Chapter 200 201 Rising to the sky, gift
Bai Yu's demeanor almost made Sister Xin think they were of the same age.
At this time, when she heard Bai Yu talking about the college entrance examination, she vaguely realized that Bai Yu was only in the third year of high school and still needed to take the college entrance examination.
After listening, Sister Xin only said seriously: "You will definitely ride the wind and waves and rise to the sky."
She hung up the phone and stood there in a daze.
Next to her, Yan Yu, who was flipping through the script, raised her head, "What's wrong?" Yan
Yu was going to a new crew for a costume drama. After trying on the makeup, she dyed her haze blue hair back to black for the convenience of wearing a wig.
"Miss Bai said that she sent the new song to Dean Jian," Wang Xin came back to her senses, she put down her phone and looked at Yan Lu, "Also, she is going to prepare for the college entrance examination in seclusion. It is said on the Internet that Ning Xiao has a good chance of being among the top ten in the country. Yan Lu, do you remember that Ning Xiao often asked Miss Bai questions."
Yan Lu pressed the script with his hand, "Yes."
"That means Miss Bai may have better grades than him..." Wang Xin turned her eyes to the window.
After being together for so long, Sister Xin knew the attitude of Ning Xiao and his group towards Bai Lu.
Like her and Yan Lu, it was a respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Just for Ning Xiao alone, netizens opened many posts to discuss hot topics. If Bai Lu was added later, Xiangcheng might have two students who were among the top ten in the national exam.
It would not be surprising if there were ten such students in Jiangjing, but now it is Xiangcheng.
The rarity is like finding two gold ingots in the desert.
Wang Xin felt that this year's college entrance examination would definitely be much more lively than in previous years.
"You Xiangcheng is really going to get lively, and there are so many geniuses," Wang Xin sighed from the bottom of her heart, and then remembered something: "Do you know that strawberry ice cream?"
Yan Yu frowned, she knew that this was the person who set the pace.
"She has been very popular these days. After quitting being a fan, she became a big fan of Miss Bai," Wang Xin was also surprised, "She set up a fan club for Miss Bai, but she is still your black fan."
Yan Yu: "..."
This is normal. Yan Yu has no representative works. Compared with professional singers, her singing skills are average.
The song became popular thanks to Bai Xi and Dean Jian.
**
The next day.
After school in the afternoon, Bai Xi and Wen Qi and their group arrived at Zhang's house and saw Zhang's father, who they hadn't seen for a long time, moving flower pots.
Seeing this group of students, Zhang's father put down the flower pots and said, "I have nothing to do in the next two months. During the rest time, you should prepare well for the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, I will treat you to a big meal!"
As he said that, he took out a bunch of fruits for the group of students to eat.
During the time he was away, it was also thanks to these students, otherwise he really didn't feel at ease with Zhang's mother being alone at home.
"Okay, uncle." Wenqi took the watermelon and moved next to Bai Xi, curiously looking at Zhang's father who was carrying a bonsai as tall as a person, "The good man's father is really amazing, carrying such a heavy flower pot with one hand."
He was very amazed.
Others nodded one after another. Bai Xi looked at the cocoon in Zhang's father's hand, took a bite of the watermelon and said nothing.
When Zhang's father came back, the students in Class 15 would not have to go to Zhang's house to punch in every day.
Bai Xi and Lu Xiaohan went back to the milk tea shop to do their homework.
Some people have a lot of money and expanded the milk tea shop. At this time, many students practiced questions in the milk tea shop.
Jian Zhe sat next to Bai Xi and listened to Bai Xi revising his article.
"Knowing the name and imitating it... The description here is vague and empty," she outlined the article written by Jian Zhe, and the tip of the pen touched the sentence he wrote: "Confucianism on the outside and law on the inside, Taoism is not empty, he maintains a balance, Confucianism
in the open and Taoism in the dark." In just a few months, Jian Zhe's impetuousness disappeared. Now he can not only read a boring biography all night, but also discuss it with Bai Xi.
The two were talking.
At the table next to them, Tang Ming, who studied science, finally couldn't help but whispered to Lu Xiaohan, "Brother Jian, are you going to take the civil service exam in the future?"
There have always been many people in the Book Association who go into politics.
Although Tang Ming studied science, he was not bad in liberal arts, and he knew something about what the two discussed every day.
"Don't you think Sister Xi is more powerful?" Lu Xiaohan hit the nail on the head.
"That's right." Tang Ming remembered that the teacher of the liberal arts class would stroll in front of Class 15 when he had nothing to do, and was caught by the dean of studies several times.
After Bai Di discussed with Jian Zhe, Jian Zhe remembered something and reported to her: "The June calligraphy association evaluation will be held in Beicheng, around the 10th."
Qiu Xuezheng was already preparing materials, but Bai Di's college entrance examination was approaching, so he did not disturb Bai Di.
Bai Di estimated the time, and it was just after the college entrance examination, so she had time.
Dean Jian's message just happened to come over: [[Recording.mp3]]
Dean Jian: [Retreat? ]
He was brief and to the point, probably because he heard from Sister Xin that she would no longer consider new songs before the college entrance examination.
Bai Di wrote a line of words, then took out her headphones and connected them to Bluetooth to listen to Dean Jian's arrangement.
Her song this time was different from the previous ones, a song with a more Chinese style -
"Han Shi Xu".
Dean Jian started with a solo on the pipa, with the sparse curtain half rolled up, which was simple, steady and full of exotic feelings. In the first second, Bai Shi saw the scene of yellow sand and dry bones.
