Chapter 18 018 Make friends, poverty alleviation study group

"Hello, I am Ren Wanxuan's grandfather."

Ren Qian spoke first. He stood not far away, squinting slightly and looking at Bai Xi. The aura of a superior was very oppressive.

"Bai Xi." Bai Xi nodded at him, and it was impossible to tell the emotion in her words.

Ren Qian looked at her quietly. She was wearing the same school uniform jacket as other students, and the hairpin on her head was handmade.

From head to toe.

Even her shoes were ordinary.

Everywhere echoed the shabby and poor Qingshui Street.

But she was standing in the dark, with a long staircase behind her and a street lamp that was not even that bright. The glance she gave him quietly was like a mandala growing on a cliff in the dark.

"Wanxuan was spoiled by us. I'm sorry for what happened during the day," Ren Qian came back to his senses, and he was full of apology, "She didn't expect that you also had an invitation letter from Baihu Auction House. I have a banquet tonight, and I hope you can forgive my granddaughter."

"No need," Bai Su smiled, and she looked lazy under the light, with a sense of carelessness, "I accidentally helped someone with the invitation letter, and he gave it to me. It was sold in the afternoon."

This made sense, Qingshui Street was close to the two borders.

It's not surprising to meet some people.

The secretary-general thought about it, so he specifically mentioned Wanhelou, "Student Bai, our husband has ordered a meal at Wanhelou..."

Wanhelou, the most famous member-based restaurant in Xiangcheng, any dish costs more than four figures, and reservations are required.

Ordinary people can't even get through the door.

"Something happened," Bai Di interrupted him, "I'll go first."

The secretary general stood there blankly, just watching Bai Di leave.

"Sir, does she not read the news?" The secretary general tilted his head to look at Ren Qian, unable to help wondering.

As long as he took another look at the news, he should know who Ren Qian is, right?

"This girl has an unusual aura," Ren Qian thought, and then instructed, "Pick a gift for the Ji family tomorrow."

Does this mean he wants to make friends?

The secretary general was surprised, but he also knew his limits with the Ji family. Although Bai Di's invitation was obtained by accident, what if she still has a relationship with that person in the future?

Ren Qian returned to the car.

The girl sitting in the back seat still looked down at her phone, without looking up.

He said helplessly, "Xuanxuan, this classmate Bai Xi is different from what I imagined. She has a sense of integrity. You should go down and apologize to her."

"I didn't know she had that either. Are you speaking for her?" Ren Wanxuan finally raised her head.

She pursed her lips and looked at Ren Qian, then suddenly opened the car door and got out.

"Bang--"

The car door was slammed shut.

"Sir?" The secretary-general in the driver's seat looked at the back seat with a questioning look.

Ren Qian was silent for a while, "Send someone to follow her."

Ren Wanxuan was smart since she was a child. She skipped two grades when she was in school. Whether in the class or in the Ren family, she was the youngest and the most beloved. She had never suffered any grievances. Today was the first time she was taught a lesson by Ren Qian.

**

Training class.

After Bai Xi left, the head teacher remembered the two answers and handed them to Chen.

Chen Zhe was studying today's exercises carefully. After the head teacher put the paper down, he took a casual look at it, thinking it was another exercise, but he saw the answer printed on it.

He squinted slightly. Today's exercises did not have a magnetic field. He took the paper and looked at it for a while. He was a little stunned and took out the exercise book from his schoolbag.

He had already copied the answer to the last physics problem and put it in the physics problem book.

Sure enough.

It was another solution to the last exercise!

Everyone else in the training class had left, only Ning Xiao and Chen Zhe were still sitting in their seats.

Chen Zhe reluctantly put away the other answer, then got up and went to find the head teacher of Class 8.

The head teacher of Class 8 saw him like this, put down the thermos cup, and was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"This answer," Chen Zhe unfolded the paper in his hand to show the head teacher of Class 8, "Where did you come from?"

The head teacher of Class 8 looked at Chen Zhe and did not answer first.

He only asked: "What do you think of the new classmate?"

If Chen Zhe had said something in time about what happened to classmate Ren Wanxuan today, it might not have caused such a big fuss.

The only one in the school who can compete with Ren Wanxuan is Chen Zhe.

Speaking of Bai Xi, Chen Zhe paused slightly. He remembered the reason why Bai Xi came to this training class and the "85" score. It was because of these understandings that he did not speak up to stop it at noon today.

Obviously, his understanding was still one-sided.

"I don't understand, so I won't comment." He said.

"I'm going to set up a study mutual aid group tomorrow. Will you lead the new students?" the head teacher of Class 8 asked.

Chen Zhe paused for a moment, without giving it much thought, "I should be in the same group with Ren Wanxuan."

He and Ren Wanxuan have known each other since childhood, and have been in the same group since childhood. Moreover, Ren Wanxuan is very smart, so it's worry-free to be in the same group with her.

