Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Bai Qian has listened to Jian Zhongyou's collections, including "White Snow on Cangshan Mountain", "Pingqiu Music" and "Xiangyin".

They are all works by Jian Zhongyou in his middle period, with a simple, steady and warm rhythm.

Therefore, Bai Qian was a little surprised when he learned that Jian Zhongyou became famous for playing "White Clothes" and that the final piece of music he composed was as simple and simple as Qinjiu.

The style of "Blooming on the Trees" tends to be tense and powerful. The script has a rhythm that reaches the middle and late stages, giving it a sense of tension as if it were an empty city.

It's not the style that Jian Zhongyou is good at, and he really doesn't have the energy to continue creating now. If he hadn't found the right person yet, he would have retired.

That's what Bai Xian said, but Gao Yan and Butler Xu were choked by Bai Xian's words, "He can't do it, Dean Jian."

But then he realized what Bai Zian said.

"Ah, you," Gao Yan put down the plum blossom cake and sat upright, "can you compose music?"

She knew that Bai Qian could play the guzheng, but she had never heard her play it.

And judging from the way Dean Jian communicated with her, I knew that Bai Zian Guzheng shouldn't be too bad.

But... composing music is something that non-professionals can't do. If it's a research competition or something like that, Gao Yan can easily think of Bai Qian.

As a composer, Gao Yan has never been associated with Bai Zian.

"I know how to do it now," Bai Zian held a folding fan and said to Gao Yan, "I haven't watched the drama, so it may not be suitable for me. I just try it and choose the best one when the time comes."

Gao Shu will definitely find someone else, but he may not be as good as Mr. Shi, the expert.

Dean Jian trusts Bai Qian very much. Although there are no clear boundaries in music, the style of the drama theme song is a bit straightforward, and Bai Qian has not figured out the style yet.

"Ah, okay," Gao Yan looked at Bai Qian before she could react, "I'll tell Shu Shu."

Ming Dongheng's car was waiting downstairs, and Gao Yan sent Bai Qian downstairs.

After the car left, Gao Yan gathered her coat and looked at Butler Xu thoughtfully, "Butler Xu, do you think it's reliable? It won't disturb her study."

According to Xu Nanjing, Bai Qian is now the star of the School of Physics.

"This," Butler Xu was not sure, "Madam, Miss Bai said she wants to try it, so let her try it."

"Yeah." Gao Yan took out her mobile phone and called Gao Shu.

**

At the theater, Gao Shu had already met Shi Qingyu and Ji Yinghui, and the two did watch the drama rehearsal together.

Even the actors for "Blossoms on the Trees" took more than a year to select.

Shi Qingyu and Ji Yinghui were standing in front, talking to a man, who was none other than Bei Tong, the leading actor in the play.

Secretary Xue whispered in Gao Shu's ear, "They are already communicating with Bei Tong about the singing issue."

Shi Qingyu had been preparing for so long, and most of the composition in his hand must have been completed. Finally, the actor Bei Tong sang it in front of the old dean.

"I know," Gao Shu's face turned gloomy and she turned to the back, "What did Teacher Xia say?"

This was her backup plan.

"It's due in December. Teacher Xia said that he didn't dare to accept the old dean's call." Secretary Xue held a notepad in his hand. "He is in Beicheng now. Do you want to go find him?"

"Beicheng?" Gao Shu walked upstairs, wondering what he was doing in Beicheng, but she still said: "Pick two days to prepare a ticket for me to go to Beicheng."

When I arrived at the office, I just received a call from Gao Yan.

Bai Zian said that he would try to compose music for her.

"She said I can just give it a try," Gao Yan sighed, "I told you, she knows guzheng, maybe she can actually write something."

Hearing Bai Zian, Gao Shu's mood improved a lot. She sat on her desk, "Really? Then maybe she and Li Jiu have something in common."

Gao Shu said, then added, "She wrote it, no matter what, I will find someone from the theater to sing it."

"I think so too." Gao Yan smiled, and the two of them thought of going together.

