Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

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

There is a fish hanging beside me, it seems...

Ji Heng called him Xiao Chen?

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

How can we connect the Mr. Chen that Ms. Xu and the others are talking about with those people who are smoky.

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 the whereabouts of Master Chen like the palm of the hand?

"You want to invite him to dinner?" Xu Yajun looked at Xu En, pondered for a while, thinking that she would come back after winning the Lanting Award, "I'll ask him for you another day."

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

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

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

Xu Yajun was not interested in other people, so she went back to rest after eating early.

After she went out, Ren Qian offered a glass of wine to Xu En: "The lady just now was..."

"Her?" Xu En didn't hide it. When he first came to Xiangcheng, he also wanted to use the opportunity to build momentum for himself, "My old classmate's daughter, Miss Xu Yajun, a student of Chairman Xue of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, you may not have heard of her in Xiangcheng, she is well-known in Jiangjing. You know this Lanting Award, she is definitely the first prize."

The Chinese Book Association, Chairman Xue, Ren Qian and Chen Gang may not be clear.

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 Xuezheng, but that Miss Xu actually went for the first prize.

The two had a calculation in their hearts.

**
Ji Heng is here.

Both Chen Ju and Xiao Mao stayed for dinner.

In the evening, he cooks by himself, making fish head with chopped peppers, cooking fish with pickled vegetables, and pinching fish balls to make fish ball soup.

The craftsmanship is not good, but it is very homely.

Bureau Chen took photos and sent them to Moments——

[Thank you, Uncle Ji, it is very delicious [picture]]

Jiang He showed a little bit in the picture.

He rarely posts on Moments, and most people like him.

Just as Chen Ju was about to put away his phone, a message popped up in Moments——

【Jiang Shao gave you a thumbs up】

For a moment, Chen Ju seemed to see his bleak life. He looked at this Zan with trepidation, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Did he offend him recently?

It's not over yet.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xijue and Ming Dongheng gave him thumbs up.

Chi Yundai commented: [This is obviously not as good as what I did, why don't you post what I did, and so many people like it? 】

Ming Dongheng replied to Chi Yundai: [(smiling)]

Chi Yundai replied to Ming Dongheng: [? ? ? 】

After eating, Bai Po went to wash the dishes, Chen Ju and Mao Kun both stood up abruptly and snatched the bowl from Bai Po's hands.

Ji Heng was filling himself with tobacco leisurely. When he saw Chen Ju standing up, he couldn't help but smiled, and knocked on the cigarette pouch: "You asked her to wash it, because she didn't help me cook just now."

At home, Ji Heng cooks and Bai Po washes the dishes, it's only right and proper.

How dare Bureau Chen.

Don't talk about Bureau Chen, Mao Kun's heart is trembling, his sister does the dishes?
Is the bowl still available tomorrow?

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the bowl from Chen Ju's hand again, and said with a smile, "No, I'll do it, I'll do it, I like washing dishes the most!"

Mao Kun was very strong, Chen Ju insisted not to grab him, "I'll clean the dishes for you!"

Having lost the opportunity to show off, Chen Ju followed Mao Kun stubbornly. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly felt that Mao Kun's yellow hair was very familiar.

Jiang He sat on the side, watching the two squeeze into the kitchen very speechlessly.

Ji Heng's courtyard has been very lively recently. He is watching Jiang He solve the Rubik's Cube.

Seeing Bai Po come out lightly, he said again: "How can you let the guests wash the dishes?"

"I want to wash." Bai Po sat down lazily.

But she saw Chen Ju and Mao Kun were about to cry.

"You blacklisted your mother today?" Ji Heng remembered this, he asked Jiang He to go a little further, and then lit a cigarette.

Bai Po took out his mobile phone and plugged in his earphones, "Yeah."

Ji Heng sighed. He knew Ji Mulan's problem, so he took a drag on his cigarette for a long while: "Come back, she is your mother. I won't be here in the future, and she is your only relative..."

He didn't want the future Bai Ke to be unaccompanied.

