucky, you might be able to see Bai Qian in the auditorium.
"Okay." Qiu Xuezheng also knew that he was too hasty. He would have a speech later, so he repeatedly warned: "You must arrange for us to meet."
The principal didn't understand why Qiu Xuezheng was so anxious.
But the arrangement was made, and he went out to call Lu Lingxi.
Qiu Xuezheng took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau——
[I think there may be hope for Xiangcheng to apply for a calligraphy association in the future]
There should have been special care for Qiu Xuezheng there, and he called the principal as soon as he received the message.
**
noon.
Almost as soon as Bai Qian finished class, she received a call from Shen Qing.
"Ah," Shen Qing's voice was a little soft, "your mother suddenly picked me up for dinner today and asked me to call you and ask you to come with her to the outer box building."
However, Shen Qing did not agree.
She felt that the relationship between Bai Zian and Ji Mulan was not good, so she secretly called Bai Zian to confirm.
"The food here is delicious," Shen Qing thought for a while, "Do you want to come over?"
Ji Mulan...
After hearing this sentence, Bai Qian was in a daze.
"Asian?" Shen Qing said for a long time, but found that no one answered her.
"Well," Bai Qian rested her arms on the balcony and looked down. After two days, her mood gradually stabilized and her eyes darkened: "I'll be there soon."
Shen Qing sat on the toilet.
Hang up the phone.
Then he came out, washed his hands, and arrived at the box.
Ji Mulan was the only one in the box. Xu En hadn't arrived yet. Ji Mulan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, not talking to Shen Qing.
Shen Qing sat opposite her with some timidity.
Xu En arrived a few minutes before Bai Zian.
His aura was stronger than that of Ren Jiawei, and Shen Qing didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
I wanted to say something to please Xu En, but I couldn't say it.
Shen Qing regretted coming here. She heard Ji Mulan say that she would eat at Wanhe Building, and she just wanted to try something that common people had never eaten before.
"This is my sister-in-law." Ji Mulan introduced Shen Qing coldly. She had always looked down upon Shen Qing.
Xu En is very polite.
Shen Qing could only nod stiffly, finally understanding that this kind of occasion was not suitable for her.
Fortunately, a doorbell saved her.
Shen Qing quickly stood up, and Bai Qian walked in from outside the door. He glanced at the people sitting inside, pulled out the chair next to Shen Qing, sat down casually, and leaned back lazily.
Her school uniform jacket was open, and her long eyelashes were hanging down, lightly covering her dark pupils and casting a layer of shadow on her eyelids.
He greeted Shen Qing gently.
As for other people, it's hard for Bai Zian to be polite to them.
Ji Mulan sat opposite her. Seeing her rebellious attitude, she felt very headache: "Don't you know how to call someone? This is your Uncle Xu."
Bai Qian then raised his head and looked at Ji Mulan quietly.
The other party has a very good-looking face, but his expression is noble and strong, and those eyes——
There is no tenderness.
It was gradually separated from her memory.
Bai Qian couldn't help but think of what Jiang Fuli said about Klein blue, which is the color of a person's pupils after death. Were her mother's eyes the same color when she died?
"Children are like this," Xu En didn't care and just smiled at Bai Qian, "Although you don't want to join my Xu family's household registration, I am still your Uncle Xu."
Xu En is good at negotiating and can stir up the atmosphere with just one or two sentences.
Shen Qing relaxed instantly and signaled Bai Qian with his eyes that this stepfather is good.
Bai Zian didn't meet her eyes.
Ji Mulan looked at Xu En and knew that Xu En had a good impression of Bai Qian. As long as Bai Qian didn't mess around, her face was still very deceptive.
Although she couldn't take Bai Qian to the Xu family, she would try her best to let Bai Qian have contact with Xu En.
"Your grandpa told you," Xu En pondered for a moment, "I will marry your mother at the end of the year."
"Yeah." Bai Qian didn't care about this matter, "Congratulations."
Ji Mulan's expression softened a lot.
Xu En was stunned for a moment. He was still about to speak when the cell phone he put aside rang. He glanced at it and picked it up immediately.