Gao Yan mentioned it casually, and Gao Shu wrote it down, but after all, Dean Jian didn't dare to sing the next song, and Gao Shu didn't think Bai Pian would compose any music.

After hanging up the phone, she told Secretary Xue about her trip to Beicheng.

**

Mountain and Sea Apartments.

When Bai Zian got out of the car, he saw workers busy in the yard of 103, installing transparent glass on the yard walls and top.

"Miss Bai, it's cold in Jiangjing in winter," Ming Dongheng opened the car door and got out, standing behind Bai Qian and explaining to her, "it can be used as a sunroom with glass."

Jiangjing is indeed cold in winter, Bai Qian nodded slightly, but it is much better than before. In the past, Jiangjing was really cold in winter, like the Little Cambrian.

103. Ji Heng and Lance were not here, and a few old naughty boys went fishing together in the afternoon.

In another month Jiangjing will be able to go ice fishing.

When she returned to 303, only Zhang Shize and Tang Ming were doing homework. Lu Xiaohan was not there. She went with Ji Heng and others to shoot the fishing scene. Ning Xiao was called by Zhou Wenqing to help.

Now in the same peak class, the ones who stand out the most are really not people like Gao Yuan.

Bai Qian is the only one, and below her are not Liang Wuyu and Gao Yuan, but Ning Xiao, and below her are Tang Ming and Gao Yuan.

The quality of the students in Tongfeng's class was so high that Zhou Wenqing also had some thoughts. He liked Bai Jian more. However, in the School of Physics, Dean Huang and Academician Ma were both abnormal this time. He also recalled the past two months. I didn’t dare to call him Bai Zian.

"Sister Qiang," Tang Ming raised the draft paper in his hand when he saw Bai Qian coming back, "You haven't finished the challenge in the question bank yet?"

Bai Zian walked over and took a look at the math problem.

She took off her coat, picked up the remote control, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and searched for the drama, "It's the same type of question as Boyuan class this time. It's on my desk."

Tang Ming pushed past Bai Zian's study and entered.

The bookshelves in her study room are filled with books, most of which are not at the university level. In addition to books, there is also a pile of historical miscellaneous notes.

Tang Ming walked to her desk. There was a pile of stapled A4 papers neatly placed on the desk. The one on the far left was the one that Bai Zian had just translated for them the day before yesterday.

He flipped down and found something similar to a Chinese script.

Thinking it was Yan Lu's script, Tang Ming turned down another page and then saw the paper from Boyuan's class. He took it out and closed the door and went out.

Bai Xian was lazily leaning on the sofa watching a drama. Tang Ming took a look at it, but he couldn't appreciate it without artistic talent.

Downstairs, a group of people have returned from fishing.

Tang Ming received the news from Shen Qing and went downstairs to get some fruit.

The glass roof in the yard is almost finished. The workers are well-trained and the binding is almost silent.

"I took this too," Tang Ming saw that there were still melon seeds on the table, so he took another pile, "Sister Qian is watching a drama, let her eat some melon seeds."

Next to him, Dean Jian, who was watching fish with Lance, heard the keyword and paused, "She's watching a drama?"

Dean Jian went to 303 with Tang Ming.

Bai Zian holds the black remote control in his right hand, leaning on the sofa with his legs lazily propped up, watching TV calmly.

Dean Jian looked at the TV. It was a classic family ethics drama.

He sat on the left side of Bai Qian, "Why did you suddenly watch a drama?"

Bai Zian tapped the remote control with her fingertips and said in a calm tone, "I want to try it."

"Blooming on the trees?" Dean Jian actually had a premonition in his heart.

"Correct."

"There are also categories of dramas." Dean Jian is a drama lover. He was overjoyed when he heard Bai Qian said that he wanted to try it. "I will introduce you to a few dramas with the same style as Blossoms on the Tree."

Bai Zian shook his head, "I may not be able to write in the style you want."

"Try it," Dean Jian said in a very confident tone, "This is also my first time arranging music for a play."

