Chapter 152 153 Dean Jian, Jian Zhe’s external friend (second update)

The voice of Bai Wei talking.

Jiang He, who couldn’t understand Go and was drowsy sitting on the chair, was suddenly alert. He jumped down and was about to open the door.

Director Chen was one step faster than him. He came out with chopsticks, walked to the gate of the yard, opened the door, "Miss Bai."

After he said that, he saw the big silver box in Bai Wei’s hand.

Director Chen stretched out his hand to take it.

Bai Wei waved her hand and didn’t give it to him, then turned her head, "Here we are."

Director Chen then saw that there was an old man next to Bai Wei. The Chen family didn’t engage in art. Old man Chen had chopped down thieves, Chen Beixuan was a sniper, and Director Chen was also from the army...

Jiangjing is so big, he didn’t recognize Dean Jian, he just felt that he was very familiar.

If it was the president of Jiangjing University or Jiangjing National Defense, Director Chen would definitely know him.

Dean Jian had never met Director Chen either. Bai Xi put the box aside and introduced Dean Jian to her family.

Dean Jian stood beside her and quietly lifted the box with one hand.

He couldn't lift it.

"..."

He looked at the box in confusion and silence for a long time before he came to his senses and introduced himself to Ji Heng and others: "Bai Xi and I are friends. We are here to travel in Xiangcheng."

He has been working hard with his mother since he was a child. What hardships has he not suffered? He doesn't have the airs of a dean here.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up. She admired the art teacher very much. "Come on, please sit down."

But Jiang Fuli, hearing that his last name was Jian, gave him a second look.

This look was chilly.

Jian Zhongyou was very puzzled at the dinner table, thinking that he hadn't offended this young man, had he?

How come he looked so fierce that even Jian Zhongyou couldn't resist him.

Of course, he didn't know that the page that Bai Di had taken a screenshot of before had the words "Dean Jian".

Jiang Fuli guessed Dean Jian's identity in just a few words.

Everyone at the dinner table was very talkative, except Bai Di, Jiang Fuli and Jiang He. They were also very polite when eating, and it was obvious that they had received special etiquette.

When someone asked a question, Bai Di would always swallow his food before speaking.

"Let's go fishing tomorrow," Ji Heng knew that this was Bai Shi's friend, and he was very polite to Dean Jian, "Do you have any activities tomorrow? You can go fishing with us, and take a look at the Xiangcheng River by the way. It's spectacular."

He knew that Bai Shi was very busy in the third year of high school, and every bit of time every day was spent on doing homework.

Dean Jian thanked him, "Thank you."

Before coming to Xiangcheng, he also looked up the history of Xiangcheng and was quite interested in Xiangcheng. He came to find Bai Shi, and also wanted to take a good look at the history here.

In the evening, Dean Jian stayed temporarily at Ji Heng's place.

**

Xiangcheng Railway Station.

At 7:30, the train arrived, but there was no one Jian Zhonghai was going to pick up.

"Where is the person the old president is going to pick up?" Ren Wanxuan had always wanted to see who Jian Zhonghai was going to pick up.

But he didn't come.

Ren Qian was also confused.

Jian Zhonghai was also very surprised. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Two minutes later, he frowned and said to Jian's father: "He's here, but he doesn't want to see us.

He avoided the train and went back to the mansion to discuss it." Jian Zhongyou seldom left Jiangjing. It was difficult for the Jian family in Jiangjing to see him.

Now that they were out of Jiangjing, it was the only chance to persuade Jian Zhongyou.

The group returned to the mansion, but Jian Zhe wanted to go back to the calligraphy association.

Ren Qian and Jian Zhonghai were there. Hearing his son's useless words, Jian's father whispered and scolded: "Jian Rong has been following your grandfather obediently. You have this opportunity, but you don't perform well. Why do you go back to the local calligraphy association?"

Of course, he was practicing calligraphy. Jiang Fuli asked him to write a hundred big characters every day, but he didn't write them today because he went out early.

"Dad, do you and grandpa want to go to the Calligraphy Association?" Jian Zhe promoted the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association to Jian Zhonghai, "It's really good, and the kids there are so cute..."

Jian's father's forehead was throbbing with veins.

He wanted to cover his son's mouth in public.

Jian Zhonghai glanced at Jian Zhe, "I'll go and have a look when I have time."

Jian Zhonghai was a serious old president, at an administrative level, not an ordinary vice president. What kind of identity was he? If it weren't for Jian Zhongyou, Jian Zhonghai would never come to this place in his life to see the local calligraphy association...

It was simply a fantasy.

**

The next day.

Early in the morning, Ji Heng sent a New Year's gift to the Ren family.

The Ren family was not an ordinary family, and Ji Heng also put a lot of thought into it. He gave them a painting he embroidered and bought some expensive cigarettes and alcohol.