She listened for a while before she remembered to reply to Dean Jian.
Bai Li: [1]
On the other end of the phone.
Dean Jian looked at this "1" and felt the same helplessness as Jiang Fuli for the first time.
Dean Jian sent the message directly to Jian Zhe, asking him about Bai Shi. Jian Zhe told him honestly that Bai Shi was studying and everything else would have to wait until after the college entrance examination.
As for after the college entrance examination...
Bai Shi will go to North City first.
Dean Jian: [...]
Dean Jian: [...What day are you going to North City? 】
Jian Zhe: [Book Association Assessment, we should leave on the 9th]
Dean Jian: [Got it]
Jian Zhe looked at Dean Jian's reply and scratched his head. What did he mean by going to North City too?
**
Three days later.
In the afternoon, Jiangjing.
The postman parked his bike at the entrance of Changping Street. He stepped on the ground, looked up at the ancient and solemn buildings on both sides, and then lowered his head to confirm the address on the broken box in his hand.
No. 29 Changping Street.
He rode the bike hesitantly to the main road, and finally stopped in front of the Guangliang Gate. There was a pair of two-meter-high stone lions in front of the gate, which looked majestic without anger. There were
two security guards standing at the door.
The postman had just stopped the car tremblingly, and one of the security guards walked over from a distance, "Hello, is there a courier from our Third Young Master?"
The guy handed the broken courier box in the back to the security guard.
The security guard took it hesitantly, looked down at the address column on it, and the other party's handwriting was neat and beautiful. His eyes fell on the name of the recipient -
Xu Nanjing.
It is indeed from the Third Young Master.
Moving his eyes forward, the sender's name is two characters -
Bai Jue.
Bai?
The security guard couldn't think of any family with the surname Bai that was on good terms with the Xu family.
He went back with the tattered paper box and happened to run into Xu Jueming who came out of the house. He quickly took off his hat: "Second Old Master."
Xu Jueming was wearing a long gown, nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on the box in his hand.
The security guard hurriedly explained, "This is the express from the Third Young Master, I'm just about to send it to him."
From Xu Nanjing?
Xu Jueming stretched out his hand, and the security guard handed the express over.
Xu Jueming looked down at the sender and his eyes fell on the place where it was sent.
Seeing that it was sent from Xiangcheng, Xu Jueming threw the box back without even looking at it again.
The security guard breathed a sigh of relief. He knew about the open and secret struggles of the Xu family and could not afford to offend any of them. If Xu Jueming insisted on seeing Xu Nanjing's express delivery, he would have no choice.
In front, Xu Jueming walked up the steps and talked to the people around him, "Isn't it on the black market?" "
The CIA has investigated. Before the invitation letter was sent out, it was divided up by those in the international circle," the man explained in a low voice, "The leaked invitation letter was bought as soon as it arrived on the black market, but you don't have to worry. I heard that there is no news from the third young master..."
**
Jiang Jing Sijing Club.
The club has a high threshold. It was Qi Shuyun's first time to come to such a place. She followed Liu Shuhe into the private room. The private room was very spacious, and men and women sat together.
Some were playing cards, and some were chatting.
But most people were looking absentmindedly at a sofa at the back.
There sat a young man, who had taken off his coat and was only wearing a light blue sweater. He leaned against the sofa, holding a torn-looking paper box casually in his fingers.
"Mr. Xiao." In front, Liu Shuhe greeted Xiao Bingwen and introduced Qi Shuyun beside him, "This is the daughter of one of my former teachers."
Xiao Bingwen was in charge of the game. He was holding a pair of small scissors in his hand, and walked with a breeze.
He paused for a moment when Liu Shuhe was talking to him, and nodded to Liu Shuhe, "Xu Feng, take Miss Liu and the others to have fun."
Then he immediately walked over to Xu Nanjing.
Xu Feng stood up from the pile of cards, holding a cigarette in his mouth, to greet Liu Shuhe and the others.
Seeing Qi Shuyun looking towards the corner, Xu Feng smiled, "Young ladies, the ancestor has been in a bad mood recently, don't provoke him."
His words made Qi Shuyun tuck her coat and look away.
She wondered in her heart, who is this person.
In the corner.
Xu Nanjing lowered his head and slowly observed the paper box that had just been sent by the Xu family, and was a little silent.
"She hasn't seen her teacher for several days." Xiao Bingwen looked at the paper box in Xu Nanjing's hand.
"Forget it, change a birthday gift for the old man," Xu Nanjing sighed. The auction will be held in two days, and it is too late to find time now.
Xiao Bingwen casually handed the scissors to Xu Nanjing, "What's this?"
He stared at the tattered express in Xu Nanjing's hand, and felt very uncomfortable with the paper box wrapped in a piece of tape in his hand.
"This is a specialty that sister A-mei gave me. It's so light. Is there really something inside?" Xu Nanjing looked at the paper box wrapped in two layers and took the scissors he handed over.
Xu Nanjing was different from Jiang Fuli. It was not so easy for him to change the route, so he flew away from Beicheng.
Mr. Xu was in a hurry, and he was in a hurry to catch the plane, so he didn't have time to say goodbye to Bai-mei and Jiang Fuli. He only said a word to the two on WeChat.
"Did she write this?" Xiao Bingwen looked down at the neat handwriting and smiled, "I've never thought your name was so neat."
He thought it was something important, but it turned out to be a courier from Bai Mi.
Xiao Bingwen retracted his gaze and poured himself a glass of wine.
He was not very curious anymore.
Xu Nanjing slowly cut a seam along the edge.