Chapter 18 018 Friends, Poverty Alleviation Study Group

   "Hello, I'm Ren Wanxuan's grandfather."

  Ren Qian was the first to speak, and he stood not far away, squinting his eyes slightly to look at Bai Po, with a very oppressive aura on his body.

   "Bai Po." Bai Po nodded at him, unable to hear any emotional words.

  Ren Qian looked at her quietly. She wore the same school uniform jacket as other students, and the hairpin on her head was handmade.

   From top to bottom.

  Even the shoes are ordinary.

  Everywhere echoes the dilapidated and poor Qingshui Street.

  But she was standing in the dark night, with long steps behind her, and a street lamp that was not even that bright. The glance she looked over quietly was like a mandala growing on the cliff of the night.

"Wan Xuan was spoiled by us, I'm sorry for what happened during the day," Ren Qian came back to his senses, he was very apologetic, "She didn't expect that you also had an invitation letter from the White Tiger Auction in your hand, I have a banquet tonight , I hope you can forgive my granddaughter."

   "No need," Bai Po smiled. Under the light, she looked lazy and careless. "I accidentally helped someone. He gave it to me. It was sold out this afternoon."

   This is right, Qingshui Street is close to the two borders.

   It is not surprising to meet some people.

  The Secretary-General thought about it, so he specifically mentioned Wanhe Building, "Student Bai, our husband has ordered a meal at Wanhe Building..."

  Wanhelou, the most famous member-only restaurant in Xiangcheng, any dish is in the early four figures, and reservations are required.

  Most people can't even get in the door.

   "I have something to do," Bai Po interrupted him, "I'll take a step first."

  The secretary-general stood there blankly, just watching Bai Po leave.

   "Sir, does she not read the news?" The Secretary-General turned his head to look at Ren Qian, and couldn't help being puzzled.

  As long as you read the news one more time, you should know who Ren Qian is, right?

   "This girl has an unusual aura," Ren Qian thought thoughtfully, and then ordered, "Choose a gift for Ji's family tomorrow."

  Is this the meaning of friendship?

  The Secretary-General was surprised, but he also had a measure of the Ji family. Although Bai Po's invitation letter was obtained by accident, what if she still has friendship with that person in the future?

  Ren Qian returned to the car.

  The girl sitting in the back seat still looked down at her phone without looking up.

  He said helplessly, "Xuanxuan, this classmate Bai Po is different from what I imagined, she has a strong character, you should go down and apologize to her."

   "I didn't know she had it too, can you speak for her?" Ren Wanxuan finally raised her head.

  She pursed her lips and looked at Ren Qian, then slammed the car door and went out.

"boom-"

  The car door was slammed shut.

   "Sir?" In the driver's seat, the Secretary-General looked at the back seat and asked.

  Ren Qian was silent for a while, "Send someone to follow her."

  Ren Wanxuan was smart since she was a child. She even skipped two grades when she was in school. No matter in class or in Ren's family, she is the youngest and most favored. She has never been wronged. Today is the first time she was taught by Ren Qian.

  **

  Training courses.

  The homeroom teacher remembered the two answers after seeing Bai Po leave, and handed them to Chen Zhu.

  Chen Zhu was seriously studying today's exercises. After the class teacher put the paper down, he glanced at it casually, thinking it was another exercise, but saw the answer printed on it.

  He narrowed his eyes slightly. Today's exercises did not have a magnetic field. He took the paper and looked at it for a while. He was a little dazed, and took out the exercise book in his schoolbag.

  For the last physics problem, he has already copied the answers and put them in the physics problem book.

   Sure enough.

   is another solution to the last exercise!

  The rest of the training class has left, only Ning Xiao and Chen Zhu are still sitting in their seats.

  Chen reluctantly put away another answer, then got up to find the head teacher of Class 8.

  The head teacher of Class 8 saw him like this, put down the thermos, and was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

   "This answer," Chen Zhu unfolded the paper in his hand and showed it to the head teacher of Class 8, "Where did you come from?"

  The head teacher of Class 8 looked at Chen and didn't answer first.

   Just ask, "What do you think of your new classmates?"

  As for what happened to Ren Wanxuan today, as long as Chen Zhu said something in time, it might not be such a big deal.

  The only one in the school who can stand up to Ren Wanxuan is Chen Zhu.

  Bai Po was mentioned, Chen Zhu paused, he remembered the reason why Bai Po came to this training class, and the "85" score, and because of these understandings, he didn't stop him at noon today.

   Obviously, his understanding is still one-sided.

