Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Xiangcheng's cultural and tourism planning this time is very important from top to bottom.

From Ren Qian and the others to the children, they are all working together to maintain the civilized appearance of Xiangcheng.

Xiangcheng No. 100 Middle School has been passed down for many years from ancient times to the present. The stone in the middle of the campus is the biggest highlight. When the Bureau of Culture and Tourism issued this order to No. [-] Middle School, the principal showed [-]% fighting status.

He even persuaded Lu Lingxi with emotion and reason, and sacrificed the white scorpion.

Now that Ren Wanxuan unilaterally said that she didn't want to be recorded, the principal really panicked.

For him, Lu Lingxi was too serious about apologizing.

"Liang body is the most important thing." The principal has a very good impression of Bai Po, and she studies hard everywhere. Others don't know, but the principal knows very well that her physics performance has attracted Jiang Jing's attention. "But our school is also good at Ren Wanxuan. .”

Xiangcheng has a rich history and culture, especially the Bai family.

The most brilliant stroke of Dayongchao is like a bright firework.

Brilliant and fleeting.

Only opened in Xiangcheng.

The stone standing in Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School is the beam body, so what the video culture presents must be the beam body.

Not to mention……

That Master Chen also valued Liang Ti.

So this candidate really has to be Ren Wanxuan.

The Ren family is holding on to the headmaster's life.

"Oh," Bai Ke's gaze didn't fall on the two of them, and his dark eyes seemed to be fixed on a certain point in the void: "In this case, I can try."

"What are you trying?" Lu Lingxi said subconsciously, "You and Zhang Shize don't care about this..."

Halfway through the speech, Lu Lingxi suddenly realized what Bai Po was talking about.

She looked carefully at the white collar, the girl's snow-white shirt was buttoned up from bottom to top, the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with green gentleman bamboo, and the black pupils reflected the fine sunlight outside the window.

Quiet and peaceful.

"You can also beam the body?"

"Yes." Bai Ke nodded.

Lu Lingxi knows the basic skills of Baijiao Guange style. Although Guange style is good, it is very limited by the development of other fonts.

But she has never been a teacher who hits students, and she will not deny students opportunities.

"Then let Bai have a try?" Lu Lingxi asked the principal for advice.

Calligraphy is not easy for anyone to learn. It not only needs to be cultivated from an early age, but also requires strong wrist strength. As far as the principal knows, when a calligrapher practices hanging his wrist, he suffers no less than in Shaolin Temple.

So there are few who can persist in practicing.

This time, when I got the promotional video, it wasn't just a random person's writing, what was needed was words that could stand on the stage.

The whole school also practiced well with Ren Wanxuan, but telling Bai Po so directly was too much of a blow to her confidence.

The principal stared at Bai Po for a while, and then said, "You write a few words first, and I'll take a look."

He didn't prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone either, so he randomly found a piece of white paper in the office, and found a black pen on Lu Lingxi's desk, and handed it to Bai Po for her to write.

Bai Ke is not limited to pen and paper, nor to the environment.

She put her coat aside, spread a blank A4 paper on the table, held a black pen with her slender and strong fingers, and wrote four words on the paper.

Next to it, the principal and Lu Lingxi were still arguing about the possibility of Zhang Shize apologizing.

Bai Po put down his pen, picked up his school uniform again, looked up at Lu Lingxi and the principal, and said politely, "Teacher, I've finished writing."

"So fast?" The principal was a little surprised, after all, he was used to Ren Wanxuan writing.

It takes a long time to prepare, and the writing is also very particular. If the writing is not good, it will be overturned and repeated over and over again.

Bai Ke, it's less than a minute from the beginning to the end, right?

Lu Lingxi glanced at the principal, and then said to Bai Po gently: "Okay, you go back to do your homework first."

After Bai Po left, the principal continued: "Leaving aside the matter of the long sword, it is normal for Zhang Shize to apologize for this matter. There is no one in this world who does not have both ways."

As for the words written by Bai Po, the headmaster didn't read them.

The main reason is that I don't think Bai Chi can write Liang Ti.

"Why do you put aside the long sword?" Lu Lingxi sneered, "I haven't troubled them yet, so you should put it aside first."

She turned around and returned to her seat.

Seeing the paper that Bai Po had randomly placed on the desk, she picked it up and looked at it.

"No, why is your layout so small..." The principal still wanted to persuade.