"Hello." Xu En's voice was serious and respectful, and he knew at a glance that the person on the other end of the phone was not an ordinary person, "...well, yes, I'm in Xiangcheng, and I'm planning to acquire a project."
I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone.
Xu En was surprised and stood up quickly, a little excited: "What?!...Okay, I understand, I will definitely do it well!"
He waited for the other party to hang up first before hanging up the phone himself.
Ji Mulan had never seen Xu En talk to anyone with such an attitude. She couldn't help but look at him in surprise and paused: "Who made the call?"
"Steward Xu," although Xu En tried his best to restrain himself, he could not hide his joy. He smiled at Ji Mulan: "He said that Miss Xu was coming to Xiangcheng to personally pick up something and return to Jiangjing. Knowing that I was in Xiangcheng, he asked me to entertain her well.
Mulan, we came to Xiangcheng at the right time."
Ji Mulan knew very well that the "Butler Xu" and "Miss Xu" he mentioned were definitely not the people she knew from the Xu En family.
"Miss Xu?" Ji Mulan asked slightly.
"That's Miss Xu Yajun," Xu En explained to the people at the table, saying with some sigh and rare envy: "She was booked by the Chinese Calligraphy Association when she was eighteen years old, and the teacher is the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association."
Xu Yajun's father and he were classmates, and they grew up together. Unfortunately, because of Xu Yajun's meteoric rise, the classmate became very important in the host's family.
But he still stood still.
Speaking of which.
Xu En sighed, hoping that his son's application for the laboratory this year would be smoother.
"What importance does the Chinese Calligraphy Association have in Jiangjing? Don't you..." Xu En wanted to say, but when he looked up, Shen Qing across from him was very confused. Not only Shen Qing, but also Ji Mulan, who had just joined Jiangjing, was a little silent.
Xu En stopped mid-sentence, thinking that these people must not know the situation in Jiangjing.
Not to mention Xu Yajun, from the Chinese Calligraphy Association.
It's useless to talk to them about the president of the Popular Science Chinese Calligraphy Association.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore," Xu En shook his head and smiled, "You just need to know that this Miss Xu is very important."
After saying that, Xu En did not continue eating.
He picked up his cell phone and said goodbye to Bai Zian and Shen Qing, and hurried back to hold an online meeting with his assistant and administrative director.
Ji Mulan also tasted this meal.
She checked out absentmindedly and went out. When she saw Bai Qian obediently waiting for Shen Qing, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, "Wait until I get a firm foothold in the Xu family..."
"I made it very clear last time. I now have the same household registration as my grandpa." Bai Qian lowered his head and slowly zipped up the zipper. When he raised his head again, his almond-shaped eyes were calm, "Don't mention this matter again. I will never
Maybe I'll leave with you."
Bai Zian is not the real original owner.
She didn't know what Ji Mulan was thinking, but even if Ji Mulan was really reflecting and making amends, she would not be able to forgive the Bai family and Ji Mulan on behalf of the original owner.
Because the damage was already done, the original owner died alone in that lake.
Bai Zian cannot forgive anyone on her behalf.
Ji Mulan froze on the spot.
Bai Qian nodded slightly towards Ji Mulan and left with Shen Qing.
After entering the elevator, Shen Qing dared to talk to Bai Qian, "You fool, don't take advantage of me. Your future stepfather is from Jiangjing..."
Shen Qing said, unable to help but click his tongue.
I don’t know where Ji Mulan’s good fortune came from.
Bai Qian put her hands in her pockets. She unexpectedly didn't memorize the words and just walked forward lazily, "Oh."
"Damn kid," Shen Qing originally wanted to say, "You know what Jiang Jing means," but then he remembered that Bai Zian was willing to give up even the Bai family, so he fell silent again: "..."
**
Bai Zian just returned to class.
Lu Xiaohan waved to her from his seat and smiled: "If Mother Lu asks you to come back, go to the principal's office immediately!"
The principal's office again?
Principal's office.
"Mr. Qiu, Director," the principal looked at Qiu, the director of the Political and Cultural Affairs Bureau who was sitting there, and cautiously suggested: "Classmate Bai is out, why don't you two eat first?"