   "Don't understand, don't comment." He said.

   "I'm going to build a learning mutual aid group tomorrow, will you bring new students?" the head teacher of Class 8 asked.

   Chen paused for a moment without thinking about it, "I should be in the same group as Ren Wanxuan."

  He and Ren Wanxuan have known each other since they were young, and they have been bound together since childhood. Moreover, Ren Wanxuan is really smart, so don't worry about being in a group with her.

   Now she has conflicts with Bai Po.

   Chen's meaning is obviously to refuse.

"I showed this problem-solving idea to my teacher," the head teacher of Class 8 nodded, and didn't say much, "It's very similar to the answer from the Jiangjing preparatory camp. There will be similar answers in the future. I will ask her for advice depending on the situation. Give it to you as much as possible."

   Chen Zhu was taken aback, but finally nodded and bid farewell to the head teacher politely.

  **

  Ming Dongheng still stayed with Jiang He at the milk tea shop.

  Every day he would wait for Bai Po to finish school before leaving.

   This is still the case today.

   It's just that when he said goodbye to Bai Po, Bai Po gave him an extra look.

   Not to mention, Ming Dongheng is tall and strong, when he looks at people, his eyes are sharp but his expression is quite dull.

   It doesn't look very smart, but it really looks like a paramecium.

   This sense of substitution is inexplicable.

  Ming Dongheng couldn't help scratching his head after going out, wondering what Bai Po's look at him meant.

  Bai Po sat next to Jiang He, took out the physics exercises given out tonight and began to read slowly. The notebook Jiang Fuli gave her was quite useful, at least today's study was not so strenuous.

  Physics is like this. Knowing the formulas and theorems, a still picture can be played automatically in the mind.

  When Jiang Fuli came, Bai Po was reciting English words.

   "Electromagnetism is what you are studying today?" Jiang Fuli glanced at the exercises she put on the table.

  Today's topic is normal, but not on point.

  Bai Po nodded, and she turned off the English vocabulary software.

   "Well," Jiang Fuli put his coat aside, reached out and took the exercise question, and he didn't bother to turn over the answer that he could see at a glance, "I'll write a new question for you."

   "Okay." Bai Po responded.

  Jiang Fuli reached out and wrote down a series of beautiful numbers.

  The cold white finger draws an electric field diagram as if printed out.

  As soon as he got serious, the sense of alienation on his whole body faded a lot. He was wearing a white shirt, and all the buttons on the neckline were tightly fastened.

  It was peacefully cold.

  Bai Po looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said something surprising: "Mr. Jiang, do you think I look like a paramecium?"

  Jiang Fuli: "..."

  He put down his pen and suddenly wanted to sigh.

  He reached out and handed the written topic to Bai Po, and explained to her the electromagnetism problem left today.

  The people outside have already arranged the dinner for him and Jiang He.

   While picking up the chopsticks, he glanced at Bai Po.

  The chairs in this corner of the milk tea shop were all replaced with black sofas.

  She was sunk in black, her school uniform jacket was open, revealing the white T-shirt inside, she leaned on the sofa lazily with her face slightly sideways, her face was white and white.

   Not like a paramecium, Jiang Fuli bowed his head, thinking slowly.

  Like a cat.

  **

   When Bai Po went back, Mao Kun was waiting for her at the street corner.

  She gave Mao Kun the invitation letter in her hand.

   "Who was that just now?" It was Ji Shaorong who picked her up today. Instead of waiting at the entrance of the alley, he walked a little outside.

   happened to see Mao Kun.

   "That," Bai Po put the backpack on her back without blinking her eyes, "The relative of the store manager, I have something here, and he is here to deliver it."

   Ji Shaorong grew up here when he was a child, so he naturally knew the manager of the canteen.

   Only recently he heard the news about Qingshui Street at Ren's house, "This store manager is said to be a bit dangerous, it's not simple, you should be careful."

  Bai Po was taken aback, "Is that so?"

  But she thinks the store manager is quite nice.

  Ji Shaorong turned on the flashlight, and the two of them had nothing to say.

   "I'm sorry, Wan Xuan has caused you so much trouble." After a while, Ji Shaorong finally spoke.

   "It's okay," Bai Po replied lazily with words on his back, "I'm more tolerant of Xiangcheng people."

  Ji Shaorong didn't quite understand what Bai Po meant, but he said again: "I thought you would become friends."

  Bai Po was surprised: "That's unlikely."

   "I know," Ji Shaorong patted Bai Po on the shoulder, and he stopped mentioning Ren Wanxuan, "Your grandfather's mental state has improved a lot recently, thank you."