Now she has a conflict with Bai Shi.

Chen Zhe's meaning is very obvious, that is, he refuses.

"I have shown this solution to the problem to my teacher," the head teacher of Class 8 nodded, without saying much, "It looks very much like the answer from Jiang Jing's preparatory camp. If there are similar answers in the future, I will consult her opinion depending on the situation and try my best to give it to you."

Chen Zhe was stunned, but finally nodded and said goodbye to the head teacher politely.

**

Ming Dongheng still stayed with Jiang He in the milk tea shop.

Every day he would wait for Bai Di to finish school before leaving.

Today was no exception.

But when he said goodbye to Bai Di, Bai Di looked at him a little longer.

Don't mention it, Ming Dongheng is tall and strong, and when he looks at people, his eyes are sharp but his expression is quite dull.

He doesn't look very smart, and he really looks like a paramecium.

This sense of substitution is inexplicable.

Ming Dongheng scratched his head after he left the room, not understanding what Bai Di meant by the look she gave him.

Bai Di sat down next to Jiang He, took out the physics exercises that were distributed tonight and began to slowly look through them. The notebook Jiang Fuli gave her was quite useful, at least studying today was not that difficult.

That's how physics is, once you know the formulas and theorems, a static graph can automatically play in your mind.

When Jiang Fuli came, Bai Di was memorizing English words.

"Are we still learning about electromagnetism today?" Jiang Fuli scanned the exercises she had placed on the table.

Today's questions were normal, but not to the point.

Bai Di nodded, and she turned off the English vocabulary software.

"Well," Jiang Fuli put his coat aside, reached out to take the exercise book, and knew the answer at a glance, so he was too lazy to turn it over: "I'll write a new question for you." "

Okay." Bai Wei responded.

Jiang Fuli stretched out his hand and wrote down a string of beautiful numbers.

His cold white fingers drew an electric field diagram that looked like it was printed out.

As soon as he got serious, the alienated feeling on his body faded a lot. He wore a white shirt with all the buttons on his collar fastened tightly.

It was cold and peaceful.

Bai Wei looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said something surprising: "Teacher Jiang, do you think I look like a paramecium?"

Jiang Fuli: "..."

He put down his pen, and suddenly felt like sighing.

He reached out and handed the written question to Bai Wei, and explained to her the electromagnetic questions assigned for today.

The people outside had already prepared dinner for him and Jiang He.

While picking up the chopsticks, he glanced at Bai Ti.

All the chairs in this corner of the milk tea shop were replaced with black sofas.

She was completely immersed in black, her school uniform jacket was open, revealing the white T-shirt underneath. She tilted her face slightly, leaning lazily on the sofa, her face was white and fair.

It doesn't look like a paramecium, Jiang Fuli lowered his head and thought slowly.

It looks like a cat.

**

When Bai Ti returned, Mao Kun was waiting for her at the street corner.

She handed the invitation letter in her hand to Mao Kun.

"Who was that just now?" It was Ji Shaorong who picked her up today. He didn't wait at the entrance of the alley, but walked a little outside.

He happened to see Mao Kun.

"Well," Bai Xi put on her backpack without blinking, "the relative of the canteen manager. I have something and he came to deliver it."

Ji Shaorong grew up here when he was a child, so he naturally knew the canteen manager.

But recently he heard news about Qingshui Street at Ren's house, "This manager is said to be a bit dangerous and not simple, you should be careful."

Bai Xi was stunned, "Is that so?"

But she thought the manager was a good person.

Ji Shaorong turned on the flashlight, and the two of them were speechless.

"I'm sorry, Wanxuan has caused you so much trouble." After a long while, Ji Shaorong spoke.

"It's okay," Bai Xi said lazily, reciting the words, "I'm more tolerant of people from Xiangcheng."

Ji Shaorong didn't quite understand what Bai Xi meant, but he spoke again: "I thought you would become friends."

Bai Xi was surprised: "That's unlikely."

"I know," Ji Shaorong patted Bai Xi's shoulder, and he no longer mentioned Ren Wanxuan, "Your grandpa has been in a much better mental state recently, thank you."

The two walked a few steps and saw Ji Heng waiting at the gate of the yard.

Seeing Ji Heng, Bai Xi's eyes lit up, "Grandpa."

Ji Heng looked into her eyes: "..."

Bai Xi blinked, "Grandpa, do you still remember the principle of the constancy of the speed of light?"

Ji Heng suddenly wondered why he had to come out to wait for them.

He turned back to the yard and continued to do carpentry.

"Then I'll explain it to you again tomorrow morning." Bai Xi said self-consciously.

Ji Heng: "No matter how fast I move, the speed of light is always 300,000 kilometers for me. Even if I reach the speed of light and move forward at 300,000 kilometers, the speed of light relative to me is still 300,000 kilometers."

