Chapter 268 269 Bai Li, Lance's arrival! (Update 2)
The campus network speed is average, but Ding Wenyang refreshed it quickly.
[Account name: Ning Xiao
Monthly points: 0
Total points: 2717458
Followers: 2
Number of fans: 3]
Total points: 2717458
Nearly three million, how arrogant, Ding Wenyang thought.
The pre-set ring rang, and Ding Wenyang came back to his senses. He exclaimed "Ah" and poked Tang Ming.
"This is the academic god, it's okay." Tang Ming shrugged. Last night, Jiang Fuli said that he was too backward.
Ding Wenyang: "..."
Are these people really from Xiangcheng?
He moved his eyes to Bai Li next to him, who was still holding the original text in his hand.
This morning was a full day of mechanics. The professor had come in with a USB flash drive. In the past, Ding Wenyang was one of the students who listened to the lectures attentively, but today he was a little dazed.
His phone was still on the page of Ning Xiao in the app.
Ning Xiao was aloof and rarely paid attention to others except for Bai Mi. Ding Wenyang came to his senses and suddenly remembered something. He clicked on his follow list and saw only two people he was following -
[L
Bai Pick].
It was normal. No one on the app didn't follow the arrogant No. 1, but this Pick God who suddenly appeared this year...
There were news about him on the app every day. Even Ding Wenyang had discussed it with others, guessing which laboratory this person had just joined.
But now, Ding Wenyang opened his WeChat, found Bai Mi's name and clicked it, and saw her WeChat name -
Bai Pick.
When he first added Bai Di on WeChat, he thought Bai Di was also a fan of the other party, but now it seems that Ning Xiao has close to three million points.
Of the three of them, it goes without saying who is the center. Bai Di will never be lower than Ning Xiao. Calculating the time, the time when Ji Shen suddenly appeared was about the same time as the new students joined the app.
Ding Wenyang tried to calm himself.
But he was not too calm.
When he ate lunch at noon using Bai Di's meal card, Ding Wenyang couldn't help looking at Bai Di and Ning Xiao, especially Bai Di.
"Brother, are you secretly in love with them? Why do you keep watching?" Tang Ming sat next to Ding Wenyang, crossed his legs, and reminded him: "It's okay for you to have a crush on Ning Xiao, but Sister Xi, you must not have any ideas about her."
Ding Wenyang: "... What are you thinking about?" "
Oh, just reminding you," Tang Ming shrugged, "There are too many people confessing to Sister Xi on the confession wall every day."
**
Even after the National Day, the popularity of Bai Xi in the school has not decreased.
The bgm posted online by the students of the School of Physics has been replayed by major netizens. The style is the same as that of Yan Yu's special arrangement master Jian, but the name is just a simple "Jian". It
has also become a little popular in the past two days and has become the bgm exclusively used in major video clips.
Someone has already uploaded it to all the major music apps.
Bai Xi returned to the dormitory at night. The other three people in the dormitory had already washed up, and Xu Qian was sitting in her seat reading a book.
Yu Simin was on the balcony making a phone call with someone from the association. She was in the External Relations Department of the Student Union and had also joined the College Student Entrepreneurship Association. She is still participating in club activities and is as busy as Bai Xi.
Only Kong Wei, among the few people in the dormitory, looked a little like an ordinary college student.
As soon as Bai Xi came back, she put down the tablet in her hand, put down her legs, stood up and walked to Bai Xi, "Classmate Xi."
"You say." Bai Xi put the book on the table, opened the closet to get a towel and clothes to take a shower.
"Do you want to create a Weibo account? Or a video account," Kong Wei asked her, "A lot of people are looking for you online. You know you're as popular as a second-tier star now."
"No," Bai Di walked to the bathroom and explained to Kong Wei gently, "I don't have time."
"Okay," Kong Wei felt it was a pity. Anyone else would have signed a contract with a live broadcast company by now. She followed Bai Di to the bathroom, "And the background music you sent to Senior Sister Ye, many people on the Internet said it was very similar to the style of Yan Yu's song."
"Yes," Bai Shi stopped at the door of the bathroom, leaning lazily against the door frame. After she finished speaking, he slowly raised the towel in his hand, raising his delicate eyebrows: "I want to take a shower, do you want to come in with me?"
Kong Wei blushed a little, and she took a step back.
Bai Shi closed the door and took a shower.
Behind her, Bai Shi's mobile phone on the table rang. It was a WeChat voice message. Kong Wei took a look and saw that it was a WeChat call from Lance.
The avatar in the middle was a foreigner.
Foreigners like to use their own photos as avatars.
Bai Shi came out of the shower. She was wearing pajamas and wiping her hair with a towel in one hand.
Kong Wei sat back in his chair and reminded her, "Just now, Lance sent you a WeChat voice message."
Bai Shi lowered her head, picked up the phone, walked to the balcony and called Lance back.
On the other side of the phone, Lance was still wearing the dark blue robe that Ji Heng had made for him. He nodded to the receptionist, then took out his phone and spoke in Chinese as poorly as ever: "Hi, Bai, I'm here. I'm going to look for Ni."
Lance has a summit in the middle of the month.
"I'm at school," Bai Zhu half leaned against the balcony, slowly wiping her hair, "Are you looking for my grandpa?"
"In a minute."
Bai Zhu hung up the phone and sent the address of Shanhai Apartment to Lance.
After thinking about it, he sent another WeChat message to Ji Heng, telling him that Lance would be there in the evening.
**
Friday.
Cemetery in Jiangjing private residential area.
It had just rained, and it was almost autumn. The sky was as if it had been washed.
This is a joint burial tomb.