**

Jiang Fuli came back late.

Tomorrow is Monday, and there is a group meeting. Everyone in their group has the same test. Jiang Fuli packed up the experimental progress of the past two weeks. It was already ten o'clock when he came back.

After spending a day in the laboratory, he planned to take a shower before going to 303 to see Bai Zian and the others.

The small light in the 302 lobby is on.

Jiang Fuli reached out and took off his coat, hanging it on the shelf next to him. His cold eyes fell on the turned on light, he was stunned for a moment, and then he walked to the piano room in a hurry.

The piano room door was not closed tightly, leaving a crack, but the sound insulation was so good that you couldn't hear any sound even when you walked to the door.

He gently opened the door.

The air conditioner was on inside, and only a small light was turned on, but it didn't light up.

Bai Zian did not sit on the piano bench as before. She only wore simple home clothes and sat lazily on the thick black carpet. The piano was casually placed on her lap. There were a few white papers scattered beside it, some of which had written words. Words, some don't.

Oh, and a lighter.

She must have been a little lazy, her slender fingers were too lazy to fiddle with the strings, so she picked up the lighter next to her and pressed it every now and then.

Jiang Fuli has a bit of mysophobia.

She only brought a lighter.

The blue firelight was reflected in her deep black eyes, and her eyelashes were stretched out into a long shadow.

She must have noticed someone pushing the door. She turned around and sat up slightly. Her hair was pulled up casually. A few strands were not pulled up and fell on her eyebrows. She put down the piano and stood up: "It seems that I stayed too long. You are all back."

"Something happened at school. What did you have for dinner?" Jiang Fuli approached, bent down and picked up the scattered papers one by one, with a graceful look.

A new batch of postgraduate entrance examinations was about to begin. The school actually wanted to ask him if he wanted to recruit two more group members, but no one dared to mention it to him.

Among his subordinates, unless they are as talented as He Wen, very few of them can keep up with his pace. They are too stupid to make sense. Mr. Jiang really can't even look at him too much.

"The fish caught by Grandpa and the others were cooked by Director Chen today." Bai Qian was still playing with the lighter and watched him sort out the things and put them neatly on the bookshelf next to him. "Auntie left two for you. Tomorrow There’s also soup to bring for you.”

"Okay." Jiang Fuli didn't have much interest in most things.

He came from a distinguished background, but his life in the laboratory was even simpler than that of Academician Ma. He was very indifferent to everything. Ming Dongheng and the Jiang family were not allowed to enter a confidential place like the laboratory at will.

A special channel was opened for him, but he closed it because it was too troublesome.

During the time when they were having dinner with Bai Zian and Jiang He in Xiangcheng, Jiang Fuli had not eaten in the laboratory, and Ming Dongheng had only arranged for dinner for a while.

But now, Shen Qing and Ji Heng always ask Jiang Fu to bring a food box with him when he leaves the laboratory, most of which is soup made by Shen Qing.

"My aunt added some spices to the soup..." Bai Zian stood lazily next to him, watching him organize the bookshelf. When she talked about adding spices, her tone paused slightly.

Jiang Fuli turned sideways, reached around her waist, tightened his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and asked her methodically from a very close distance: "What material?"

"Tang Ming and Ning Xiao are drinking together." Bai Qian looked at the door, wondering if Jiang He would come back suddenly.

Jiang Fuli lowered his head and kissed her against the lamp behind him.

The arms were bent and clasped around her waist. Although they looked cold, the tight arms were strong and strong. The slightly raised veins could be seen in the half-rolled sleeves.

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Fuli said calmly after a long time and looked at the door calmly, "I didn't record Jiang Xiaoniao's fingerprints."

302, only Bai Zian and his fingerprints.

"In January, I have half a month off." Jiang Fuli reached out and brushed the hair that fell on her neck behind her ears. "We will go to the snow-capped mountains. There is a ruins there."

"Please take such a long leave," Bai Zian looked at him, "Are you going to stop studying dark matter?"

