While waiting to take a shower, Qian Cheng called his father: "Hello?"
"What's the matter? Are you short of money? Or are you homesick?"
"No, no. Dad, you're a shareholder of Jigong, right? How do you select students for Jigong's scholarships?"
"Ah? Why are you asking that? How would I know? I'm only responsible for paying."
Qian Cheng scratched his face and laughed, "No, it's just that I have a classmate whose situation is a bit special. She's an orphan, and her adoptive father doesn't care about her. She doesn't even have money for food. I was wondering if you could sponsor her to go to school in the name of the group?"
"What's her name? I'll arrange it tomorrow." Father Qian frowned. "What about you? Do you have enough money? Are you used to living in Ji Palace?"
"Her name is Ai Yu, Ai as in mugwort, uh... with Chun as in spring next to Wang. I'll send it to you later."
"Qian Cheng, don't you want to take a shower?" Qin Lan walked out of the bathroom.
"Oh, okay." Qian Cheng replied loudly, turned around and said goodbye to the bracelet, "Okay, Dad, I'm going to take a shower. Don't worry, I'm doing fine in Jigong."
"OK."
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"Ai Yu, do you want to take a shower?" Zhao Liuer asked while drying her hair after coming out of the shower.
Ai Yu was reading a book. He nodded when he heard this, realizing that he had sweated a lot today and should take a shower.
"Speaking of which, Ai Yu, what books do you read?" Zhao Liuer walked to Ai Yu and looked down at the table.
Ai Yu pursed her lips. "A Global History, Five Thousand Years of Chinese History, Water Margin, Journey to the West, Dream of the Red Chamber..."
Zhao Liu'er was immediately confused after hearing this. Why were they only reading these things? But then it occurred to her, "Ai Yu, can you summon anyone? I remember you summoned the Five Tiger Generals last time. Can you only summon historical figures, or can you also summon characters from literary works?"
"I haven't tried it." Ai Yu looked at the page and thought for a moment, "Next time I want to summon Wu Anjun."
"Wu'an Jun? Who is he?" Zhao Liu'er didn't know much about history. If she had to say something, she knew the most about Zhao Yun.
"Bai Qi, whose birth date is unknown and who died in 257 BC, was also known as Gongsun Qi and was a native of Mei. He was a famous general during the Warring States Period in China, an outstanding military strategist, and a representative figure of the 'military strategist'. Bai Qi was well versed in the art of war..."
Zhao Liuer interrupted Ai Yu in time: "Okay, okay, go take a shower." She was really afraid that Ai Yu would recite all of Bai Qi's heroic deeds later.
It was during Chinese class that she discovered Ai Yu's memory was like a computer. She could recite a page from Yi Ye Shu with just a glance, but Ai Yu had character flaws. Thinking of this, Zhao Liu'er felt more balanced.
"good."
After drying her hair with a hairdryer, Zhao Liuer sat down at the table, sighed deeply, put on her bracelet, took out her stylus, and began to review her homework. Then she realized her mother had called her, so she called back, "Hello, Mom, what's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you're getting used to school, how your classmates are doing, and if your living expenses are enough."
"Jigong is pretty good, the students are nice too, and the living expenses are enough, so you don't have to worry." Zhao Liu'er chuckled, twirling the stylus with her fingers. "Let me tell you, the students in Class 10 are very interesting. My roommates are also very nice, but physical education class is very tiring. It starts with a ten-kilometer run, and I'm exhausted after the whole class."
"That's good. If you're tired, I won't disturb your rest."
"Yeah, bye."
Ai Yu walked in with wet hair, wearing only a shirt. She searched the house but couldn't find what she wanted.
"Are you looking for a hair dryer? It's on the balcony." Zhao Liuer pulled Ai Yu to the balcony, then took out the hair dryer and blew Ai Yu's hair. "Ai Yu, how old are you?"
Ai Yu stood there blankly, letting Zhao Liuer blow dry her hair. She thought for a moment and said, "About sixteen."
"I'm sixteen too. So what month were you born?"
Ai Yu bit her lip: "I don't know."
Zhao Liuer realized she had said the wrong thing and apologized, "It's okay, I don't remember it." Ai Yu's hair was very long and usually hung down her back. Zhao Liuer spent a while to blow her hair dry. "Ai Yu, don't you feel hot in the summer with your hair down?"
Ai Yu shook her head: "No."
While Ai Yu was reading, Zhao Liuer suddenly became interested and put Ai Yu's hair behind the back of the chair: "Ai Yu, can I play with your hair?"
"Um."
There was a sudden knock on the door. Zhao Liu'er was slightly puzzled. She thought it was Zhong Qiyue coming back, but then she remembered that Zhong Qiyue had a door card. She opened the door and looked: "It's you?"
Ling Xiaoan nodded slightly, her hands in her pockets, her expression arrogant: "Yes, it's me. What, do you have any objections?" Her eyes passed Zhao Liu'er and looked at Ai Yu. Ai Yu's hair was braided into a pigtail by Zhao Liu'er and hung down behind her. She raised an eyebrow at the scene and said, "Did you braid it?"
Zhao Liu'er tried hard to ignore Ling Xiao'an's arrogant tone. After hearing the last sentence, she felt embarrassed: "Yes, it's me. Come to think of it, I don't even know your name, classmate."
"Oh, my name is Ling Xiaoan, remember." A white cat came over from next door, spotted the right spot, and jumped onto Ling Xiaoan's shoulder.
Zhao Liu'er looked at the kitten with sparkling eyes. "Is this your kitten? So cute." She had been curious before. How could such a cool-looking man have a kitten? "Huh? No... Isn't it forbidden to keep pets in Ji Palace?"
Ling Xiaoan raised his head, hummed softly, and ran his fingers through his red hair: "Olai is not a pet, he is my summon."
Zhao Liuer blinked. Summoning... means...
"Can Ole really fight?" Zhao Liuer doubted it.
Ling Xiaoan snorted again: "Of course, who are you looking down on?"
"Okay... you are here to look for Ai Yu, right? Come in." Zhao Liuer made way and tactfully returned to her seat and sat down.
Ling Xiaoan walked in, leaving the door ajar, dragged Zhong Qiyue's chair over, and sat next to Ai Yu: "Ai Yu, my sister said she saw you. Is that true? When?"
"Sister?" Ai Yu looked at Ling Xiaoan, frowned slightly, and shook her head.
"You should have received a black card, right? It was given to you by my sister." Ling Xiaoan glanced at Zhao Liu'er out of the corner of his eye. "It has my sister's name engraved on it. My sister is a businesswoman, and she likes you very much. Do you want to come to my sister's store during your holidays? If so, we can go together."
Ai Yu remembered and took out the black card from her bag: "This?"
"Yes, this one."
Ai Yu shook her head: "No, I want to read."
Ling Xiaoan: ...
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