Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

The principal is still sorting out the books.

Hearing the sound, he quickly put down the book and took two steps forward.

Seeing Qiu Xuezheng staring at a piece of paper in a daze, he lowered his head and smiled, "This is the handwriting written by our classmate Bai. It is not inferior to that of classmate Ren, right?"

The principal knew that Ren Wanxuan was Qiu Xuezheng's last disciple.

So I didn't exaggerate the rhetoric.

But Qiu Xuezheng shook his head, "No, with this kind of writing power, not to mention Wan Xuan, even my grandson...can't compare to him."

The principal couldn't see it, but Qiu Xuezheng knew it very well.

A layman doesn't know what it means to penetrate three points into wood. With the tip of the pen penetrating into the paper, the priority of lifting and turning the fingertips is still under control. Being able to do this shows the skill of the writer.

He subconsciously thought that this kind of word should be written by a boy.

I also remembered that the principal said that this classmate is still a senior in high school, so how old is he?

Who is his teacher?

How come there are such Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon figures in Xiangcheng?

Qiu Xuezheng asked quickly, "Which classmate is it? I want to meet."

The principal did not expect that Qiu Xuezheng had such a high opinion of Bai Po, "You see that you are about to give a speech. After the speech is over, I will arrange for you to meet?"

If you're lucky, you might be able to see Bai Ke in the auditorium.

"Okay." Qiu Xuezheng also knew that he was in a hurry, and he would have a speech later, so he repeatedly urged: "Be sure to arrange for us to meet."

The principal didn't understand why Qiu Xuezheng was in such a hurry.

But it was still arranged, 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 the Xiangcheng Application Book Association in the future]

There should be a special concern for Qiu Xuezheng over there, and the principal will call the principal as soon as he receives the news.

**

noon.

Almost immediately after class, Bai Po 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 over together, in Wanhe Building."

But Shen Qing did not agree.

She felt that the relationship between Bai Po and Ji Mulan was not good, so she secretly called Bai Po 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 Po was a little dazed.

"Ah?" Shen Qing talked for a long time, but found no one answered her.

"Well," Bai Ke rested her arms on the balcony and looked down. After two days, her mood gradually stabilized, her eyes darkened: "I'll be right there."

Shen Qing sat on the toilet.

hang up the phone.

Then I came out to wash my hands and arrived at the box.

There was only Ji Mulan in the box, Xu En hadn't arrived yet, Ji Mulan was playing with her phone with her head down, and she didn't talk to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing shyly sat opposite her.

Xu En arrived a few minutes before Bai Po.

His aura was stronger than that of Ren Jiawei, Shen Qing didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

He wanted to flatter Xu En but couldn't say it to Xu En.

Shen Qing regretted coming here, she just heard Ji Mulan said that she would eat at Wanhelou, and she just wanted to try something this commoner had never eaten before.

"This is my sister-in-law." Ji Mulan introduced Shen Qing coldly, she always looked down on Shen Qing.

Xu En is very polite.

Shen Qing could only nod stiffly, and finally understood that this kind of occasion was not suitable for her.

Fortunately, a doorbell saved her life.

Shen Qing quickly stood up, Bai Po walked in from the door, glanced at the person sitting inside, then pulled away the chair beside Shen Qing, sat down casually, and leaned back lazily.

Her school uniform jacket was left open, and her long eyelashes drooped down, slightly covering her dark pupils and casting a shadow on her eyelids.

Gently greeted Shen Qing.

As for the others, it was difficult for Bai Ke to be polite to them.

Ji Mulan sat across from her, seeing her rebellious posture, she had a headache: "Don't you know how to call someone? This is your Uncle Xu."

Only then did Bai Po raise his head, and looked at Ji Mulan quietly.

The other party has a very good-looking face, but the expression is noble and powerful, and those eyes——

There is no tenderness.

Gradually separated from her memory.

Bai Po couldn't help but think of the Klein blue that Jiang Fuli said, which is the color of pupils after death. When her mother died, were her eyes that color?