After talking for a long time, he found that Lu Lingxi had ignored him, and when he turned around, he found that Lu Lingxi was holding a piece of paper and looking at it, lost in thought.

The headmaster walked over to have a look, and the expression on his helplessly tangled face was stunned for a moment.

Only four words were written on the paper——

【Kumman Emperor's House】

It was the sentence she used to introduce herself for the first time.

Even with the most ordinary black pen, every word penetrates three points into the wood, penetrates the back of the paper, and is full of vitality as it turns back and forth.

What kind of experience does it take to write such a majestic meaning?

The last time Jue Chen came, he was not very satisfied with Ren Wanxuan's handwriting.

The headmaster at that time didn't understand, but now he finally understood why Chen Ju couldn't read Ren Wanxuan's writing.

Because I've seen better ones.

Ren Wanxuan's words did lack a little real experience.

"Mr. Lu," the principal took out the paper from Lu Lingxi's hand, and murmured, "I think you're right. This apology doesn't have to be justified. I'll contact the photographer right away."

After speaking, the principal stuffed the paper into his pocket and left in a hurry.

Lu Lingxi behind: "..."

? ?

No, she finished reading it?

**

Last session of the afternoon.

Class meetings.

Lu Lingxi walked to the class with the lesson plan and notebook, and focused her eyes on Bai Po. She had already put on her school uniform in a proper manner, and she was still doing the test paper with her head down, like a quiet and beautiful cat, with a mysterious aura all over her body. .

It is also like a prisoner struggling to break out of the fog and predicament.

Lu Lingxi could see almost everyone in the class, the only one she couldn't see through was Bai Chi.

She is diligent and studious, more diligent than anyone in the class, but sometimes she seems to be out of the world, quietly examining everything with the eyes of a bystander.

"The monthly exam is coming up next week." Lu Lingxi put the notebook on the table, ignoring the wailing of some students, "This semester is half over, it's time to work hard... It's you, Zhang Shize! "

Zhang Shize didn't expect to be called by Lu Lingxi with his face buried under the desk.

He could only nod depressingly.

After the class meeting as usual, Lu Lingxi called Bai Po out again.

Tell her to go shoot at noon tomorrow.

After listening to Bai Po, he nodded slightly, meaning that as long as he could write Liang Ti, it would be fine, and he was not a designated candidate.

When she returned to her seat, Zhang Shize was still sticking out her head and talking to the person across the aisle, "My parents didn't expect much of me, and I'm not smart, so I don't have any big ambitions. I think this is good..."

Zhang Shize's credo in life is that he will give up whatever stands in his way.

He has no big ambitions, and he is not even sure what he wants to do in the future.

Halfway through the conversation, he saw Bai Ke and couldn't help touching his nose, "Do you think I'm worthless?"

Bai Po picked up the pen and glanced at him, "Why do you think so? There are many kinds of life, just choose the one you like, and... you are also very good."

Most people feel guilty and reflect on their relaxation and entertainment.

Feel wasted.

But not everything needs meaning, and Zhang Shize does a good job of this, it's just pure happiness.

"Really?" Zhang Shize crossed his legs and grinned, then lowered his voice and said to Bai Po, "I think that after graduation, I will be an extra performer in a crew with Yan Lu."

Bai Po searched in his memory for a long time before he found the meaning of group performance.

As expected of Zhang Shize, the biggest dream is to perform in the group.

6.

You are at least a director.

**

School in the afternoon.

Bai Po received a message from Mao Kun.

The sign of Da Nei Gu Yuan Ointment has come out, and there are too few people who use traditional Chinese medicine now. As soon as this medicine appeared in the fighting arena, it became popular in the entire Blackwater Street, among a group of mercenaries.

White vest: [Sister, there is a western doctor looking for you]

White vest: [It's a crooked nut! 】

White vest: [He is very curious about Chinese medicine! 】

Bai Po didn't care about this at first, but when she heard that the other party was curious about Chinese medicine, she raised her eyebrows.

While packing things, he returned to Mao Kun.

White scorpion: 【1】

White Vest: [ Received! 】

White vest: [Do you have ins? 】

Bai Po hadn't heard of it, so he didn't reply.

Two seconds later, the white vest: [ok, got it. 】

After another 5 minutes, Bai Po received a friend request on WeChat. She clicked on it and saw that the profile picture of the other party was an old man with white hair and blue eyes.

add friend.

Lance: [your plaster is amazing! 】

Bai Po has memorized a lot of English words for more than a month, and he can understand them and communicate with others in English.

