Chapter 151 152 What kind of people are hiding in Xiangcheng?

"What kind of books do you usually read?" Bai Xi knocked on the table and asked Jian Zhe. She had never asked about Jian Zhe and only roughly knew what was being taught in the school.

Jian Zhe has been learning to write big characters since he was born. The Jian family is a family of scholars and has been nurturing their children since childhood.

But this generation is suppressed by Jian Rong, so Jian Zhonghai is not so concerned about the education of his grandchildren and puts all his efforts on Jian Rong.

Hearing Bai Xi asking what kind of books he likes to read, Jian Zhe paused for a moment, then looked at Bai Xi and said hesitantly, "Rebirth of Dragon Aotian, Beautiful Bodyguard, School Beauty..."

She made a pause gesture.

Jian Zhe shook his head, "Hehe, isn't that very useless?"

"No, there are people who just want to be second-rate people." Bai Xi had no objection to these.

She had been subject to red tape since she was a child, but she still maintained her nature, all because of Liang Zewen.

Liang Zewen's way of educating people was very special. He never stifled a person's character. Education was to make people conform to the laws of nature and to make his students a complete personality.

She was just... touched by the word "rebirth". Is there such a book?

Bai Xi silently memorized the title of the book, and then looked at Jian Zhe: "But if you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination for Jiangyi, put aside these hobbies for now, and read "The Thirteen Classics" first after you are admitted to Jiangyi."

Cultivating the literacy of ancient Chinese literature is the most important thing.

"I flipped through this book last night. You can read this one first." Bai Xi didn't know how Jian Zhe studied in college, but if he wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, he must have the basic skills. "You must be proficient in the pronunciation, syntax and interpretation of ancient Chinese, so that you can read the literature. If you don't understand something, ask me."

Similarly, modern Chinese is also an art.

Fortunately, her former classmate Bai Xi left her with precious 19 years of memories. Combined with her own 23 years of memories in ancient times, she has more than 40 years of knowledge and experience that ordinary people can hardly have.

Jian Zhe took the ancient Chinese classics that Bai Xi gave him.

Very surprised.

Most people think that the current postgraduate entrance examination for classical literature is quite simple, but in fact, objective questions are not difficult, and subjective essay questions are extremely difficult.

The test question Jianzhe took yesterday was "…it is advisable to plan good methods to boost the economy."

This kind of question is to test students' literary skills and the breadth of their knowledge. Jianzhe didn't expect Bai Xi to actually study it.

He lowered his head and read the book seriously.

**

About ten minutes.

Two figures, one big and one small, walked up the stairs slowly. The figure in front had long legs. Although he walked slowly, his strides were big. The small figure behind him climbed the stairs with difficulty, trying to keep up with his pace.

Jianzhe suddenly found that the two people opposite him suddenly sat up straight.

Before he had time to think about why, a cold voice suddenly came from above his head——

"Why is he here?"

Master Jiang?

Jianzhe raised his head. Jiang Fuli was standing next to Bai Xi, his hand on the back of the chair, looking at him casually.

Jian Zhe's scalp was tingling. He never thought that he would run into Jiang Fuli in the library. He wanted to stand up, but Jiang Fuli waved his hand at him.

"Come and read," Bai Wei said in a low voice, "He is going to take the Jiangyi exam."

Jiang Fuli pulled out the chair next to Bai Wei and sat down. He glanced at Jian Zhe and finally put his hand on his language basics book. "...Come on."

He uttered two words in silence.

Jiang He sat opposite Jiang Fuli. A group of six people were reading books and doing exercises.

Occasionally Ning Xiao would ask Jiang Fuli questions.

After studying for half an hour, Jian Zhe was about to take out his phone to watch a video. When he looked up, everyone at the table, including Jiang He, was reading seriously.

He: "..." He

put down his phone silently and continued reading. He felt like he had been reading for a century.

When he looked up again, the five people around him were doing nothing but reading reviews, doing exercises...

Jian Zhe looked down at the time on his phone. Only an hour had passed?

It was his first time studying with this kind of exercise maniac, and Jian Zhe was in a daze the whole morning.

