Chapter 61 061 Arriving in Jiangjing, who is the dark horse! (Second update)

Ji Mulan subconsciously remembered that Ji Heng also went fishing in the afternoon.

There was a guy with a fish hanging next to him, it seemed...

Ji Heng called him Xiao Chen?

It was too chaotic at the time, Ji Mulan didn't hear it clearly, then she laughed at herself, what was she thinking.

How could she connect Master Chen that Miss Xu and the others mentioned with those people with bad intentions.

She and Xu En knew Xu Yajun.

But Ren Qian and Chen Gang didn't know, they looked at each other and were very shocked, this girl actually knew Master Chen's whereabouts so well?

"Do you want to treat him to a meal?" Xu Yajun looked at Xu En, and after a moment's hesitation, she thought that she would come back after winning the Lanting Award, "I'll ask him for you some other day."

"That would be great!" Xu En's eyes lit up.

It was difficult for him to see Master Chen, but not Xu Yajun.

On the opposite side, Ren Qian and Chen Gang looked at each other. From Xu Yajun's tone, she must be very familiar with Master Chen, and had a new understanding of her identity.

Xu Yajun was not interested in other people, so she finished her meal early and went back to rest.

After she left, Ren Qian toasted Xu En with a glass of wine: "Who was that lady just now..."

"She?" Xu En did not hide it. He had just arrived in Xiangcheng, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to build momentum for himself. "My old classmate's daughter, the student of President Xue of the Chinese Academy of Calligraphy, Miss Xu Yajun. You may not have heard of her in Xiangcheng, but she is very famous in Jiangjingdu. You know about the Lanting Award this time, she is the first prize for sure."

Ren Qian and Chen Gang may not know about the Chinese Academy of Calligraphy and President Xue.

But Ren Qian has heard of the Lanting Award.

Ren Wanxuan wanted to apply for the Lanting Award this year, but was rejected by Qiu Xuezhen, but Miss Xu was actually aiming for the first prize.

The two of them had a plan in their hearts.

**

Ji Heng's side.

Director Chen and Xiao Mao both stayed for dinner.

He cooked himself that night, making fish head with chopped peppers, boiled pickled fish, and made fish balls for fish ball soup.

His cooking skills were not great, but they were very homely.

Director Chen took a photo and posted it on his Moments -

[Thank you Uncle Ji, it’s so delicious [Picture]] Jiang He was slightly visible in the photo. He rarely posts on Moments, and most people liked his posts. Director Chen was about to put away his phone when suddenly a message popped up on his Moments - [Young Master Jiang gave you a thumbs up] Director Chen seemed to see his miserable life for a moment. He looked at the thumbs up with trepidation, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Did he offend him recently? This matter is not over yet. Then Jiang Xijue and Ming Dongheng both liked his post. Chi Yundai's comment: [This is obviously not as good as what I made. Why don't you show what I made? Why so many people like it?] Ming Dongheng replied to Chi Yundai: [(smile)] Chi Yundai replied to Ming Dongheng: [? ? ?] After dinner, Bai Ti went to wash the dishes. Chen Ju and Mao Kun stood up and snatched the bowl from Bai Ti. Ji Heng was leisurely filling himself with tobacco. When he saw Chen Ju stand up, he couldn't help but smile and knocked on his pipe: "You let her wash it. She didn't help me cook just now." At home, Ji Heng cooks and Bai Ti washes the dishes. It's natural. Chen Ju wouldn't dare to do that. Not to mention Chen Ju, Mao Kun was scared. His sister washes the dishes? Will the bowl still be there tomorrow? He reached out and grabbed the bowl from Chen Ju's hand, smiling and saying, "No, I'll do it, I'll do it, I love washing dishes the most!" Mao Kun was very strong, and Chen Ju just couldn't get him, "I'll help you wash the dishes!" Having lost the opportunity to show off, Chen Ju followed Mao Kun closely. Halfway through, he suddenly felt that Mao Kun's yellow hair was very familiar. Jiang He sat aside and watched the two people squeeze into the kitchen in silence. Ji Heng's yard has been very lively recently. He was watching Jiang He solve the Rubik's Cube. Seeing Bai Di coming out lightly, he spoke again: "How can you let the guests wash the dishes?" "I want to wash them." Bai Di sat down lazily. But she saw that Chen Ju and Mao Kun were about to cry. "Did you block your mother today?" Ji Heng thought of this. He asked Jiang He to go further away and then lit a cigarette. Bai Di took out his mobile phone and put on the earphones. "Yeah." Ji Heng sighed. He knew Ji Mulan's problem. He took a puff of cigarette and said for a long time: "Add her back. She is your mother. When I am gone, she will be your only relative..." He didn't want Bai Di to be alone in the future. "Grandpa," Bai Di suddenly stood up and interrupted Ji Heng, "I will go to Jiangjing in two days." Ji Heng was stunned. He raised his head with the cigarette: "...Jiangjing? With your mother?" Bai Di raised his eyebrows. "No," she looked at Ji Heng and replied leisurely, "The teacher asked me to participate in a competition, so I need two days off." "Oh." Ji Heng lowered his head and continued smoking. He didn't say anything to Ji Mulan at this time. ** Qiu Xuezheng asked for leave for Bai Di. There is no airport in Xiangcheng, and she has to take a twelve-hour train to Beicheng. Qiu Xuezheng is not qualified to accompany her. Bai Di and Qiu Boqing are going to Beicheng to meet up with people from the Beicheng Book Association. They were led by Vice President Qian of the Beicheng Book Association. Monday morning. Bai Di was carrying a simple backpack and just arrived at the bus stop. She saw Jiang He lying on the window opposite and waving at her. She walked over in surprise. In the back seat, Jiang Fuli rolled down the car window. He was wearing a rather soft white home suit, which softened his cool air. His wrists were casually placed on his knees, and he was leaning sideways, half leaning against the back of the chair.