"My dear relatives," Ren Qian came down to receive the gift in person and asked someone to send it to his study, "Have lunch here at noon. I'll ask someone to prepare it."

Ren Qian looked around and saw that Bai Di hadn't come.

"Thank you, but no, we're going fishing later," Ji Heng didn't want to stay at Ren's house for dinner, but just politely asked, "Are you going?"

Everyone can say polite words. Ren Wanxuan

smiled, "I still have homework to do."

"That's a pity, I still have things to do." Ren Qian's tone was particularly regretful.

He still had to go see Chairman Jian. Even if the Jian family didn't exist, Ren Qian wouldn't go fishing with Ji Heng. With Xu En here, he could accompany them fishing for a while.

He politely sent Ji Heng out.

Now the Jian family is the priority.

After returning home, Ren Qian took Ren Wanxuan, who was "not free", to the mansion to meet Jian Zhonghai.

Jian Zhonghai had been practicing calligraphy early in the morning, and Assistant Jian was sitting with Ren Qian. Jian Zhonghai finally came down after waiting for an hour.

"President Jian," Ren Qian asked after chatting with him casually for a while, "Who are you looking for? I know a lot of people in Xiangcheng and can help you find him."

"To be honest," Jian Zhonghai put down his teacup and looked up, "It's my brother. He had some misunderstandings with our Jian family."

Jian Zhonghai's brother?

Ren Qian had never heard of it.

Beside him, Jian Zhonghai's assistant glanced at Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan and said, "Our great uncle is the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, the director of Jiangjing Cultural Bureau, and he lives in Chang'an District, Jiangjing."

Jiangjing Conservatory of Music? Jiangjing Cultural Bureau?

Ren Qian's heart skipped a beat. How could the Jian family in Beicheng have such a relative?

Thinking of this, he became more respectful to Jian Zhonghai, "I'll let people pay attention."

Assistant Jian took a look at the two of them and knew that Ren Wanxuan and Ren Qian had no idea what it meant to live in Chang'an District.

**

Bai Xi went to the library as usual in the morning.

Jiang Fuli sat next to Bai Xi and wrote his thesis, and everyone was busy with their own things.

Jian Zhe was very tormented sitting here all day yesterday, but he was much better today. Although he was still a little tormented, he no longer wanted to check the time after a while like yesterday.

With Jiang Fuli here, Jian Zhe has to make a great effort to go to the toilet.

Bai Di knew that Jian Zhe was not very stable when reading, so she asked him to come to the library with her. Habits are formed.

Unexpectedly, Jian Zhe was much quieter than Lu Xiaohan in the library?

She supported her chin with her hand and said to Jiang Fuli thoughtfully: "You can stay in the library for a few more days."

Jiang Fuli slowly typed out a line of words, his posture was very casual, and his tone seemed nonchalant: "If you insist on letting me stay for a few more days, that's fine."

Bai Di comforted him, "Yes, yes, I'll treat you to milk tea later, tell me, what do you want to drink."

"The same as you." Jiang Fuli was not very keen on milk tea.

"Okay," Bai Xi closed the pen cap with one hand, and then reached out to lazily tap Jiang He's head, "Bird, what do you want to drink?"

Jiang He: "..."

Jian Zhe, who has fully realized Jiang He's abnormality in the past two days, waited until Bai Xi and Jiang Fu left the downstairs before whispering to Tang Ming gossiping: "Why is Brother Bird called Bird?"

"I don't know," Ning Xiao was very calm, and pointed out the key point: "But it should be Sister Xi who gave it to her."

Otherwise, Jiang Xiaoniao would not be so silent.

**

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Ji Heng called her and asked her to bring Ning Xiao and the others over for dinner.

Ji Heng's voice on the other end of the phone was quite excited, and it seemed that he had caught a lot of fish.

Bai Shi couldn't help but feel happy for him. After hanging up the phone, she looked at Jian Zhe. She remembered that Jian Zhe didn't go home for the New Year. "Are you going to my grandpa's house for dinner tonight? They caught a lot of fish today."

Going to Bai Shi's house for dinner?

Jian Zhe was a little hesitant, "Will it be too much trouble..."

"Ning Xiao and I will go." Tang Ming said to Jian Zhe.

It was not the first time to go to Bai Shi's grandpa's house for dinner. Tang Ming and Ning Xiao were very familiar with Shen Qing and Ji Heng.

Not to mention them, Lu Xiaohan also secretly added Ji Heng on WeChat and acted coquettishly to ask Ji Heng to make clothes for her.

Tang Ming was simply amazed.

"Okay." Jian Zhe nodded. He didn't have many friends, but he came to Xiangcheng and got to know a lot of people through Bai Shi.

And there were the two academic masters in front of him.

When they left the library and went to Qingshui Street in the evening, Jianzhe whispered to Tang Ming what Ji Heng liked and whether he wanted to buy something for him.