"There's no rush," Jiang Fuli smiled and looked down at the piano still on the ground, "Why are you still in the piano room so late today?"

He recalled Bai Qian's schedule. Yan Lu was preparing for a new play in Beicheng and had no intention of releasing a new song.

"I want to try composing music for a play." Bai Zian replied.

Jiang Fuli thought about Gao Shu and narrowed his eyes slightly.

**

Monday.

Early in the morning.

Mu Yining got up early in the morning. She lived in a house outside, and she and Dong Xiaobai only made some breakfast in the morning.

Dong Xiaobai put down the milk for her, and the two discussed Saturday, "How many distinguished guests are there?"

"Not much," Mu Yining sat next to him, picked up the milk and took a sip before speaking, "Even the Gao family is not here, but Mr. Chen and Mr. Xu will be there on time, as well as my partners."

It's almost the same. Mu Yining's partners are also among the best in Jiangjing.

It's not as grand as Mr. Xu's birthday celebration, but there are still enough people trying to squeeze in.

"This crab roe bun is really good. Dong Chuan and Wan Xuan will go there together." Dong Xiaobai said.

Dong Chuan, Dong Xiaobai's nephew, whose mother is from the Jiang family, his position in the Dong family is already confirmed as the next generation heir of the Dong family.

He plays a very important role in the Dong family, otherwise Dong Xiaobai would not have accompanied Ren Wanxuan back to the Dong family last time.

Hearing this, Mu Yining sat upright and asked, "Will he come?"

Dong Chuan doesn't belong to this circle, and his status is higher than the rest of the Dong family. He has always been noble. He should not be interested in the affairs of the Mu family, so why would he come here?

"What Wan Xuan requested," Dong Xiaobai held the chopsticks, "is that she wants to return to the clan and ask Dong Chuan to show up with her."

"Ren Wanxuan is really lucky," Mu Yining sighed. With Dong Chuan's appearance, even the orthodox direct descendants of the Mu family did not dare to say a word to Ren Wanxuan. "Dong Chuan is coming, so he must be notified." From what Butler Lou said, he is not an ordinary person after all."

"Dong Chuan was influenced by his mother, and the last time he dated a girl with this kind of artistic temperament," Dong Xiaobai said, suddenly thinking of something, "Is Wan Xuan going to transfer her household registration together this Wednesday?"

If they change, then they are the real Mu family. The Mu family has such a huge foundation, and the property left to them alone is countless.

"With Mulan." Mu Yining also picked up a chopstick of crab roe buns.

When you take a bite, the juice bursts out. The crab roe is delicious, the crab meat is delicate, and the soup is mellow. Even Mu Yining, who has eaten so many delicacies, was particularly surprised for a moment.

The last time Mu Youjun visited the Mu family, she began to dislike the crabs that the Mu family ate this season.

There are only so many things that Jiang Jing provides to this circle every year. Whether it is food or refreshments, the Mu family has actually not received any in these years. The Gao family can still get some with their backing to the mountains.

After Mu Youjun sent it, Mu Yining only left one for the old man and gave one to Ji Heng.

She was also very surprised to eat this crab roe bun. Even when she was a child, she rarely ate crab roe buns of this quality during the heyday of the Mu family.

After breakfast, while the housekeeping aunt was cleaning, Mu Yining got in the car and called the housekeeper to ask about the origin of the crab roe buns.

Mu Yining was very surprised to learn that it was given by Ji Heng.

The Ji family really made her feel more and more strange.

**

Wednesday.

Bai Qian was still eating in the cafeteria when he received a call from Xu En.

"Aji, good morning." Xu En was driving with a smile in his voice. After greeting Baiji, he explained to her that Ji Mulan wanted to transfer his household registration.

Xu Siqi's registered residence was with the Xu family, but Mrs. Xu did not allow him to transfer.

Although it was such a big deal to transfer the household registration, Xu En still told Bai Zian.

"Yes, I understand." Bai Zian swiped the card, served breakfast, and handed the card to Tang Ming next to him.