He seemed a little busy, talking on the phone with someone. When he heard Jiang He's movement, he looked out the window and waved to Bai Di.

Bai Di got in the car and sat in the back seat with Jiang He.

"Let's go back to Jiangjing too," Jiang He leaned beside her, looking out the window, not very happy: "See a doctor."

He thought he could avoid it in Xiangcheng this year.

Not only did he not avoid it, but he also went a few days in advance.

Bai Di nodded, she rubbed Jiang He's head: "Don't be afraid of seeing a doctor."

Then she took out her mobile phone, found a number and sent a message to report to the person in charge of this matter -

[Vice Chairman Qian, I will go to Jiangjing by myself, and meet you there. ]

Vice Chairman Qian must be very busy and did not reply.

Jiang Fuli's car did not go to Beicheng, but to the neighboring Danping City. Danping City is slightly more developed than Xiangcheng. There are no mountains, only plains, and the road is flat.

The car drove to a huge tarmac.

As soon as she got off the car, Bai Di saw the legendary plane.

There was no security check or ticket gate.

Bai Di had never been on a plane, but the original body in her memory had been on it. This scene was very different from what she saw.

The captain trotted over from a distance in uniform and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, are we leaving now?"

Jiang Fuli took off his headphones, nodded slightly at him, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, "Yes."

Ah.

Bai Di followed them onto the plane, and suddenly realized-

yes, a private plane.

The plane was very big, with an entertainment room. There were four sofas placed around a table in the middle, and a cabbage pillow was placed on the sofa near the window.

Jiang He sat over silently and reached out to pick it up.

Bai Di put down her bag and sat down by the opposite window.

The plane took off and the fuselage was shaking.

This was Bai Di's first time on a plane. It was rare that she didn't have to memorize words. She watched the plane take off quietly. The sudden feeling of overweight made her a little dazed.

The plane flew higher and higher, and she lazily supported her chin with her hand and pursed her lips.

This was very shocking to an ancient person who had never been on a plane.

"It's rare to see you without memorizing words." After Jiang Fuli finished his work, he bent down and gently placed a glass of lemonade in front of her, sat down opposite her, and leaned against the sofa a little lazily.

Bai Xi withdrew her gaze from the window.

She took a sip of lemonade to relieve the discomfort, "I'll recite it later."

"There are still several hours," he handed a blanket to Bai Xi, looked at her quietly with his light eyes, and said softly, "You can sleep for a while."

**

It was already afternoon when they arrived in Jiangjing.

Jiang Fuli asked Bai Xi's hotel and asked someone to drive the car there.

The hotel was booked by the North City Book Association, and it was right next to the Central Book Association. After checking in, Jiang He didn't want to leave, so Jiang Fuli took him away expressionlessly.

There are only so many flights from North City to Jiangjing.

When Vice Chairman Qian arrived in Jiangjing with a group of students, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Vice Chairman Qian was flipping through the roll call book at the airport and calling the roll one by one.

Finally, the black pen was placed on the name "Bai Shi". There were a long list of awards behind the names of other people, but Bai Shi's name was blank. Only

the most basic information was filled in.

Vice President Qian took the pen and the roll call book and called Qiu Xuezheng: "Today is the last flight, she hasn't arrived yet. The earliest flight tomorrow will be in the afternoon, and she will miss the competition."