"No need." Qiu Xuezheng waved his hand.
Looking intently in the direction of the office door.
Beside him, the director, who had just arrived not long ago, was looking at a large calligraphy piece that the principal had just given them. It was written by Bai Qian with a wolf-brush pen before.
The piece of paper was taken by the photographer to be re-photographed, but the principal only had the photo.
"I think you're right," the director whispered to Qiu Xuezheng, "we really have hope."
The two were talking.
There was a slight knock on the door, and Qiu Xuezheng and the director immediately raised their heads, revealing a thin figure.
The other party lowered his head slightly, held the door with his long, cold white fingers, and lazily walked in as he pushed the door open, and the cold jade-like light slowly entered.
It's a girl.
The director and Qiu Xuezheng both looked away.
They both subconsciously thought that only boys could write such words.
"Principal," Bai Qian looked at the principal and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want from me?"
"It's not me," the principal also glanced at Qiu Xuezheng and the two of them. He was surprised that they were so calm at this time: "Classmate Bai Qian, it's Mr. Qiu and the others who are looking for you."
Qiu Xuezheng thought it was some student who had trouble with the principal.
When he heard what the principal said, he stood up suddenly and stared at Bai Qian closely, "Did she write this word?"
"Yes." The principal was shocked by his reaction.
Qiu Xuezheng and the director looked at each other. There were more men than women in the calligraphy field. Over the years, there have been seven Lanting Awards, and only one woman has won the first prize.
I thought that Ren Wanxuan, whom I had met, was a top-notch person, but I didn't expect that the person who wrote with such majestic writing style was actually a girl.
The director was more direct than Qiu Xuezheng: "Classmate Bai, are you planning to participate in the Lanting Award this year?"
If you miss this year, you will have to wait three years.
Bai Zian didn't recognize them and just raised his eyebrows, "Lanting Award?"
Never heard of it.
"...?" Not only the director and Qiu Xuezheng, but also the principal thought it was too outrageous, "Classmate Bai, don't you know about the Lanting Award?"
Bai Zian's eyes are sincere.
Could it be that he is the apprentice of a hidden master?
Qiu Xuezheng gave the director a look, and the director explained the Lanting Award to Bai Qian with understanding, "If you participate, you will definitely be shortlisted! Not to mention shortlisted, it is possible to win the third prize. Of course, it may be a little difficult to win the third prize this year, but by then
The Chinese Calligraphy Association will definitely invite you to join when the time comes..."
He talked freely.
They all talk about the benefits of participating in the Lanting Award.
Of course, no matter how much he said, he would only dare to talk about the third prize. After all, Qiu Boqing only went for the third prize.
"Oh." Bai Qian was not interested. She lowered her long eyelashes, her dark eyes looked lazy, and she always had a careless tone when she spoke, "Is there anything else, principal?"
Qiu Xuezheng thought a lot with the director, but the only thing he didn't expect was that Bai Qian was not interested in the Lanting Award.
After all, there is no calligrapher who is not interested in the Lanting Award.
Wan Xuan was re-elected and had been trying her best to participate.
Seeing the other party walking outside, the director said helplessly: "I originally wanted to say that if you participate in the Lanting Award, you can help us apply for the Calligraphy Association in Xiangcheng, so that more children can learn calligraphy."
Bai Xian paused. She stopped, turned around, and the sun gently hit the side of her face: "Apply for the association?"
"Yes, after receiving the award, it will be easy to apply for the Calligraphy Association," Qiu Xuezheng explained softly: "There are many children in Xiangcheng who want to learn calligraphy, but the teachers are not enough and the resources cannot keep up. With the Calligraphy Association, it will be much easier.
.”
"That's it," Bai Qian gently flicked a strand of hair that drifted to her side, with a light eyebrow, "Then I'll join."
"ah?"
Bai Qian thought about the third prize again. She touched the iridium on her wrist and thought thoughtfully: "The higher the ranking, the better the benefits I apply for?"
Good morning~~
I saw Sister Xian and Brother Jiang ranked first, thank you all babies!