Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Now few men learn guzheng.

Most people think that guzheng seems to be equated with women.

But Jian Zhongyou is one of the men who learn the guzheng. When he was a child, he was said to be a mother when learning the guzheng, but he never denied himself because of what others said.

From ancient times to the present, guzheng masters have always had male figures.

He became famous in one fell swoop because of "White Clothes Walk". From being questioned to the present, he has traveled a long and hard way.

He knows the piece well.

Many students performed "White Clothes Walk" today, but compared to what he saw in the video, there was always something missing.

In the video posted by Eating a Big Bowl, the girl's playing may not be smooth, and even the technique can be said to be rusty.

But only Jian Zhongyou knows that the feelings she swayed in this song——

Splendid, splendid, and extinguished again!

Friends with music.

If she can guide it well, Jian Zhongyou believes that she can play this song to the extreme!

He cherishes and loves talents, and he is unwilling to give up such a seedling.

Rather ask daily.

One day, he will impress the future chief of the music academy!

The next student to perform is ready, Jian Zhongyou put down his cell phone and listened seriously to the track.

**

Lu Xiaohan sent a screenshot of Jian Zhongyou's message to Bai Chishi.

Bai Po had just finished a meeting at the Book Association.

Jiang Fuli was talking about financial issues with Qiu Xuezheng, and Qiu Xuezheng specially interviewed a person to take charge of the financial power of the Book Association.

Bai Po sat on the side, not being able to understand very well, so he turned on his mobile phone to read the questions.

By the way, to reply to Lu Xiaohan——

【1】

Lu Xiaohan: [Understand]

Jiang Fuli sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, Jiang He didn't want to stay with him, and learned calligraphy from a group of children outside.

Qiu Xuezheng flipped through his notes, suddenly looked up, a little excited, "A new bus passage has been drawn on the opposite road, and it will be open to traffic next week."

This matter has not been fully announced, and many businessmen have bought a bunch of houses in advance.

Waiting for traffic to be resold.

Qiu Xuezheng also knew the news.

Jiang Fuli was not surprised by the news, the Xiangcheng Bureau of Culture and Tourism had a very good plan.

He rested his left hand on the table, leaning slightly against the back of the chair, lazily but straight. He was flipping through the financial report of the Book Association with his right hand, and closed the report with his knuckle hand, "Almost, there will be high-speed rail connections here in the future."

"Ah? Really?" Qiu Xuezheng really didn't know the news.

He sat up straight with a jerk.

He didn't even dare to dream of the high-speed rail in Xiangcheng.

"Yes." Jiang Fuli responded casually.

He had seen the planning case, but no documents had been issued for this matter, and it was suppressed in Jiangjing, and few people knew about it. Jiang Fuli was curious about the Xiangcheng matter, so he asked someone to investigate.

He casually returned the notebook to Qiu Xuezheng.

Qiu Xuezheng wanted to ask if Jiang Fuli had read all these papers.

But I really didn't dare to ask.

Jiang Fuli checked his phone, there were several unread messages on the phone, it was Ma Tongfeng.

Dean Ma: [She is very polite and will send me smiles]

But he sent several researches on quantum mechanics to Bai Po, but the other party did not express her views on quantum mechanics.

Dean Ma is really anxious.

Even Jiang Fuli would occasionally perfunctory him and draw a big cake for him.

Said to go to him after studying dark matter.

Bai Jian doesn't paint at all, and looks more like an old man than him.

Dean Ma: [polite and cold, not much talk]

Dean Ma: [Can you help me ask her what she thinks? 】

Jiang Fuli glanced at it, then slowly returned——

【How do you know she bought me milk tea today? 】

【[picture]】

There is no way, Mr. Jiang really can't find anyone else to show off.

Jiang Xiaoniao will take out a bigger cup of fruit tea than him.

Ming Dongheng didn't understand at all.

Bureau Chen...?