"Grandpa," Bai Po suddenly got up, and she interrupted Ji Heng, "I'm going to Jiangjing in two days."

Ji Heng was taken aback for a moment, he raised his head with the cigarette stick: "...Jiang Jing? With your mother?"

Bai Po raised his eyebrows.

"No," she looked at Ji Heng, and then replied leisurely, "The teacher asked me to participate in a competition, please take two days off."

"Oh." Ji Heng bowed his head and continued to smoke.

Now he didn't say anything about Ji Mulan.

**
Qiu Xuezheng asked Bai Po for leave.

There is no airport in Xiangcheng, and she has to take a [-]-hour train to Beicheng. Qiu Xuezheng is not eligible to accompany her, so Bai Po and Qiu Boqing are going to Beicheng to meet with people from the Beicheng Calligraphy Association.

They were led by Vice President Qian of the North City Calligraphy Association.

Monday morning.

Holding a simple backpack, Bai Po just arrived at the bus stop.

On the opposite side, Jiang He, lying on the car window, waved at her.

She walked over in surprise.

In the back seat, Jiang Fuli lowered the car window. He was wearing soft white home clothes.

He seemed a little busy, he was calling someone, and when he heard Jiang He's movement, he looked out the window and beckoned to Bai Po.

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

"Let's go back to Jiangjing too," Jiang He leaned against her, looking out the window, unhappy: "See a doctor."

He thought he could escape in Xiangcheng this year.

Not only did he not escape, but he was also a few days earlier.

Bai Po nodded, and she rubbed Jiang He's head: "Don't shy away from illness and medicine."

Then he took out his mobile phone, found a number, sent a message, and reported to the person in charge of this matter——

[Vice President Qian, I will go to Jiangjing by myself, and I will meet you again when I arrive in Jiangjing. 】

Vice President Qian was probably very busy, so he didn't reply.

Jiang Fuli's car did not go to Beicheng, but went to Danping City next door. Danping City is a little more developed than Xiangcheng City. There are no mountains, it is all plains, and the road is flat.

The car drove to a large tarmac.

As soon as he got off the car, Bai Po saw the legendary plane.

I didn't see the security check and ticket gate.

Bai Po has never been on a plane, but the original body in her memory has been on a plane. This scene is very different from what she saw.

The captain trotted over from afar in uniform, and said respectfully, "Young Master Jiang, are you leaving now?"

Jiang Fuli took off his earphones, nodded slightly at him, his eyebrows were serious, "Yes."

what.

Bai Po followed them on the plane, and suddenly realized——

Well, private jets.

The plane is very big, and there is an entertainment room, with four sofas around the table in the middle, and a Chinese cabbage pillow on the sofa near the window.

Jiang He sat down silently and reached out to hug her.

Bai Po put down his bag and sat down by the opposite window.

The plane took off and the fuselage was shaking.

This is Bai Po's first time on a plane, and it's rare that she doesn't memorize words. She has been quietly watching the plane take off into the sky, and the momentary feeling of overweight makes her feel a little dazed.

As the plane flew higher and higher, she rested her chin lazily on her hands, pursing her lips slightly.

This is very impactful to an ancient man who has never taken an airplane.

"It's rare to see that you haven't recited words." After Jiang Fuli finished his work, he bent down and gently put a glass of lemonade in front of her, and sat opposite her, leaning against the sofa a little lazily.

Bai Po looked back out of the window.

Picked up the lemonade and took a sip slowly to relieve the discomfort, "I will recite it later."

"There are still several hours." He took a blanket to Bai Po, looked at her quietly with light-colored eyes, and said softly, "You can sleep for a while."

**
It was afternoon when we arrived in Jiangjing.

Jiang Fuli said hello to Bai Po's hotel, and asked someone to drive there.

The hotel was signed by the Beicheng Booklet Agreement, and it was just next door to the Chinese Calligraphy Association. After the room was opened, Jiang He didn't want to leave, so Jiang Fuli took it away expressionlessly.

