Chapter 154 Chapter 155 Dean Jian’s Next Head (Second Update)

Because Wutong Street has become popular, many tourists come to visit the Calligraphy Association and the Martial Arts School during the day. The Calligraphy Association gives free calligraphy to tourists, so Qiu Xuezhen did not go back even during the Chinese New Year.

The Calligraphy Association has been closed at 10 o'clock in the evening for the past month.

Jian Zhe: [Teacher Qiu went home today, and there is no one in the Calligraphy Association. I will be back soon.]

Jian Zhe lives in the Calligraphy Association and he has the key.

A little worried that Bai Xi would wait alone for too long, Jian Zhe whispered to Jian Rong: "Can you take me back to the Calligraphy Association?"

The mansion is in a special location. There is no bus nearby, and taxis cannot drive in.

Jian Zhe asked Jian Rong.

He has a good relationship with Jian Rong, because Jian Zhe came to Xiangcheng on behalf of Jian Rong, and Jian Rong is quite grateful to Jian Zhe.

"Of course." The Ren family specially provided a car for the Jian family, and Jian Rong went to find Assistant Jian to get the key.

Usually, the Calligraphy Association is not closed, because Wutong Street is popular, and many tourists will come to visit the Calligraphy Association and the martial arts hall during the day. The Calligraphy Association will give calligraphy to tourists for free.

Therefore, Qiu Xuezhen did not go back even during the New Year.

Jian Zhe lives in the Calligraphy Association and has the key.

He was afraid that Bai Xi would wait for a long time, so he whispered to Jian Rong: "Can you take me back to the Calligraphy Association?"

Assistant Jian heard it, and his voice was a little loud: "Master Jian Zhe, you said your friend is waiting for you? Let Master Jian Rong take you to find your friend?"

"What?" Jian's father quickly lowered his voice, he looked at Jian Zhe, "Didn't I tell you not to go back at night, and study with Jian Rong tomorrow?"

Everyone knew that Jian Zhonghai found a teacher for Jian Rong to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

"I'm learning with the others," Jian Zhe frowned, "Sister Bai is still waiting for me."

What's the use of picking up things for nothing? When Jian's father heard about the friends he made, blood rushed to his head, "You..."

The voices were loud here, and Jian Zhonghai could also hear them. He put down the teacup and looked at Assistant Jian: "Master Jian Rong still has to read, you send him to the main road outside."

You can take a taxi on the main road.

Ren Qian sat next to Jian Zhonghai, lowered his head to drink tea, and did not interfere in their family affairs.

Assistant Jian replied respectfully: "Yes."

He took the car key to send Jian Zhe.

Jian Rong looked at Jian Zhe apologetically. If he insisted, he could also send Jian Zhe, but Jian Rong did not want to make Jian Zhonghai unhappy.

Assistant Jian sent Jian Zhe to the main road, "Master Jian Zhe, be careful on your way."

After sending him off, Assistant Jian went upstairs to find Jian Zhonghai.

"This Jian Zhe is getting more and more unruly," Jian Zhonghai put down his pen, his expression cold, "Didn't his father say that he would also take the postgraduate entrance examination? Why haven't I seen him reading books? What is he going to do now?"

"I heard that he was giving keys to his friend." Assistant Jian shook his head.

"Tell Jian Rong to have less contact with him." Jian Zhonghai blew gently on the wet ink.

He hangs out with some dubious friends all day.

**

Here.

Jian Zhe flew to the door of the book club very quickly.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw Jiang Fuli standing out from the crowd of chickens on the other side of the brightly lit street.

It was almost nine o'clock, and there were quite a few tourists. Jianzhe squeezed into the crowd and talked to Bai Xi, "Are you going to the Book Association now? But why are you still here so late?"

"Oh, it's not me," Bai Xi tilted her head slightly, and said casually, "He wants to stay here."

She raised her chin towards the front.

Jianzhe then saw that in front of Bai Xi were Lu Xiaohan and an old man -

the old man turned around and nodded slightly to Jianzhe, "Excuse me."

Very polite.

"Ah... no," Jianzhe thought it was only Bai Xi, he didn't expect to see Jian Zhongyou again, he stuttered, "No, no, don't bother me."

A puppet show was over.

The crowd gathered in twos and threes, Jianzhe took the key to the Book Association and walked in front, his footsteps felt like he was stepping on pieces of cotton, and he was not very strong.

When the door of the Calligraphy Association was opened, Jian Zhe was still in a trance.

Dean Jian was going to live here?

As soon as the door of the Calligraphy Association was opened, Bai Wei went to turn on the light in the yard. Dean Jian stood on the stairs and looked at the small table in the yard with an inkstone on the table.