"Sister Bai, have you finished the comprehensive test paper?" Ning Xiao was asking about the winter vacation homework, the extension test paper issued by the school.

"I've finished it." Bai Bai was working on a problem, so she asked Jiang Fuli to help her hold it.

Her schoolbag was hanging on the back of the seat, and Jiang Fuli casually opened it.

Bai Bai's schoolbag was very neatly organized. In addition to the test paper, there was a question bank. He casually took out the test paper that was classified together and clipped with a clip. Wait, why are there...

three notebooks?

Jiang Fuli handed the test paper to Ning Xiao, and patted Bai Di's shoulder. "Bai Di, what is this?"

he asked.

Bai Di's hand stopped at a half-circle while writing α, and an alarm bell rang in his mind. Notebook?

"This..." Bai Di took out three notebooks. The three notebooks were from two people. The physics one was from Xu Wenyao, and the biochemistry one was from Liang Wuyu.

"I prepared the physics specially for Zhang Shize." She said calmly.

She really needs chemistry and biology.

As long as it doesn't involve physics, everything can be discussed.

Jiang Fuli glanced at the physics notebook, "Can he understand it?"

The notebooks and wrong question collections of the top students in the Department of Physics of Jiangjing University, even Ning Xiao needs to study them seriously.

"Give it to him first," Bai Zhu found a good home for the notebook, "Anyway, I can't understand it, and I'll sue him if he's late."

Jiang Fuli reluctantly believed it.

**

After studying until the afternoon, Bai Zhu and Jiang Fuli went back to Qingshui Street to eat.

Some of the things that Director Chen had in the morning were prepared by Jiang Fuli. Director Chen went so early to worship the tree god with Ji Heng and others. There was a vegetarian meal at the tree god temple at noon.

They didn't go back.

In the evening, Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun and others prepared the meal, and asked Bai Zhu and Jiang Fuli to remember to go back for dinner.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Jian Zhe walked out of the library with light steps. He entered North City University through the art exam, and he had never studied so hard in his senior year of high school. After Bai Xi and Jiang Fuli got in the car, he asked Tang Ming beside him: "You guys... study from 8 o'clock every day until now?"

Without stopping for a moment?

"No." Tang Ming shook his head.

Jian Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"I get up at 6 o'clock every morning to memorize English," Tang Ming told Jian Zhe about the schedule, "then I come to the library at 8 o'clock, go back at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and after dinner I do the basic question bank of the school. I go to bed at 12 o'clock at night, which is early. Ning Xiao and Sister Xi seem to go to bed at 1 o'clock."

Tang Ming frowned, "No, I have to go to bed at 1 o'clock tonight too, it's been more than 150 days."

Jian Zhe: "......?"

How did they do it?

Jian Zhe felt that he was already very impressive after only two hours. If Jiang Fuli had not been sitting next to him today, Jian Zhe felt that he had played with his phone for at least two hours during the journey.

He asked cautiously, "Two seniors, which school are you going to apply to?"

Ning Xiao: "Jiangjing University."

He answered confidently this time.

Jian Zhe, who felt that it was difficult to get into Jiangjing University of the Arts: "..."

No...

this Xiangcheng...why can anyone get into Jiangjing University? Has Jiangjing University become a cabbage?

If it were placed in Beicheng, it would also be in the top ten, right?

Jian Zhe was a little skeptical about life. What kind of people are Bai Di and her two classmates?

He took out his books and his phone and took a taxi to Xiangcheng Railway Station.

His grandfather, Jian Zhonghai, is still waiting at the railway station to pick someone up.

**

Xiangcheng Railway Station.

It has been renovated, but the foundation is still there. The train station is still dilapidated. The new South Station is already under construction and will be connected to the high-speed rail.

Ren Wanxuan frowned and stepped on the ground. She followed Ren Qian out of the car and was very curious: "Grandpa, is the old chairman waiting here in person?"

"Yes." Ren Qian had already seen a large group of black-clad bodyguards in front of him.

He hurried over and greeted Jian Zhonghai in the middle with a very polite attitude: "Chairman Jian, the person you are waiting for has not arrived yet?"

