The voice of Bai Zian speaking.

  Can't understand Go, Jiang He, who was sitting drowsily in the chair, became energetic. He jumped down and was about to open the door.

Bureau Chen was one step faster than him. He came out with chopsticks, walked to the courtyard door, opened the door and said, "Miss Bai."

 After he finished speaking, he saw the big silver box in Bai Zian's hand.

Bureau Chen reached out and took it.

Bai Qian waved her hand, but didn't give it to him, then tilted her head and said, "We're here."

It was only then that Bureau Chen saw that there was an old man beside Bai Qian. The Chen family did not engage in art. Mr. Chen had chopped down thieves before, and Chen Beixuan was the one who sniped at him. Bureau Chen was also from the army...

Jiang Jing is so old, he didn't recognize Dean Jian, he only thought he looked familiar.

Chen Bureau, the president of Jiangjing University or Jiangjing National Defense, would definitely know him.

 Dean Jian had not met Director Chen either, so Bai Qian put the box aside and introduced Dean Jian to his family.

Dean Jian stood beside her and quietly picked up the box with one hand.

　　　 Didn’t carry it.

　　　…”

He looked at the box in confusion and remained silent for a long time, then came to his senses and introduced himself to Ji Heng and others: "I am friends with Bai Qian, and we came to Xiangcheng for tourism."

He has been working hard with his mother since he was a child. What hardships have he never experienced? He doesn't have the airs of a dean at all here.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up. She admired her art teacher very much, "Quick, please sit down."

 It was Jiang Fuli. When he heard that his surname was Jian, he took another look at him.

This glance was chilling.

Jian Zhongyou was very puzzled at the dinner table, thinking that he didn't offend this young man, right?

　　Why does he look so fierce? Even Jian Zhongyou is a little unable to resist.

Of course, he didn't know that the page Bai Zian had taken a screenshot of had the words "Dean Jian" in it.

 Jiang Fuli guessed the identity of Dean Jian in just a few words.

Everyone was talkative at the dinner table. Only Bai Zian, Jiang Fuli and Jiang He didn't talk much. They also ate in a polite manner, obviously having received special etiquette.

 When someone asks questions, Bai Qian always swallows his food before speaking.

“We are going fishing tomorrow.” Ji Heng knew that this was Bai Qian’s friend and was very polite to Dean Jian. “Do you have any activities tomorrow? You can fish with us and take a look at the Xiangcheng River. It is very spectacular.”

He knew that Bai Qian was pressed for time. The senior year of high school was a busy time and he spent a little time doing homework every day.

 Dean Jian thanked him, "Thank you."

Before coming to Xiangcheng, he also looked up the history of Xiangcheng and was very interested in Xiangcheng. He came to see Bai Qian and wanted to come here to have a good look at the history.

 In the evening, Dean Jian temporarily stayed at Ji Heng's place.

   **

 Xiangcheng Railway Station.

 At half past seven, the train arrived, but there was no one Jian Zhonghai wanted to pick up.

 “Where is the person that the old president wants to pick up?” Ren Wanxuan has always wanted to see who Jian Zhonghai wants to pick up.

 But did not wait.

Ren Qian was also confused.

Jian Zhonghai was also very shocked. He took his mobile phone and made a call.

Two minutes later, he frowned and said to Jian's father: "The people are here, but they don't want to see us, so they avoid the train and go back to the mansion first to discuss it later."

Jian Zhongyou rarely goes out of Jiangjing. When he is in Jiangjing, it is extremely difficult for Jian's family to see him.

 Now that he is out of Jiangjing, it is the only opportunity to persuade Jian Zhongyou.

The group went back to the mansion, but Jian Zhe wanted to go back to the calligraphy association.

Ren Qian and Jian Zhonghai were both there. Hearing his son's useless words, Jian's father cursed in a low voice: "Jian Rong is following your grandpa faithfully. You have this opportunity. Why don't you behave well and go back to the local calligraphy association? "

Of course, it’s calligraphy practice. Jiang Fuli asked him to write one hundred characters every day, but he didn’t finish it today because he went out.

“Dad, are you and grandpa going to visit the Calligraphy Association?” Jian Zhe promoted the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association to Jian Zhonghai, “It’s really good, and the children there are also cute…”

Jian’s father’s forehead was throbbing with veins.

　　I wish I could cover my son’s mouth in public.

Jian Zhonghai glanced at Jian Zhe and said, "I will go take a look when I have time."

Jian Zhonghai is a serious old president, with an administrative level, not an ordinary vice-chairman. What is his status? If it were not for Jian Zhongyou, Jian Zhonghai would never come to this place to visit the local calligraphy association...

 It’s simply a fantasy.

   **

 The next day.

 Early in the morning, Ji Heng sent New Year's greetings to the Ren family.

The Ren family is not an ordinary family, and Ji Heng also put a lot of thought into it. He gave him a painting he embroidered and bought some expensive cigarettes and alcohol.