Ji Shaorong, who was listening, said: "..."

Is his father going to apply for the Senior University?

Bai Xi was a little dissatisfied. She put down her schoolbag and followed Ji Heng to the courtyard. "Grandpa, what you said was so vague. Let me explain it to you again @%*(^..."

After finally hearing the answer she wanted from Ji Heng's mouth, Bai Xi returned to her room with satisfaction and continued to practice questions.

Ji Shaorong looked at this scene in surprise.

Ji Heng finished making the small stool in his hand, then picked up the cigarette bag at hand and lit it: " "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Don't worry about Wanxuan and A's affairs. It's too late, so you can stay here."

After saying that, he took the small stool and went into his room.

Ji Shaorong knew what Ji Heng meant and didn't force it.

The next morning, when Ji Shaorong got up, he saw Bai's sitting beside Ji Heng's bed, waiting for him to get up.

He: "..."

So why make a small stool?

Aren't you afraid that someone will get up earlier and earlier?

**

Today is Friday.

The last class in the afternoon is Chinese. Lu Lingxi stood on the podium and said, "There will be a monthly exam next weekend, so cheer up. Everyone knows that the school anniversary is coming soon. The sponsors of Xiangcheng Middle School will come to watch. The school stipulates that each class must have at least one program. The entertainment committee should go back and plan what program our class should have."

As Friday approaches, everyone is very excited.

"Okay, Mrs. Lu!" Zhang Shize and a group of boys agreed, slapping their hands on the table.

Bai Mi had to go to training class after school.

The head teacher of Class 8 put away the exercises from last night and played today's video.

After the video was over, the head teacher of Class 8 did not hand out exercises. He stood in front and said with a smile: "In order to promote learning, I decided to set up a mutual help group, three to four people in a group, everyone can form groups freely."

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the training class looked at Chen Zhe, Ren Wanxuan, and Ning Xiao.

"Brother Zhe, shall we be in the same group?" Ren Wanxuan looked at Chen Zhe beside her.

Chen Zhe nodded, "Of course."

He only recognized the strength of Ren Wanxuan and Ning Xiao in the whole school, and he didn't care much about others.

Isn't the combination of these two a strong combination?

In an instant, everyone in the training class rushed to Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhe.

Not to mention the grades.

Just based on the family background, they must strive to be in the group of these two.

"I'll be in the same group with brother," Ren Wanxuan saw out of the corner of her eye that there was no one at Bai Xi's place, and then she looked at the people surrounding her and Chen Zhe, and tilted her head: "Why don't you draw lots, we won't pick, we just choose by luck."

Shi Yutong was still not there, and there were still two places in Ren Wanxuan's group.

The two people who were chosen soon cried out in surprise.

Seeing no hope, the others also went to look for other teammates.

Even the taciturn Ning Xiao was disturbed from time to time, but he never responded.

There was only one person who no one cared about, and that was Bai Shi. Bai Shi was pretty, but...

Ren Wanxuan talked about her grades on the first day, 85 in comprehensive science, and no one knew what she was doing here, so naturally no one wanted to team up with her. They formed a study group to improve their grades.

In the end, there were only four people left in the class.

"Then Ning Xiao, Bai Shi, Tang Ming, Zhu Jiaren, the four of you will automatically form a group." The head teacher of Class 8 made the final decision.

Only then did he start to distribute today's homework.

Zhu Jiaren looked distressed.

After the mutual aid groups were divided, everyone quickly adjusted the seats of the mutual aid groups, and basically everyone in the same group sat together.

Bai Xi and Ning Xiao were originally sitting next to each other, so Tang Ming and Zhu Jiaren sat next to them.

Tang Ming secretly took out his mobile phone and successfully added Bai Xi's WeChat. "Bai Xi, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me."

Zhu Jiaren lay on the table, looking at Ning Xiao who was writing his homework without saying a word. He was wearing a school uniform and only looked up at Zhu Jiaren and Tang Ming at the beginning, with his dark eyes showing through his long hair. He

looked so gloomy when he looked at people, and Zhu Jiaren couldn't help but shudder.

Looking at Bai Shi again, she was leaning on the table casually, her chin resting lazily on her palm, a strand of long hair falling from the side to her fair wrist.

Then she casually put the exercises aside.

What mutual aid? This is to help Bai Shi with poverty, Zhu Jiaren said dejectedly.

Even if she can't be in Chen and Ren Wanxuan's group, she can be assigned to other groups in Class 8.

Why is it this mutual aid group that looks hopeless?

Tang Ming looked at Zhu Jiaren, who had participated in the competition with him, "Zhu Jiaren, if you have any problems in the future, let's discuss them with each other. Come and add Bai Shi Ning and Xiao on WeChat?"

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