He went to Ji Heng's house every day, went fishing with Ji Heng, and even called Ji Shaojun brothers.

Mr. Jiang was upset to see him.

After counting and counting, only Dean Ma remained.

Dean Ma: [? ? ? ? ? ? 】

On the other end of the phone, Dean Ma was speechless!

No, Mr. Jiang is sick, right?

After drinking a large glass of water, Dean Ma calmed himself down and didn't dare to scold him, so he asked another question——

[What did you do to the people in the attached middle school? 】

Jiang Fuli: [? 】

Dean Ma: [They came to me today and said that there is something wrong with the chemistry test bank and the biology test bank, which they did not check]

Jiang Fuli took a look and knew what was going on——

【No, I borrowed it to brush up the questions】

Dean Ma: 【………】

Very good, even if Jiang Fuli is not in Jiangjing, he can randomly scare a few people to death.

Those people from the attached middle school didn't sleep well for two days, and reviewed all the questions.

Be personal.

Thank you.

After Jiang Fuli returned, he put away his phone, glanced at Bai Po, "Go to the next door to see?"

Next door is the Xingyi Martial Art Museum that has been closed down for a long time.

Just in line with Bai's intentions.

When the two reached the door next door, a dark-skinned middle-aged man was driving the two men in suits out, "Get lost, I won't sell it!"

As November approaches, the weather turns cooler.

Most people put on coats.

The middle-aged man is still wearing a T-shirt. When he raises his hand, he can see clearly textured muscles. His eyes are sharp, and he can tell at a glance that he is a very powerful practitioner.

He glanced at Bai Po and Jiang Fuli, "Are you also here to buy a house? I won't sell it."

"No, Master Jin," Bai Po only smiled, "We both want to see what the martial arts school was like before."

Today, Saturday, Bai Po is wearing a light brown pleated skirt, with a loose coat of the same color on the outside, which is lazy and loose, with only delicate white auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline.

His long hair was still loosely tied behind his head.

Her appearance has always been deceptive, polite, humble, and deeply loved by the elders.

The Gold Pavilion Master is no exception.

"I'm not the owner of the pavilion for a long time," the owner of the pavilion Jin opened the door and let the two of them go in. "Just take a look."

Xingyi Wuguan is much bigger than Shuxie.

As soon as you enter the martial arts hall, it is a huge training ground.

On the right side of the martial arts field, there are eight rows of wooden stakes, ten in each row, with a distance of one meter between each. There are three stone tables behind, and stone benches piled up beside them.

A large open space was left.

In the middle is a bluestone road 1 meter wide, with grass growing in the cracks between the stones.

On the left is a martial arts field surrounded by stone bricks. There are two rows of weapon racks near the wall. They should have been used to store weapons, but they are now empty.

Go straight along the Qingshiban Road, and you will see a porch. Walk in along the porch, and you can see many rooms on both sides.

There are changing rooms, meditation rooms, sandbag rooms...

Walking through this corridor, you can see the accommodation at the back. There is a well. The owner of the Jin Pavilion lives in the corner and is fetching water at this time. There are huge dormitories on both sides.

This shows how prosperous the martial arts school was at the beginning.

After watching Bai Po and Jiang Fuli, they politely said goodbye.

"What do you think?" Jiang Fuli opened the door, lowered his head slightly, and asked.

Bai Po shook her head, she stretched out her hand to cover the sunlight in front of her eyes, and said softly, "I'll ask again."

She still doesn't know how this martial arts school closed down.

**

Monday.

All major high schools in North City are counting student scores.

Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School is no exception.

The principal came to the school early and called the class teacher together for a meeting.

"Ms. Lu," as soon as Lu Lingxi came, the principal and the dean urged her, "Look at the score of Ning Xiao in your class."

Knowing that they were anxious, Lu Lingxi sat in front of the computer, logged in the head teacher's ID number, retrieved the grades of the students in the class, and directly searched for "Ning Xiao" in the search bar.