“In-laws,” Ren Qian came down to pick him up personally and asked someone to deliver the gift to his study. “Let’s have lunch here at noon. I’ll ask someone to prepare it.”

Ren Qian looked and saw that Bai Qian was not there.

“Thank you, no need, we will go fishing later,” Ji Heng did not leave any food at Ren’s house, but said politely, “Are you going?”

 Everyone can say polite words.

 Ren Wanxuan smiled but said, "I still have to do my homework."

“That’s a pity, I still have business to attend to.” Ren Qian’s tone was extremely regretful.

He also wanted to see President Jian. Even if there were no Jian family, Ren Qian would not go fishing with Ji Heng. Xu En was here, so he could fish with them for a while.

 He sent Ji Heng out politely.

 The Jian family is the most important thing now.

 After returning home, Ren Qian took Ren Wanxuan, who was "unavailable", to the mansion to meet Jian Zhonghai.

Jian Zhonghai was practicing calligraphy early in the morning. Assistant Jian was sitting with Ren Qian. He waited for an hour before Jian Zhonghai came down.

“President Jian,” Ren Qian chatted with him casually for a while before asking, “who is the person you are looking for? I know many people in Xiangcheng and can help you find him.”

"To be honest," Jian Zhonghai put down his tea cup and raised his head, "it's my brother. He has some misunderstandings with our Jian family."

 Jian Zhonghai’s brother?

 Ren Qian has never heard of it.

Beside them, Jian Zhonghai's assistant glanced at Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan: "Our uncle is the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, the director of Jiangjing Cultural Bureau, and lives in Chang'an District, Jiangjing."

Jiangjing Conservatory of Music? Jiangjing Literature and Art Bureau?

Ren Qian felt a sudden change in his heart. Why did the Jian family in Beicheng still have such relatives?

Thinking like this, he became more respectful to Jian Zhonghai, "I will make people pay attention."

Assistant Jian glanced at the two people and knew that Ren Wanxuan and Ren Qian had no idea about the significance of settling in Chang'an District.

   **

Bai Zian went to the library as usual early in the morning.

 Jiang Fuli was sitting next to Bai Qian writing a paper, and everyone in the group was busy with their own work.

Jian Zhe had a hard time sitting here yesterday. Today he is much better. Although he is still a little tormented, he no longer wants to check the time after a while like yesterday.

With Jiang Fuli here, Jian Zhe had to make a lot of determination to even go to the toilet.

 Bai Zhe knew that Jian Zhe was not very good at reading books, so he asked him to come to the library with him. The habit was formed. Unexpectedly, Jian Zhe was much quieter than Lu Xiaohan when he came to the library?

She rested her chin on her hand and said to Jiang Fuli thoughtfully: "You can stay in the library for a few more days."

Jiang Fuli slowly typed out a line of text, his posture was very casual, and his tone seemed casual: "If you insist on letting me stay for a few more days, that's fine."

Bai Qian comforted him, "Yes, yes, I will treat you to milk tea later. Tell me what you want to drink."

 “It’s the same as you.” Jiang Fuli wasn’t too keen on milk tea.

"Okay," Bai Zian closed the pen cap with one hand, then reached out and tapped Jiang He lazily on the head, "Niao, what are you drinking?"

 Jiang He: “…”

Jian Zhe, who had fully realized Jiang He's abnormality in the past two days, waited until Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli went downstairs before whispering to Tang Ming: "Why does Brother Bird call him a bird?"

"I don't know," Ning Xiao said calmly and pointed out the key point: "But it should be Sister Xian who took it."

 Otherwise Jiang Xiaoniao wouldn’t be so silent.

   **

 It’s about four o’clock in the afternoon.

Ji Heng called her and asked her to take Ning Xiao and the others over for dinner.

Ji Heng’s voice on the other end of the phone was very excited, and he seemed to have caught a lot of fish.

Bai Qian couldn't help but be happy for him. She hung up the phone and looked at Jian Zhe. She remembered that Jian Zhe didn't go home during the New Year. "Are you going to my grandpa's place for dinner tonight? They caught a lot of fish today."

 Going to Bai Zian’s house for dinner?

Jian Zhe hesitated a little, "Would it be too much trouble..."

“Ning Xiao and I are going,” Tang Ming said to Jian Zhe.

This is not the first time to have dinner at Grandpa Bai's house. Tang Ming and Ning Xiao are very familiar with Shen Qing and Ji Heng.

 Leave them alone, Lu Xiaohan secretly added Ji Heng on WeChat and acted coquettishly, asking Ji Heng to make clothes for her.

Tang Ming is simply breathtaking.

“That’s good.” Jian Zhe nodded. He didn’t have many friends, but he came to Xiangcheng and met a lot of people through Bai Qian.

 There are also these two university tyrants in front of me.

 After leaving the library and going to Qingshui Street in the evening, Jian Zhe asked Tang Ming in a low voice what Ji Heng liked and whether he wanted to buy him something.