Jian Zhonghai is not only the previous president of the North City Calligraphy Association. Everyone who has reached this position knows that to become the president, one has to hold multiple positions, including vice president of the North City Political Consultative Conference, director of the Arts and Literature Department...

The efforts of the Jian family for generations are not something that ordinary families can achieve, especially since they are from North City.

Jian Zhonghai has gray hair, he wears a gray coat, and there are three deep wrinkles on his forehead.

Men of letters look down on each other. He glanced at Ren Qian and said briefly, "He has a train at seven in the evening."

Jian Zhonghai got the news from the person he arranged. In fact, after his brother left home, he never returned to the Jian family again, and it was difficult for him to even see his brother.

Who could have known that without the protection of the Jian family, the other party could actually make it step by step and finally become the head of the Jiangjing Literature and Art Bureau.

The Jian family repeatedly asked him to come back, but he ignored them.

This time, Jian Zhonghai was not sure whether the other party would meet him...

Listening to Jian Zhonghai's words, Ren Qian's heart was shocked. A train at seven in the evening, and Jian Zhonghai was waiting at four o'clock?

Jian Zhonghai was the president of the previous term. If he hadn't retired, in terms of administrative status, Ren Qian, who was from a small city on the 18th tier, would be far behind.

Even after retirement, Ren Qian coveted the connections he had.

Who could make Jian Zhonghai wait here so long...

who on earth was Jian Zhonghai waiting for?

He was even more thankful that he didn't go to the Ji family today.

"I've prepared a dinner for you and your distinguished guests," Ren Qian handed a gift list to Jian Zhonghai, "see if there's anything your distinguished guests don't like."

They've been in this circle for so long, it's not easy for someone like Jian Zhonghai to come to Xiangcheng.

Ren Qian's power has been increasingly dispersed recently, and the items he prepared for Jian Zhonghai were all extremely rare.

Jian Zhonghai took a look and treated him much better.

Ren Wanxuan and Qiu Boqing were on the same side, and they couldn't talk to each other in this situation.

Several people were talking.

Jian Zhe appeared from behind the crowd. Seeing Jian Zhe, Ren Wanxuan was shocked. "What are you doing here?"

Qiu Xuezheng leaked the news?

She couldn't help but look at Qiu Xuezheng and frowned.

Did Bai Di know about it too?

Jian Zhe just walked forward and stopped beside Jian Zhonghai: "Grandpa."

Grandpa?

Jian Zhonghai's grandson?

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan were dumbfounded. How could someone from the Jian family appear in Xiangcheng?

Jian Zhonghai has two sons and two daughters, and several grandchildren. Among them, Jian Rong is the one he is most satisfied with. He has brought him up since he was a child. As for Jian Zhe... He

started to hide the picture book of the little man under the bed since he was a child. Jian Zhonghai scolded them all.

He looked at Jian Zhe and said nothing.

Jian's father pulled Jian Zhe aside and cursed him in a low voice: "Your grandfather arrived yesterday, why did you come only now?"

"Sister Bai and I went to the library." Jian Zhe said: "Sister Bai is amazing, I think her handwriting..."

Although Bai Ru is two years younger than him, Jian Zhe and his friends are used to calling her sister.

He introduced and promoted Bai Ru to his father.

Jian's father interrupted him, not caring who Sister Bai was, and just looked at Jian Zhe coldly, "Can you make some normal friends? Look at who Jian Rong's friends are, and then look at yours? Forget about that, can't you tell the difference between your grandfather and others?" "

Didn't Jian Rong come too?" Jian Zhe didn't want to argue with Jian's father about this. He looked around and didn't see Jian Rong.

"Do you think Jian Rong is you?" Jian's father scolded again, "He is reading in the mansion. When he is picked up by your uncle, your grandfather will take him to see it personally."

Jian Rong is the hope of the Jian family. His affairs are of utmost importance. How could he come here?

Jian Rong can read, but he can't?

Jian Zhe was not convinced.

He decided to go back and read for another four hours at night.

**

Meanwhile.