The woman bent down and put down the chrysanthemum in her hand. She wiped the photo of the woman on the tombstone with the handkerchief in her hand, and then talked a little more before going down the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, Jiang Fuli was wearing a black windbreaker with one hand in the pocket. The windbreaker made him look extremely slender. His eyebrows and eyes were like the sky washed by water, cold and calm. He
didn't look gentle, but his aura was strong.
Ming Dongheng was holding a long-handled black umbrella and standing one meter away.
"I heard about it from Yanyan," Gao Shu said in a cheongsam. She was the vice president of the National Theatre of China and held a high position. She went abroad with the theatre some time ago for foreign exchanges and just returned to China. She had an elegant temperament. "I didn't bring any gifts back. I bought her a hairpin, but I don't know if she likes it."
She was not tall and had a gentle temperament.
I have seen the photos sent by Gao Yan.
Jiang Fuli walked down the stairs with her. Hearing this, he said in a cold and desolate voice, "Change your gift."
He did not explain why.
Gao Shu was slightly startled. She tilted her head to look at Jiang Fuli, and smiled after a while, "Okay, then I'll discuss it with Yanyan. However, when do you plan to take me to see her?"
"She's busy." Jiang Fuli stood straight and her face was as beautiful as jade.
He always spoke briefly and to the point, the same to everyone.
The two of them walked through several small roads and arrived at the Jiang family's old house.
The Jiang family was too big, and Gao Shu did not know which way to go, so she went out with Jiang Fuli.
Outside the door, two cars were parked.
Jiang Fuli's black car was also parked quietly, with the letters starting with Jiang AG6.
Gao Shu's car had a license plate of Jiang AG9.
Ming Dongheng took the car key and opened the back door. A man and a woman got out of Gao Yan's car. The girl was beautiful and politely greeted Gao Shu, "Aunt Gao."
"Shuhe," Gao Shu smiled at her, "You and Xiaojiu wait, I'll be there soon."
Jiang Fuli didn't greet anyone else, just nodded slightly to Gao Shu, then bent down and got into the car. The hem of his black windbreaker was covered with a layer of frost.
Gao Shu was not surprised, because she was his aunt, and he was already polite to her.
The black car drove away, and the man in the driver's seat of the car next to it rolled down the window, "Mom."
"What did you say to Shuhe?" Gao Shu sat in the back, watching Li Jiu driving in the front, "Is your teacher free today? Mom will treat him to dinner."
Gao Shu did not go into the scientific research world like the Gao family. Her son Li Jiu was also in the drama theater and was also learning the guzheng.
Liu Shuhe sat in the passenger seat and explained to Gao Shu, "Auntie, my teacher was not free today. It seems that he went to... drink fish soup."
"Drink fish soup?" Gao Shu did not quite understand for a moment.
What delicious private restaurant in Jiangjing has come out this year? Is it as famous as the desserts in Qingxinlou?
The car drove outside.
Soon, they saw the car waiting for the red light. The Gao family was in Xingjiang District. Gao Shu glanced at the car next to Jiang. It was going to Jiangjing Avenue. Going to Chang'an District?
**
Mu Family Branch, Ji Shaojun planned to go to Shanhai Apartment after work.
Shen Qing went there in the morning.
Mu Yiqing and Dong Xiaobai happened to come here to check the business. When they saw Ji Shaojun, they stopped and chatted for a few words: "We are going to invest 80 million in Mr. Xu's private equity. Shaojun, you go and communicate with him."
After the last National Day, the Mu family and the Xu family have cooperated one after another.
Xu En has a good vision. Not only can he find fundraisers for his private equity, but he can also find people for follow-up investment. He has the support of the Federation of Industry and Commerce and the Chen family.
"Okay." Ji Shaojun held the briefcase and looked down at the time.
Mu Yiqing looked at his anxious movements and was moved: "Going to Shanhai?"
"Yes," Ji Shaojun nodded and talked to Mu Yiqing, "My dad and Mr. Jian went fishing, and they have fresh fish soup and fish head hot pot. Do you want to go with them?"
Mr. Jian?
This is another new person.
Mu Yiqing felt a little regretful and shook her head, "I want to go to the State Guest House. Say hello to my uncle for me."
Several researchers from MTR came, and she and the housekeeper went to make an appointment for them first.
Dong Xiaobai didn't like fish head hot pot very much either, "Yiqing and I will go to the State Guest House together."
Ji Shaojun nodded, and Xiaojie was still the one who sent Ji Shaojun away.
There was a lot of traffic in Jiangjing at this time. Xiao Jie was patient and explained the reason to Ji Shaojun in the car, "The old man is not in good health. The young lady wanted to take advantage of this medical summit to contact foreign doctors. MTR has many special medicines, so she didn't go with them."
However, there must be many families who invited people like MTR to this summit, and Mu Yiqing may not be able to make an appointment.
"He is in poor health?" Ji Shaojun was silent for a while. He remembered that the old man was a few years younger than Ji Heng.
Xiao Jie shook his head. How could his health be good if he had been depressed for many years?
Passing by a small supermarket, Ji Shaojun asked Xiao Jie to stop the car and bought a bottle of soy sauce.
Arriving at Shanhai Apartment, Ji Shaojun thought of Mu Xianguang and Ji Heng, and was a little silent. Xiaojie followed him. The door of 103 was closed.
Xiaojie reached out and pressed the doorbell.
The door was soon opened. It was an old man with blue eyes and wearing a shirt covered with sunflowers. His eyes fell on Ji Shaojun and lit up: "Why are you back? Where's the soy sauce?"
After not seeing for a long time, how come Mr. Lance's Chinese has deteriorated.
I have a bad stomach and eat so light every day. It's so painful. I really... want to eat junk food! ! ! Good night, my dears.