Bai Po: [Thank you]

The two chatted for a few words, the other party spoke English, she typed Chinese characters, and she could understand what the other party said.

The other party she said couldn't understand and had to find someone to translate. This Lance could tell from her reaction speed that she could speak English.

Lance started to ask: 【canyouspeakenglish? 】

Bai Yu: 【Impossible】

Bai Po closed the phone, but his face was very calm.

She does know a little foreign language, because she needs to understand other languages ​​and study their things, but she only speaks Chinese when typing.

you do not understand?

Then it has nothing to do with her.

Yang Lin is much better today, the bruises on her arms have disappeared, and she went to the milk tea shop with Bai Po.

She went in to work part-time.

Jiang He was waiting for Bai Po at the door of the milk tea shop.

Ming Dongheng didn't accompany Jiang He, it was Chen Ju who accompanied Jiang He and waited for Bai Jia.

"Miss Bai." Bureau Chen was on the phone, and when he saw Bai Po, he said something to the other side, put down the phone, but still had a sad face.

Jiang He stood up, walked to Bai Po, and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Bai Po didn't want to talk to Chen Ju at first, but since the other party gave Ji Heng tobacco yesterday, she put down her schoolbag and asked lazily, "Did something happen?"

"Well," Chen Ju didn't have any defenses against Bai Po, and just complained to her: "I'm not engaged in Xiangcheng Cultural Tourism, many cultural relics need to be repaired, and yesterday the migrant workers and the police quarreled, and the matter was very fermented on the Internet..."

Some media are fermented.

This incident had a very bad impact on Xiangcheng.

On the one hand, they said that troublesome people came out of poor mountains and rivers, and on the other hand, they said that the local police station was corrupt.

The thing itself is overly sensitive.

Bureau Chen is considering whether to completely block the news and prevent reporters from interviewing.

Of course, he just wanted to find someone to complain about now, and he didn't think that Bai Ke could give him advice.

While walking towards the library, Bai Po listened quietly. After listening, she turned to Chen Ju: "It's best not to block this matter."

"what?"

Chen Ju looked at Bai Po in surprise.

Bai Yuzheng looked at him unhappily for a moment, his almond eyes were full of mist, "It's better not to be blocked. As a manager, what you want is not to block Youyou's mouth. For ordinary people, survival is the foundation, so be open and open." investigation……"

She exported to Bureau Chen in an orderly manner.

Finally, he stretched out a cold white finger, touched Chen Ju's heart, and smiled lazily: "There is no law. You represent authority and credibility. Don't lose yourself because of this." The right to speak."

Bureau Chen seldom talked about this kind of thing with others.

Ming Dongheng didn't understand, Jiang Fuli didn't have the time to talk to him...

He never expected that he heard this from a senior high school student.

It was like breaking through a thick fog.

"I see," Chen Ju straightened his expression, but now he looked at Bai Po with a little more respect, "Thank you, Miss Bai!"

This "Miss Bai" is more respectful than any previous sentence.

The library is one stop away from the school, and Bai Po walked there because he wanted to talk to Chen Ju.

The two talked a lot in bits and pieces.

When they arrived at the Xiangcheng Library, Chen Ju respectfully watched Bai Po go in. This was the first time Chen Ju chatted with Bai Po, but his heart was full of horror.

Many of the strategies she said were enlightening.

If it weren't for the fact that Bai Po was really a senior in high school, he couldn't help but wonder, had the other party been an official?

If not, where did you learn the tricks?

After Bai Po entered the library, he took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates: "Did you find any good tobacco for me? Hurry up!"

Finished.

Chen Ju opened the dialog with Ming Dongheng again.

He vaguely seemed to see a broad road spreading out in front of him.

Chen Yongkun: [Mr. Ming, what does Miss Bai like to eat? 】

Chen Yongkun: 【What are your daily hobbies? 】

Chen Yongkun: [What else does she like to do besides guzheng? 】

Ming Dongheng only sent two words: [Want to die? 】

Chen Ju, who was still typing furiously: "..."

Damn, this person is not sharp when he should be sharp!

Be like a dog when you shouldn't be sharp!

Impressed.

Forget it, he'd better work on Mr. Ji first.

Of course, Bureau Chen would not know——

Bai Po's teacher is Liang Zewen, the emperor's teacher, and the number one minister in the ages. He teaches the emperor's art and practices the world's way.

One of the students he taught became the emperor, but where could the other go?