At the Ji family, Ji Heng was playing chess with Chen Ju. When Chen Ju saw Jiang Fuli, he quickly got up and cried to give up his seat: "Grandpa, how many games are you going to play with Uncle Ji? I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Ji Heng looked at Chen Ju and thought it was nothing, so why was he so good at Gobang.

Jiang Fuli glanced at Chen Ju, then sat opposite Ji Heng and picked up a white piece casually. The ordinary white chess piece looked like a white jade emitting light in his hand.

Jiang He sat on a slightly higher bench next to Ji Heng, holding a fruit plate and watching the two play chess.

Ji Heng arranged the black pieces. He saw Jiang Fuli sitting down and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to play Go?"

"A little bit." Jiang Fuli nodded.

"Okay," Ji Heng made a prompt decision, "then let's play Go."

The white piece went first, and Jiang Fuli made the first move.

Playing chess is like life.

Ji Heng played steadily, while Jiang Fuli's chess playing style could not be seen, and seemed very casual. Bai Fu stood aside and watched for a while until he received a message from Dean Jian -

Dean Jian: [[Picture]]

Dean Jian: [What is this place? ]

Bai Fu looked down and saw a picture of the Xiangcheng city tower, and Dean Jian's luggage was next to it.

Bai Fu: [Aren't you on the 7 o'clock train? Dean

Jian: [There are bad guys in the crowd]

Bai Xi: [...wait]

She said something to Ji Heng and went to the city gate to pick someone up. The city gate was close to Qingshui Street, only four stops away.

Jiang Fuli watched Bai Xi leave, and then raised his hand to move another piece. Ji Heng didn't pay attention to this piece until the tenth piece, when the white pieces on the entire chessboard formed a picture that was full of hidden dangers, murderous intent at every step.

Ji Heng's mouth twitched -

no, how could someone change his style of play in the middle of the game? ?

At the city gate.

When Bai Xi found the person, Dean Jian was standing next to his silver suitcase. The old man looked very lonely.

"Are you alone?" Bai Xi thought he was accompanied by someone.

"I didn't ask anyone to work overtime during the Chinese New Year," Dean Jian looked up and explained, "I'm not a three-year-old child."

The news of his coming to Xiangcheng was spread by someone unknown.

So he had to give up the train and take a bus from Beicheng to Xiangcheng, which was very tiring.

Not knowing whether the hotel he originally booked could still be stayed, Dean Jian looked at Bai Xi and was confused: "Is the tourism industry so developed here?"

However, Xiangcheng suddenly became popular last month, and the cultural tourism industry seized the opportunity to promote it. After the second day of the Chinese New Year, the hotels in Xiangcheng were fully booked and could not be booked at all.

Otherwise, Dean Jian would definitely not bother Bai Xi. He was a person who didn't want to cause trouble to others.

"Let's go to my grandfather's house for dinner first." Bai Xi went to carry Dean Jian's suitcase.

"It's very heavy..." Dean Jian opened his mouth to stop him. His suitcase was 28 inches long and contained not only daily necessities but also a slightly smaller guzheng box.

Before he could finish, Bai Zhi picked it up lightly with his left hand.

"..."

**

Ji's house.

Director Chen brought out a glass of milk for Jiang He, "Where's Miss Bai?"

He looked around but didn't see Bai Zhi.

"She went to pick someone up." Ji Heng didn't have time, so Jiang Fuli went back to Director Chen.

Pick someone up?

Xu En and the others were not here either, so who else would be in Xiangcheng? Director Chen thought for a moment and discussed with Ji Heng, "Uncle, we're going fishing tomorrow. Brother Ji won't have time in two days." Ji

Shaojun had to go to work on the eighth day of the first lunar month, and Director Chen also had to go to work.

Ji Heng's head was aching from the chess game, so he said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, okay."

Five minutes later, Ji Heng looked at Jiang Fuli's style of play, "Don't deliberately give in."

Jiang Fuli, who had been giving in from the beginning to the end, said, "..."

Twenty minutes later, Ji Heng looked at the black chess pieces that were surrounded and attacked, "... Let's play Gobang."

"It's time for dinner," Ji Shaojun brought out the bowl and chopsticks, and looked outside, "Is A-Xu not back yet?"

As he was talking, there was a noise outside the door.