"Kids are like this," Xu En didn't care, just smiled at Bai Chi, "Although you don't want to be registered with my Xu family, I'm still your Uncle Xu."

Xu En is good at negotiating, and one or two sentences can stir up the atmosphere.

Shen Qing instantly relaxed, and signaled Bai Po with his eyes that this stepdad is not bad.

Bai Ke didn't meet her eyes.

Looking at Xu En's appearance, Ji Mulan knew that Xu En had a good impression of Bai Po. As long as Bai Po didn't get mixed up, her face was still very deceiving.

Although she couldn't take Bai Po to Xu's house, she would try her best to let Bai Po get in touch with Xu En.

"Your grandfather told you," Xu En pondered for a while, "I will marry your mother at the end of the year."

"Yeah." Bai Po didn't care about the matter, "Congratulations."

Ji Mulan's expression eased a lot.

Xu En was taken aback for a moment, he still wanted to talk, but the cell phone that was put aside rang, he glanced at it, and immediately picked it up.

"Hello." Xu En's voice was serious and respectful, and he could tell at a glance that the person on 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 quickly stood up, a little excited: "What?!...Okay, I get it, I will definitely do it well!"

He waited for the other side to hang up first before hanging up himself.

Ji Mulan had never seen Xu En talk to anyone in such an attitude, she couldn't help looking at him in surprise, and paused: "Who called?"

"Housekeeper Xu," although Xu En tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't hide his joy. He smiled at Ji Mulan, "He said that Miss Xu would come to Xiangcheng to pick up something for Jiangjing in person. He knew that I was in Xiangcheng, so let me treat you well." She, Mulan, we came to Xiangcheng this time at the right time."

Ji Mulan knew very well that the "Housekeeper Xu" and "Miss Xu" he was talking about were definitely not those from Xu En's family that she knew.

"Miss Xu?" Ji Mulan asked slightly.

"It's Ms. Xu Yajun," Xu En explained to the people at the table, saying with a little sigh and rare envy: "She was booked by the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and the teacher is the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association."

Xu Yajun's father and him were still classmates, and they grew up together. Unfortunately, because of Xu Yajun's soaring, the classmate has a lot of weight in the host's house.

And he was still standing still.

Speaking of which.

Xu En sighed, and only hoped that his son's application for the laboratory this year would be smoother.

"What is the importance of the Chinese Calligraphy Association in Jiangjing, don't you..." Xu En wanted to say, but when he raised his head, Shen Qing on the opposite side was very confused, not only Shen Qing, even Ji Mulan who had just entered Jiangjing was a little silent.

Xu En stopped talking halfway through. Thinking about it, these people must not know the situation in Jiangjing.

Not to mention Xu Yajun and the Chinese Calligraphy Association.

It's useless to talk to the president of the Science Popularization Chinese Calligraphy Association.

"Okay, let's not talk about it," Xu En shook his head and smiled, "You just need to know that this Miss Xu is very important."

After finishing speaking, Xu En didn't continue to eat.

Picking up the phone to bid farewell to Bai Po and Shen Qing, he hurried back to have an online meeting with the assistant and administrative director.

Ji Mulan also had no taste for this meal.

Absently paying the bill and going out, when she saw Bai Po obediently waiting for Shen Qing, she suddenly stopped, "Wait for me to gain a firm foothold in Xu's house..."

"I made it very clear last time. I now have the same account with my grandfather." Bai Ke lowered his head and slowly closed the zipper. When he looked up again, his almond eyes calmed down. May leave with you."

Bai Ke 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 couldn't forgive the Bai family and Ji Mulan on behalf of the original owner.

Because the damage already existed, the original owner died alone in that lake.

It is impossible for Bai Jian to forgive anyone on her behalf.

Ji Mulan froze in place.

Bai Po nodded slightly towards Ji Mulan, and led Shen Qing away.

After entering the elevator, Shen Qing dared to talk to Bai Po, "You fool, don't take advantage of it, your future stepdad is from Jiangjing..."

As Shen Qing spoke, he couldn't help clicking his tongue.

Ji Mulan's good luck did not know where it came from.