After so many years, when he went to the Calligraphy Association again, these pens and ink were no longer his nightmare.

"You live next door to Jian Zhe," Bai Wei asked Qiu Xuezhen. She opened the door of the room next to Jian Zhe, and disposable utensils were placed inside. "This is used to receive guests. If you need anything, just find Jian Zhe."

After that, Bai Wei reminded Jian Zhe again, "Take good care of Dean Jian."

"I know." Jian Zhe nodded solemnly.

Dean Jian went in to check the room. Outside, Lu Xiaohan said to Bai Shi: "Sister Shi, do you want to record a video?"

"What video?" Bai Shi sat lazily on a small table, and her slender fingers set the inkstone.

"Just this." Lu Xiaohan took out his mobile phone and played a video of a girl playing the guzheng for her. The song

she played was "Gambling".

Lu Xiaohan pointed at the girl in the video and said to Bai Shi: "She is very popular recently. I heard that she will play "Another Autumn" soon. The comments have asked Dean Jian to accept her as an apprentice. Why don't we catch up with the trend and show off our skills?"

Bai Shi looked down and saw that it was a girl named -

Bai Shaoqi?

What unlucky son of a mistress.

"Oh, no." Bai Zhu leaned back, put his arms around his chest, and raised his eyebrows.

Lu Xiaohan: "..."

Why did she hear a hint of rebellion?

After Bai Zhu and Jiang Fuli left, Dean Jian took out his phone, opened WeChat, and casually asked Jian Zhe: "Add WeChat?"

Jian Zhe mechanically took out his phone and scanned Dean Jian's WeChat.

Add friend.

All in one go.

**

Dean Jian's video went viral on the Internet.

Xiangcheng tourism is a hot spot recently.

Videos involving Xiangcheng can easily become popular if they are voted as popular, not to mention that the erhu player is an expert like Dean Jian. Xiangcheng, the erhu version of "Sexylove"...

a strong sense of contrast.

This is the era of information technology. In one afternoon and one night, the most popular video exceeded 10 million views, more than 3 million likes, and hundreds of thousands of comments——

[The sense of pressure from the erhu! ]

[This is a real rhythm master (covering face)]

[It has to be the master! ]

[Only professionals know how awesome the master is (crying)]

[Family, I need to go to Xiangcheng]

[Sure enough, masters come from the people]

[……]

In the originally good comment area, a comment suddenly appeared——

[Masters come from the people? You can go to @簡仲友 to have a look]

[??? ]

[Oh my god? ]

[It's actually true? ??? ? ? 】

With such a wide number of views, some people have recognized Jian Zhongyou.

For a time, the popularity of the entire video reached its climax.

Early in the morning of the seventh day of the first lunar month.

In Gongguan, Jian Rong saw this video through the local big data push. He took his mobile phone and excitedly went to find Jian Zhonghai, "Grandpa, my great uncle is really in Xiangcheng!"

Jian Zhonghai took the phone and asked excitedly: "Where is this?" "

Xiangcheng Tourist Area." Jian Rong replied.

"Okay, okay," Jian Zhonghai hurried out, "We will go to that area to look for him today."

As long as Jian Zhongyou is still in Xiangcheng, everything will be fine.

Jian Rong followed Jian Zhonghai with his mobile phone, and suddenly remembered something, turned on his mobile phone, and sent a message to someone——

[Confirmed, my great uncle is in Xiangcheng]

**

North City.

Bai's family.

Bai Shaoqi was reading the comments and pushing them on her social media account. From the first video of "White Clothes" played on Jiangjing Music to the current "Gambling", each one was very popular.

She knew that Jian Zhongyou also had an account on this software, so she was working hard to manage it. She

is good-looking, has a good family background, and is a top student at Beicheng No. 1 Middle School. In the eyes of netizens, she plays the guzheng to perfection, and even interned at Jiangjing Conservatory of Music...

All kinds of resumes have amazed netizens.

She is willing to spend money to build an account, and her popularity on the guzheng online is second only to Jian Zhongyou.

Most of the comments are @Jian Zhongyou, asking him to take a look at Bai Shaoqi and regard her as the next successor to the guzheng.

Next to him, Bai Qiming was talking to Bai Shaoke, and suddenly stood up: "Are you serious? Dean Jian is in Xiangcheng?"

Although Bai Shaoke is only a freshman, he has always worked hard to develop his network in Jiangjing.

He left for Jiangjing on the fourth day of the New Year.

Bai Shaoqi heard the three words "Dean Jian" and sat up straight.