The page keeps going in circles.

Today, all the high schools in Beicheng are adjusting their grades, and Beicheng Education Network obviously can't hold back.

It took almost 1 minute to come out:

Name: Ning Xiao

subject, grade, rank

Chinese, 122, 74

Math, 121, 5

English, 131, 109

Comprehensive: 248, 25

Total score: 632, 31

"31?!" The principal was taken aback by the ranking and couldn't help exclaiming.

This ranking shows the ranking of Jeonbuk City.

In the last entrance exam, Ning Xiao was still ranked 100, but this time it suddenly soared to 31? !

"Is this comparable to the international class in Beicheng?" The dean couldn't help but speak.

They all know that the international class of Beicheng No. [-] Middle School has a total of [-] students. It is the most popular school in Beicheng, and several students can be admitted to Jiangjing University every year.

The other teachers heard the words and looked over one after another.

"How did his grades improve so quickly? Chen Zhu is only in the 80th place, right?"

In the whole of Xiangcheng, there has never been a student in the top [-]. Today is the first time. A group of teachers are very excited, "Look at him, he is in the top five in mathematics! He is also in the top [-] in mathematics!"

"121 points," the leader of the mathematics team pressed his glasses, "I heard that Song Ming scored 130 in mathematics, which is not much worse than Ning Xiao."

"Yes, among the top five, there are not many international classes in Beicheng No. [-] Middle School that can compare with Ning Xiao." The dean looked at the principal, unable to hide his excitement, "Ask Director Pan, is this score worthy of the table? Will Beicheng give us resources for the next joint exam?"

Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School has never had a student who ranks in the top ten in a single subject.

Ning Xiao was the first!

The top five in mathematics, what kind of concept is this!

Put Beicheng No. [-] Middle School is also one in a million!

The headmaster naturally knew it too. He stared at the page and called Director Pan, thinking that there might really be one this time!

Lu Lingxi was also taken aback by Ning Xiao's results.

Everyone else was congratulating Lu Lingxi.

His eyes were extremely envious.

Being able to bring out a student who is the top 31 in the entire North City is not only a brilliance of the school, but also a brilliance of Xiangcheng.

Only the head teacher of Class [-] looked at Lu Lingxi, and suddenly said, "You search for classmate Bai Po."

"Oh." Lu Lingxi came back to her senses and began to search for Bai Po's name.

She hits the enter key.

The page is still spinning in circles.

The other teachers were much more relaxed than before. "Student Bai, she is a bit weak in chemistry, and she doesn't know how to do math. Last time, she scored five points higher than Ning Xiao in math. Ning Xiao made a mistake in a multiple-choice question."

"Could it be that she can also be in the top ten in mathematics?" Some teachers boldly imagined.

Most of the teachers don't know Bai Po, but they know that she is a girl, "Probably not, I think Bai is good at Chinese, but math is so difficult this time, she won't be as high as Ning Xiao."

Everyone guessed at random, Lu Lingxi smiled, she knew Bai Po very well, "Don't look down on girls, please, look, Bai Po may have 120 in math."

After all, it is said that Song Min is only 130, and Lu Lingxi knows the two students in her class very well, but she didn't expect to be able to compare with that Song Min.

talking room.

"brush--"

Bai Jian's grades were brushed out.

Name: Bai Po

subject, grade, rank

Chinese, 150, 1

Math, 150, 1

English, 126, 137

Comprehensive: 182, 966

Total score: 608, 97

Under the computer screen, the rows of grades were so clear that the teachers who were still talking and laughing, including Lu Lingxi, did not move.

Just quietly looking at the first two lines——

[Chinese, 150, 1

Mathematics, 150, 1]

The principal who was talking to Director Pan naturally saw it too, and fell silent for a moment.

Needle drop could be heard throughout the classroom.

About 1 minutes.

The class teacher of Class [-], who has always been elegant, spit out a word: "Damn."