Bai Po put her hands in her pockets, unexpectedly she didn't recite the words, she just walked forward lazily, "Oh."

"Dead child," Shen Qing originally wanted to say that you know what Jiang Jing means, but remembering that Bai Po was willing to give up even the Bai family, he fell silent again: "..."

**

Bai Po had just returned to class.

Lu Xiaohan waved to her from the seat and smiled: "Mother Lu told you to go to the principal's office as soon as possible!"

Is it the principal's office again?

Principal's office.

"Mr. Qiu, director," the principal looked at Qiu Xuezheng and the director of the Culture Bureau who was sitting there, and suggested cautiously: "Student Bai is out, you two should have dinner first?"

"No need." Qiu Xuezheng waved his hand.

He stared intently at the direction of the office door.

Beside him, not long after the director's arrival, he was looking at a big picture that the principal had just sent to them, which was written by Bai Chi with a Langhao pen before.

The photographer took that piece of paper to take another photo, and the principal only had a 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, Qiu Xuezheng and the director immediately looked up, and there was a thin figure.

The other party lowered his head slightly, put his slender and cold fingers on the door, and walked in lazily with the posture of pushing the door, and the cold jade-like radiance slowly entered.

It's a girl.

Both the director and Qiu Xuezheng looked away.

Both of them subconsciously thought that only boys could write such characters.

"Principal," Bai Po looked at the principal and squinted his eyes: "What do you need from me?"

"It's not me." The principal also glanced at Qiu Xuezheng and the two, surprised how they were so calm at this time: "Student Bai Po, Mr. Qiu and the others are looking for you."

Qiu Xuezheng originally thought that some student had something to do with the principal.

Hearing what the headmaster said, he stood up abruptly, staring at Bai Ke closely, "She wrote this word?"

"Yes." The principal was taken aback by his reaction.

However, Qiu Xuezheng and the director looked at each other. There are more men than women in the calligraphy field. After so many years, there have been seven Lanting Awards, and only one woman has won the first prize.

I thought that the Ren Wanxuan I had seen was considered an outstanding one, but I didn't expect that it was a girl who wrote such a majestic style of writing.

The director was more straightforward than Qiu Xuezheng: "Student Bai, are you planning to participate in the Lanting Award this year?"

If you miss this year, you will have to wait three years later.

Bai Po didn't know them, so he only raised his eyebrows, "Lanting Award?"

Have not heard.

"...?" Not only the director and Qiu Xuezheng, but also the principal thought it was too outrageous, "Student Bai, don't you know about the Lanting Award?"

Bai Yu's eyes were sincere.

Could it be the apprentice of a hidden master?

Qiu Xuezheng gave the director a look, and the director explained the Lanting Award to Bai Po comprehendingly, "If you participate, you will definitely be shortlisted! Not to mention being shortlisted, you may win the third prize. Of course, this year's third prize may be a bit difficult, but when you arrive From time to time, the Chinese Calligraphy Association will definitely invite you to join..."

He talked eloquently.

They all talk about the benefits of participating in the Lanting Award.

Of course, no matter how much you say, you only dare to talk about the third prize. After all, Qiu Boqing only went for the third prize.

"Oh." Bai Po lost interest, she lowered her long eyelashes, her dark eyes looked lazy, and there was always a hint of indifference when she spoke, "Is there anything else the principal has to do?"

Qiu Xuezheng thought a lot with the director, but the only thing he didn't expect was that Bai Po was not interested in the Lanting Award.

After all, there is no calligrapher who is not interested in the Lanting Award.

Re-ren Wanxuan has 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 Po's footsteps stopped, she stopped, turned her head, the sunlight hit her side face gently: "Apply for the association?"

"Yes, if you get 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 can't keep up. With the Calligraphy Association, it will be much easier. .”

"That's it," Bai Ke lightly flicked a strand of hair that floated to the side of her face, with a faint brow, "Then I will participate."

"what?"

Bai Po thought about the third prize again. She touched the iridium on her wrist and thought about it: "The higher the ranking, the better the benefits I apply for?"