"Let's buy some fruit and tobacco," Ning Xiao suggested, "the small shop on Qingshui Street has them."

Several young people got off the bus at Qingshui Street. Three of them wanted to go to No. 112 to buy tobacco and fruit, so Bai Di accompanied them to the canteen.

The things in the canteen were not expensive, and the tobacco was also very ordinary.

Jiang Fuli followed them lazily with a calculator in one hand and one hand in his pocket.

The boss rounded off the money for them and gave Bai Di and Jiang He a lollipop each.

Tang Ming complained to Jian Zhe, "Why don't we have it?"

Jian Zhe: "...Maybe you are not good-looking."

Tang Ming: "What about Teacher Jiang?"

Jian Zhe: "..."

A life-threatening question.

Fortunately, the phone rescued Jian Zhe. Jian Zhe had never been so grateful for his father's call.

"Didn't I tell you that there is a dinner party today," Jian's father said in a low voice on the other end of the phone, "Where are you?"

Jian Zhe walked to the side and whispered, "I'm having dinner at a friend's house, so I won't come."

Besides, there was no point for him to go. It should be a dinner party that Jian Zhonghai held to build momentum for Jian Rong. It didn't matter whether he went or not.

"You..."

On the other end of the phone, Jian's father looked at Jian Rong who was talking to Jian Zhonghai on the sofa, and then looked down at the phone. He didn't understand. Is Jian Zhe so unsophisticated?

"Master Jianzhe has no time? What was he doing?" Assistant Jian glanced at Jian's father in surprise.

Jian's father sneered, "Having dinner with some friends."

Friends?

Those bad friends in Xiangcheng?

Assistant Jian glanced at Jian's father for a while, then understood, and went to report to Jian Zhonghai.

It's not that Assistant Jian looked down on Jian Zhe's friends, but mainly because Jian Rong's friends were all well-known figures in the North City circle, and one of them was even the top scorer in the college entrance examination in North City last year.

The comparison was simply too tragic.

Jian's father was very angry at this look. If Jian Zhe was by his side, he would definitely be beaten up by him again.

"Forget it if you don't have time," Jian Zhonghai said indifferently. He didn't care where Jian Zhe went to eat, as long as Jian Rong was there. Then he said to Jian Rong in an amiable manner, "Are you sure your uncle has included you?"

Jian Zhongyou is a weirdo.

Jian Zhonghai knew his contact information, but Jian Zhongyou didn't include the older generation, so the younger generation in the family and some assistant secretaries would occasionally pass by.

"Yeah," Jian Rong nodded, "I'm asking where the uncle lives."

"Okay, okay." Jian Zhonghai laughed twice and patted Jian Rong's shoulders hard.

**

Jian Zhe hung up the phone.

Tang Mingning and Xiao each carried a bag and gave one to Jian Zhe, "Let's go."

The group walked towards Ji Heng's yard.

Ning Xiao had been here once before, so he knew the way and led the way for Tang Ming and the others.

Bai Xi and Jiang Fuli walked behind, followed by Jiang He. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the three of them very long.

Bai Xi was wearing a lead-white top with crew sleeves and a silver-white pleated skirt today. The hem of her skirt moved slightly as she walked.

She took two steps and then waited where she was. After looking Jiang He up and down, she lazily commented, "Your legs are so short."

Jiang Fuli followed behind Bai Xi at a leisurely pace. His eyes were indifferent. Only when Bai Xi was speaking did he look down at Jiang He. "Ha."

He looked at Jiang He and sneered mercilessly.

Jiang He: "..."

He took big steps in frustration.

Jiang He walked slowly. Ning Xiao and the others had already arrived at Ji Heng's house, but the three of them hadn't even reached the corner yet.

"Does Sister Bai live here?" Jian Zhe looked around and was very curious.

"Yes." Tang Ming was talking to Jian Zhe on the side.

Ning Xiao reached out and knocked on the door of the courtyard. As soon as he raised his hand, the door was opened by Shen Qing. "I heard Tang Ming's voice from a distance. Come in quickly. I made soup for you two today."

Jian Zhe had never seen Shen Qing before, so he followed Ning Xiao in cautiously.

In addition to Shen Qing, there were only two people in the courtyard.

They were Director Chen and Dean Jian.

The two squatted in the middle of the yard to look at the fish. Director Chen looked up and greeted Ning Xiao, then pointed to the biggest fish in the middle and introduced it to Ning Xiao and the other two: "I caught this one."

Dean Jian pointed to the fish next to him and said slowly: "I caught this

one." The outline is in order. Because I have not studied classical literature, I am very slow in writing Jian Zhe. (So I thought about it, and I made a private setting for the things that Jian Zhe will be tested in the postgraduate entrance examination. Don't delve into it.) Thank you for your hard work in refreshing these two days. I will resume normal updates. See you tomorrow, my dears!