"Okay, Dad knows," Bai Qiming hung up the phone, and asked someone to transfer a sum of money to Bai Shaoke, and then said to Bai Shaoqi, "The Jian family said that Dean Jian is in Xiangcheng..."

When he said the word "Xiangcheng", Bai Qiming frowned subconsciously.

Bai Qi is in Xiangcheng.

He shook his head and put Bai Shen behind him, "Pack your things now, I'll arrange a driver to take you to Xiangcheng, and I'll go and tell the school."

Bai Shaoqi hasn't seen Dean Jian for a long time. Last time, Dean Jian specially greeted her. She thought Dean Jian would contact her later, but she didn't expect that she never got the chance. When she

heard the news at this time,

she couldn't help but get excited.

The third year of high school will start school on the eighth day of the first lunar month, but for Bai Shaoqi, Dean Jian is the top priority now. Bai Qiming directly asked Bai Shaoqi for a week off.

**

Eighth day of the first lunar month, afternoon.

The Ren family's extended commercial vehicle stopped at the intersection of Xiangshan Road, and Jian Zhonghai, Jian Rong, and Assistant Jian came out.

Jian Zhonghai didn't wait for Dean Jian here yesterday, so he was going to take another look today.

As soon as Assistant Jian got out of the car, he saw Jian Zhe across the street, "Master Jian Zhe?"

Jian's father had just gotten out of the passenger seat. When he heard the voice, he hurriedly looked across -

Jian Zhe was standing with two girls and a yellow-haired guy.

One of the girls was tall, with a hairpin half tied behind her head. She was holding a mobile phone in her hand and seemed to be playing some games. The other girl was holding a camera in her hand and talking to the yellow-haired guy.

The yellow-haired guy looked like a gangster.

Jian's father's face darkened instantly.

Jian Zhonghai glanced over casually and then retracted his gaze. Assistant Jian looked at Jian's father calmly.

"Grandpa, I'll go ask if Jian Zhe can come." Jian Rong whispered, and ran to find Jian Zhe.

Jian Zhonghai gave his assistant a look, and Assistant Jian immediately followed.

When he ran to Jianzhe's side, Jian Rong found that one of them was Bai Di. They had met in Jiangjing. "It's you."

Jian Rong's eyes lit up.

Mao Kun was holding a cigarette, squinting and looking at Jian Rong, but he didn't say anything.

Bai Di raised his eyes slightly and greeted him politely: "Hello."

Then he continued to lower his head and casually wrote words, polite and distant, without saying much.

Assistant Jian just followed Jian Rong respectfully, glancing at this group of people lightly, his eyes fixed on Mao Kun's yellow hair for a long time, seeing him looking at Jian Rong in a frivolous way, he couldn't help frowning, Master Jianzhe's friend was too ignorant of etiquette.

"They start school tomorrow," Jianzhe walked to Jian Rong's side and put his hand on his shoulder, "We are going to eat hot pot, do you want to go."

When Assistant Jian heard Jianzhe's words, he retracted his gaze and focused on Jian Rong's answer.

"No," Jian Rong hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "I have to go pick up Sister Shaoqi later, do you want to come with us?"

"Sister Shaoqi?" Jian Zhe didn't know her.

"It's Shao Ke, the sister of the top scholar in North City." The Jian family looked down on the Bai family's copper smell. They had no contact before, but Jian Rong and Bai Shao Ke were good friends in junior high school. "Bai Shao Qi, very famous, and very popular on the Internet recently. Don't you know?"

"Bai Shao Qi?" Lu Xiaohan put the camera into her schoolbag and was a little surprised. "The one on the Internet?"

As a celebrity on the Internet, Lu Xiaohan had a good impression of Bai Shao Qi, mainly because Bai Shao Qi played the guzheng well and had played Bai Yi Xing.

Bai Shi finally raised her head, licked her lips, and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Seeing Bai Shi like this, Mao Kun beside her immediately lowered his head to smoke without saying a word.

The group of people reacted indifferently, and Assistant Jian beside them finally couldn't help but explain, "Miss Bai is not 'the one on the Internet', she has been to Jiangjing Conservatory of Music for rehearsal, our great uncle... is Dean Jian of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, do you know Dean Jian? He thinks highly of Miss Bai, and Miss Bai is very capable, and it is very likely that she will become the next head of Dean Jian."

Assistant Jian has great respect for Bai Shaoqi, who may become the last disciple of the great uncle.

After finishing speaking, Assistant Jian sighed again, why explain so much to them. They don't even know the importance of this next head.

See you tomorrow, my dears .