Bai Shi was the one Qiu Xuezheng cut in line to let Vice President Qian add to the list of recommended personnel this time. Qiu

Xuezheng didn't say much about the others. Even her data was scarce, she had no resume, was still young, and was a girl.

Vice President Qian didn't pay much attention to her.

On the other end of the phone, Qiu Xuezheng was quite surprised, "She should have arrived, right? She sent me a message this afternoon. You can go to the hotel to confirm it later."

"Okay, I'll ask at the hotel." Vice President Qian replied casually.

As long as Bai Shi is safe, it doesn't make much difference to him whether she arrives or not.

After arriving at the hotel, he arranged accommodation for the contestants and confirmed Bai Shi's whereabouts with the hotel staff.

He learned that Bai Shi arrived in the afternoon.

Vice Chairman Qian was a little surprised. Bai Shi only left in the morning. It takes some time to get from Xiangcheng to Beicheng, and it takes another five hours to fly from Beicheng to Jiangjing. She arrived so quickly?

Did she leave yesterday?

However, Vice Chairman Qian did not spend more time on Bai Shi. After sending a message to Qiu Xuezhen, he went back to rest.

There is another tough battle tomorrow.

**

The next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning.

Vice Chairman Qian sent a group message to all contestants, asking them to meet downstairs.

The hotel is close to the Chinese Book Association, and most of the contestants choose to stay here.

When Bai Xi came downstairs, many people had gathered downstairs. She sent a message to Jiang Fuli, then looked up in the crowd and finally saw Vice President Qian on the right side of the hotel gate.

She was wearing a white top and a horse-faced skirt with golden patterns.

Elegant and bold.

Her face was cold and pale, her figure was thin and tall, her black hair was casually tied up, and she lowered her head slightly. Most people who passed by gradually lost their voices and looked at her quietly.

Bai Xi went to sign in with Vice President Qian.

Vice President Qian had a stern expression and was serious. He put a check mark behind Bai Xi's name and reminded her: "Don't run around during the whole process. Wait for me at the door after the exam."

"Okay." Bai Xi nodded slightly.

She looked quite well-behaved.

Vice President Qian's expression eased a little.

"Don't think Vice President Qian treats us like this," a boy in a black sweater whispered to Bai Shi, "He is very fond of Jian Rong."

Bai Shi glanced at him.

The boy scratched his head, his face a little red, "You are the only girl this time, I heard about you yesterday."

As he was speaking,

someone suddenly spoke up from the crowd in North City, "Jian Rong is here!"

"Finally I can see him."

"That's him!"

Not far away, Vice President Qian also looked over there, his stern face immediately relaxed, "Jian Rong, come here quickly."

His voice could be described as gentle.

Bai Xi also looked over there, not far away, two tall boys walked over side by side.

One of them was Qiu Boqing, and he naturally saw Bai Xi standing aside, frowned, and didn't speak to her.

The other person was the Jian Rong they were talking about.

Jian Rong was wearing a black sprint jacket and casual pants. He walked over and greeted the vice president, "Vice President."

"Well, it will start at ten o'clock. Don't be nervous," Vice President Qian looked at Jian Rong gently, "As long as you don't make any mistakes, you have a great chance of winning the second prize this time. Do you understand?"

Jian Rong is the biggest trump card of their Beicheng this time!

This time, the Lanting Award has an age limit, and there is a big watershed between the first prize, the second prize, and the third prize.

The four major cities are fighting for the second prize.

The third prize has the most people, and the gold content is several levels lower than the second prize.

The vice president and the entire Beicheng Calligraphy Association have high hopes for Jian Rong who can win the second prize.

As for the first prize…

the five first prize winners of each session are from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, not to mention that this year, several students of masters were released by the teachers to participate in the competition. The vice presidents never thought that anyone could snatch the first prize from these monsters.

"I will work hard." Jian Rong said seriously.

"Of course, others have to work hard too," Vice President Qian raised his head again, his face was much colder, he glanced at the twenty or so people present, and encouraged lightly: "Qiu Boqing and Xu Hao may get the third prize, as for the others, you just need to work hard to be nominated, the requirements for you are not high!"

A group of more than twenty people set off for the Chinese Calligraphy Association next door.

Most people surrounded Jian Rong to chat and add WeChat, Bai Mi and the boy just now fell behind, no one noticed.

"Ah, Jian Rong actually won the second prize? Then he will definitely be admitted to the Chinese Book Association this time. I just hope I can be nominated this time," the boy next to Bai Xi lowered his voice and whispered to her, "What about you, are you sure you can get the nomination?"

The outcome is uncertain, everyone is a dark horse, good morning.

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