Tang Ming respectfully took Bai Qian's card with both hands, not even daring to glance at the three words "Jiang Fuli" on the card.

Ding Wenyang has perfectly integrated into their group.

As long as Bai Zian is in school, they all eat with him.

Seeing Tang Ming be so respectful to a card, he was a little confused, "Brother Tang, you are now a player with 200 million points!"

The top student in Jiang Datong Peak Class is so respectful to a card.

"Brother Ding, you don't understand." Tang Ming thought about Monday morning, when Young Master Jiang heard about his points and gave him a "ha" expression, he said seriously.

Tang Ming swiped his meal card.

Ding Wenyang looked at the balance on his meal card, said "Ah", and then reacted——

That's right, isn't it normal to be respectful to the God of Wealth?

After the two finished their meal, they sat across from Bai Qian and Yang Lin.

Ding Wenyang saw two foreign books next to Bai Zian. He saw this often, so he was not surprised.

He looked at the piece of paper above. There were strange symbols on it, which Tang Ming had learned about in popular science, and they were called "reduction character spectrum".

"What have you been doing lately?" Ding Wenyang took a bite of the bun and asked Tang Ming beside him.

"It seems like I'm studying a drama," Tang Ming ate the buns, but then said he disliked them, "These buns are not very tasty. I'll just eat one, and we'll have egg pancakes instead."

Ding Wenyang had forgotten about Bai Qian and said in disbelief, "Jiangjing is famous for the fresh meat buns in our cafeteria. Do you know how many Internet celebrities come to our cafeteria to borrow meal cards and check in to buy buns here?"

Jiangda’s cafeteria is indeed famous for its delicious food.

Many food bloggers on the Internet have become popular by opening up Jiangda’s food.

Tang Ming ate the buns silently, "...I will bring you something more delicious next week."

**

Jiangjing Public Security Bureau, Xu En stopped the car.

I saw the housekeeper waiting at the door.

"Mr. Xu, Miss Mulan," Housekeeper Lou introduced the people next to them with a smile, "This is Miss Wan Xuan, and this is Young Master Dong Chuan."

Both sides have heard of each other.

Dong Chuan is tall and tall. He is wearing a jacket and his eyebrows are slightly dark, "Mr. Xu."

"Master Dong." Xu En heard Mu Yining say that Dong Chuan was not only the successor of the Dong family, but his mother's natal family was not easy to mess with.

Xu En is very polite.

Ji Mulan has been recuperating for two months, and his body has almost recovered. However, today he is not wearing high heels, only wearing a goose-yellow coat and a top hat on his head. He is graceful and magnanimous.

Her eyes passed over Ren Wanxuan and landed on Dong Chuan. She was also very polite and said, "Master Dong."

People from the Public Security Bureau, Housekeeper Lou and Mu Yining have made arrangements, and someone will take them to line up.

Move your household registration and take photos.

In less than half an hour, everything was moved.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her head and looked at the household registration book in the housekeeper's hand. She remembered something and asked him, "Bai Zian didn't come?"

"Miss Bai?" Housekeeper Lou mentioned Bai Qian, his eyebrows became much gentler, "She doesn't want to change her household registration."

"That's it." Ren Wanxuan didn't care anymore. It was a good thing for her that Bai Zian didn't change her household registration.

Next to her, Dong Chuan had been accompanying her. When he heard her mention Bai Qian, he didn't ask much. He knew that the Mu family had a few more relatives, but except for Ren Wanxuan, he didn't care.

In the car not far away.

Ji Mulan looked at the rearview mirror, "The boyfriend she found is quite nice. I heard that his mother's family relationship is not simple."

It can be seen that even the housekeeper respects Dong Chuan.

"Not bad." Xu En started the car and evaluated seriously, but suddenly thought of Jiang Fuli.

In terms of aura, after so many years, he has never seen anyone with an aura that can match Mr. Jiang.

**

North City.