There are only so many planes from Beicheng to Jiangjing.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Vice President Qian arrived in Jiangjing with a group of students.

Vice President Qian flipped through the roll call list at the airport and called everyone one by one.

In the end, the black pen was placed on the name "Bai Po", and there were a lot of awards behind the names of the others, but Bai Po was left blank.

Only fill in the most basic information.

Vice President Qian took a pen and counted the roster, and called Qiu Xuezheng: "Today is the last flight, she hasn't arrived yet, and the earliest flight tomorrow will be in the afternoon, so I will miss the game."

It was Qiu Xuezheng who jumped in the line and asked Vice President Qian to join the recommendation staff this time.

Qiu Xuezheng didn't say much about the others, even the information was scarce, he had no resume, he was still young, and he 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 in the afternoon, and you will go to the hotel to confirm later."

"Okay, I'll go to the hotel and ask." Deputy Qian responded casually.

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

After arriving at the hotel, he arranged the accommodation of the contestants, and confirmed the whereabouts of Bai Po with the hotel staff.

I learned that Bai Ke would arrive in the afternoon.

Vice President Qian was a little surprised. Bai Po only set off in the morning. It took a while from Xiangcheng to Beicheng, and it took five hours to fly from Beicheng to Jiangjing. She arrived so quickly?
Did you leave yesterday?

However, Vice President Qian didn't spend too much time on Bai Po. After sending Qiu Xuezheng a message, he went back to rest.

There is another tough battle tomorrow.

**
The next day.

Eight in the morning.

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

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

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

She is wearing a white blouse today, with a horse-faced skirt embroidered with gold patterns underneath.

Elegant and flamboyant.

Her face was cold and pale, her figure was thin and tall, her black hair was pulled up casually, and her head was slightly lowered. Most of the people passing by gradually lost their voices and looked at her quietly.

Bai Po went to Vice President Qian to sign in.

Vice-Chairman Qian looked stern and unsmiling, and put a tick behind Bai Jian's name, telling him: "Don't run around during the whole process, and wait for me at the door after the exam."

"Okay." Bai Ke nodded slightly.

It looks pretty cute.

Vice President Qian's face softened slightly.

"Don't look at Vice President Qian treating us like this," a boy in a black sweater beside him said to Bai Po in a low voice, "He is very kind to Jian Rong."

Bai Ke glanced at him.

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

He was talking.

Someone in the crowd in Beicheng suddenly said, "Jian Rong is here!"

"Finally got to see him."

"It's him!"

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

The sound can be called soft.

Bai Po also looked over, and not far away were two tall boys walking side by side.

One was Qiu Boqing, who naturally saw Bai Po standing aside, frowned, and didn't speak to her.

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

Jian Rong was wearing a black jacket and slacks. He came over and greeted the vice president, "Vice president."

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

Jian Rong is their biggest trump card in Beicheng this time!

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

The four major cities are all fighting for the second prize.

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

The vice president and the entire North City Calligraphy Association have great expectations for Jian Rong who can win the second prize.

As for the first prize...

The five first prizes in each session are all from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, not to mention that several masters' students were released by the teachers to compete this year. The vice president and the others never thought that anyone could snatch the first prize from this group of monsters.

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

"Of course, everyone else should work hard." Deputy Qian raised his head again, his face much colder. He glanced at the twenty or so people present, and lightly encouraged: "Qiu Boqing and Xu Hao may win the third prize. As for the others, you just need to work hard to be nominated, and the requirements are not high for you!"

A group of more than [-] people set off to the Chinese Calligraphy Association next door.

Most of the people were chatting and adding WeChat around Jian Rong, while Bai Po and the boy just fell behind, and no one noticed.

"Ah, Jian Rong actually won the second prize? Then he will definitely be able to enter the Chinese Calligraphy Association this time. I only hope that I can be nominated this time," the boy next to Bai Po lowered his voice and whispered to her, "And you, are you sure you can win the nomination?"

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

Come here first, ask for a ticket to accumulate energy~