“Let’s buy some fruits and tobacco,” Ning Xiao suggested from the side. “That small shop on Qingshui Street has them.”

A few young people got off the bus at Qingshui Street. The three of them were going to buy tobacco and fruits at No. 112, so Bai Zian accompanied them to the canteen.

 The items in the canteen are not expensive and the tobacco is very common.

Jiang Fuli followed them lazily, holding the computer in one hand and putting the other in his pocket.

The boss gave them a zero and gave each of them a lollipop for Bai Zian and Jiang He.

Tang Ming complained to Jian Zhe, "Why don't we have one?"

Jian Zhe: "...Maybe you are average-looking."

Tang Ming: "What about Teacher Jiang?"

 Jian Zhe: “…”

 Send a proposition.

 Fortunately, the phone came to Jian Zhe's rescue. Jian Zhe had never been so grateful for his father's call.

“Didn’t I tell you that there is a dinner party today,” Jian’s father said in a low voice on the other end of the phone, “Where are you?”

Jian Zhe walked to the side and whispered: "I'm having dinner at a friend's house, so I won't come."

 Besides, there was no point for him to go. It was probably a dinner party for Jian Zhonghai to create momentum for Jian Rong. It didn't matter whether he went or not.

"you…"

On the other side of the phone, Jian's father looked at Jian Rong, who was talking to Jian Zhonghai on the other side of the sofa, and then looked down at the phone. He didn't understand. Jian Zhe didn't pursue her so much?

“Master Jian Zhe has no time? Why did he go?” Assistant Jian looked at Father Jian in surprise.

Jian’s father sneered, “Having dinner with some friends.”

friend?

These little friends in Xiangcheng?

 Assistant Jian glanced at Jian's father a few more times, then understood and went to reply to Jian Zhonghai.

It’s not that Assistant Jian looks down on Jian Zhe’s friends. The main reason is that Jian Rong’s friends are all well-known figures in Beicheng circles, and one of them even won the top prize in Beicheng’s college entrance examination last year.

This comparison is simply too tragic.

Jian's father was very angry at this sight. Jian Zhe was definitely going to be beaten by him again if he was by his side.

"Forget it if you don't have time," Jian Zhonghai didn't care. He didn't care where Jian Zhe went to eat, as long as Jian Rong was there. Then he said to Jian Rong affably, "Are you sure your uncle has added you?"

 Jian Zhongyou is a weirdo.

Jian Zhonghai knows his contact information, but Jian Zhongyou does not include people from the older generation. The juniors in the family and some assistant secretaries and so on occasionally come through.

"Well," Jian Rong nodded, "I was asking where the uncle lives."

"Okay, okay." Jian Zhonghai laughed twice and patted Jian Rong's shoulder hard twice.

   **

Jian Zhe here hung up the phone.

Tang Mingning Xiao carried a bag each, and gave another bag to Jian Zhe, "Let's go."

 A group of people walked to Ji Heng's yard.

Ning Xiao has been here once. He knows the way and leads Tang Ming and others.

Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli walked behind, followed by Jiang He. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the three of them very long.

Today, Bai Qian is wearing a lead-white top with airplane sleeves and a silver-white pleated skirt. The hem of her clothes moves slightly as she walks.

She took two steps and then waited in place. After looking at Jiang He up and down, she commented lazily: "The legs are really short."

Jiang Fuli followed Bai Xian leisurely. His eyes were light. When Bai Xian was speaking, he glanced condescendingly at Jiang He, "Heh."

 He looked at Jiang He and laughed mercilessly.

 Jiang He: “…”

 He took long steps in a depressed manner.

Jiang He walked slowly, Ning Xiao and the others had already arrived at Ji Heng's house, and the three of them hadn't reached the corner yet.

“Does Sister Bai live here?” Jian Zhe looked around, very curious.

“Yes.” Tang Ming was talking to Jian Zhe on the side.

Ning Xiao stretched out his hand to knock on the courtyard door. As soon as he raised his hand, the door was opened by Shen Qing, "I heard Tang Ming's voice from far away. Come in quickly. I made soup for you two today."

Jian Zhe had never seen Shen Qing before, so he followed Ning Xiao in cautiously.

 Besides Shen Qing, there were only two other people in the yard.

 It’s Bureau Chen and Dean Jian.

The two of them were squatting in the middle of the yard watching the fish. Bureau Chen raised his head to greet Ning Xiao, then pointed to the biggest fish in the middle and introduced the two of them to Ning Xiao: "I caught this one."

Dean Jian pointed to the fish next to him and said slowly: "This is what I caught."

 The outline has been straightened out. Since I have never studied classical literature, I am very slow to write about Jianzhi. (So ​​I thought about it, and I made a private design for the things that Jian Zhe will take the postgraduate entrance examination, so don’t delve into it.) Everyone has worked hard these past two days to refresh, and resume normal updates. See you guys tomorrow!