Gao Shu was busy for several days and finally took two days to come to Beicheng to meet Teacher Xia.

Secretary Xue has contacted Teacher Xia's current address. Gao Shu was very surprised when she heard the address: "Time Entertainment?"

Mr. Xia first composed music for operas and large-scale movies, and left many famous songs. Later, he composed music for the Chinese band, and he stopped composing for a long time.

This kind of artist has nothing to do with the entertainment industry where entertainment is paramount.

How can you be entertained in time?

Gao Shu was surprised and drove the car to the time entertainment.

When the deputy director of the Jiangjing National Theater learned that she was coming, the boss of Time Entertainment was alarmed. All the senior management stood at the door of Time Entertainment to pick up Gao Shu.

The formation is a bit big.

There was no way, to find Teacher Xia in such a short time, Secretary Xue could only use simple and crude methods, and had to alert these people.

It was a bit hotter in Beicheng, so Gao Shu got out of the car wearing only a minimalist windbreaker.

"Dean Gao," the CEO of Time Entertainment respectfully took Gao Shu to the CEO-specific elevator, "Teacher Xia is training Yan Lu in singing. On the 29th floor, I will take you to the lounge."

Yan Lu?

Gao Shu had the impression that she had also watched "Dayong".

In the lounge, Teacher Xia came in with a book of music, "Dean Gao, you came in person, so I won't say anything. As I get older, I have lost my passion for composing. I have also read "Blooming on the Tree", which is... There is one person recommended to you, and after counting, I think she is the most suitable."

"Who?" Gao Shu stood up quickly.

Teacher Xia tapped the music score and sighed: "The composer of "Gamble and Wine" was picked for nothing."

Gao Shu has also repeated this song.

It's just that she doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, nor does she know about the storm caused by the composer "Baizhan" on the Internet. "The composer you all admire, where is this master now?"

"I don't know," Teacher Xia said bluntly, "It's been a year and no paparazzi in the entertainment industry has picked her out. Do you know how many people inside and outside the entertainment industry want to find her to compose music but have no way? She only prefers Yan Lu. Yan Lu composes the music, and asking Yan Lu to sing the theme song for you might give you a chance."

"It's unrealistic to find her," Teacher Xia finally looked at Gao Shu and suggested, "Ask my apprentice to compose music for you, and you can do it well."

Gao Shu understood. It seemed that it was really difficult. Even an artist like Teacher Xia had to contact Bai Jian by tutoring Yan Lu in singing.

"She is definitely not short of money," Secretary Xue analyzed with Gao Shu on the way. "The power behind her is also large. I will try my best to help you collect information about Teacher Bai."

After Secretary Xue returned to Jiangjing, he used many connections to collect information about the great person on the Internet.

**

Saturday, early in the morning.

The Mu family is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Housekeeper Lou could see red lanterns hanging on the treetops along the way. The Mu family has not been so lively in 20 years.

He used crutches and walked all the way to the old man's yard, crossed the crossroads, raised the door curtain, and waited outside the small Buddhist hall, "Master."

There is still the sound of wooden fish inside.

Mu Xianguang's voice was calm, "Today is the day they return to the sect?"

He has not seen the light of day in the Buddhist hall, but he still remembers today.

Butler Lou bowed respectfully, "Yes, there are many people here today, and Miss Wan Xuan will also bring Master Dong Chuan."

There was only a "hmm" sound inside, and the sound of wooden fish did not stop.

"Also," Housekeeper Lou lowered his eyebrows, "Miss asked me to tell you that Miss Bai will also be here today."

Miss Bai, Bai Xian.

Mu Yining had mentioned to him countless times, the top scorer in the college entrance examination who swept Jiang University this year.

The sound of wooden fish stopped.

Three minutes later, Mu Xianguang's voice came out, "Bring in my coat."

Dear friends, if the two chapters are separated in the future, I will write one chapter at noon and one chapter at night. If not, I will read it in the afternoon. I love you! ! ! (Damn winter, even if my throat is hoarse, I will still love you)