   The two walked a few steps, and saw Ji Heng waiting at the gate of the yard.

   Seeing Ji Heng, Bai Po's eyes lit up, "Grandpa."

   Ji Heng looked into her eyes: "..."

  Bai Po blinked, "The principle of the constant speed of light, do you still remember, Grandpa?"

  Ji Heng suddenly felt why he came out and waited for them.

  He turned and went back to the yard and continued to do carpentry.

   "Then I'll explain it to you again tomorrow morning." Bai Po said to himself.

  Ji Heng: "No matter what speed I move forward, the speed of light is a constant 300,000 kilometers for me. Even if I reach the speed of light and travel at 300,000 kilometers, the speed of light relative to me is still 300,000 kilometers."

   Ji Shaorong who was listening: "..."

  His dad is going to be admitted to senior university?

  Bai Po was a little dissatisfied, she put down her schoolbag, and followed Ji Heng to the courtyard, "Grandpa, what you said is so vague, I'll explain it to you again @%*(^…"

   After finally hearing the answer she wanted from Ji Heng, Bai Po went back to the room satisfied and continued to study the questions.

  Ji Shaorong watched this scene in surprise.

  Ji Heng finished the small bench in his hand, then picked up the cigarette pouch at hand, and lit it: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Don't worry about Wanxuan and Ashi. You can stay here when it's too late."

   After speaking, he took the small bench and entered his room.

  Ji Shaorong knew what Ji Heng meant, so he didn't insist.

  The next morning, when Ji Shaorong got up, he saw Bai Po sitting beside Ji Heng's bed, waiting for him to get up.

he:"…"

   So why make a small bench?

  Aren't you afraid that someone will get up earlier?

  **

Today is Friday.

The last class in the afternoon was Chinese. Lu Lingxi stood on the podium, "The monthly exam next weekend cheers me up, and everyone knows that the school celebration is coming soon, and the sponsors of Xiangcheng Middle School will come to watch. The school stipulates that each class must produce at least one program this time, and the cultural and entertainment committee will go back and plan what program our class will produce."

  Friday is approaching, everyone is very excited.

   "Okay, Mama Lu!" Zhang Shize and a group of boys agreed by patting the table.

  Bai Po has to go to training classes after school.

  The head teacher of Class 8 put away last night's exercises and played today's video.

  After the video was played, the head teacher of class 8 didn't give out the exercises. He stood in front and said with a smile: "In order to promote learning, I decided to set up a mutual help group, with three to four people in groups, and everyone can form freely."

  As soon as the words came out, everyone in the training class focused on Chen Zhu, Ren Wanxuan, and Ning Xiao.

   "Brother, are we in a group?" Ren Wanxuan looked at Chen Zhu beside her.

  Chen nodded, "Naturally."

  He only recognized the strength of Ren Wanxuan and Ning Xiao in the whole school, and he didn't pay much attention to the others.

   Isn’t the combination of these two people a strong combination?

  In an instant, everyone in the training class flocked to Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu.

  Do not say grades.

   Just because of family background, no matter what, I have to try to get into the group of these two people.

"I'm in the group with brother," Ren Wanxuan saw from the corner of her eye that there was no one there, and then she looked at the people around her and Chen, and tilted her head: "Why don't you cast lots, we won't pick , choose by luck alone."

  Shi Yutong is still not here, and Ren Wanxuan still has two positions in this group.

  The two people who were quickly selected let out a cry of surprise.

   Others saw no hope, so they also went to find other teammates.

  Even the taciturn Ning Xiao was interrupted from time to time, but he didn't respond.

  There is only one person that no one cares about, that is Bai Po, Bai Po looks good, but...

  Ren Wanxuan talked about her grades on the first day. She was 85 in comprehensive science. She didn't know what she was doing here. Naturally, no one wanted to form a team with her. They formed a study group to improve their grades.

  Finally, there are only four people left in the class.

   "Ning Xiao, Bai Po, Tang Ming, Zhu Jiaren, the four of you automatically form a group." The eighth class teacher made the final decision.

  This is the beginning of today's exercises.

   Zhu Jiaren looked distressed.

  After the mutual aid groups were divided, everyone quickly adjusted the seats in the mutual aid groups, and basically all the people in a group sat together.

  Bai Po and Ning Xiao were sitting next to each other, so Tang Ming and Zhu Jiaren sat next to them.

  Tang Ming secretly took out his mobile phone and successfully added Bai Po's WeChat, "Student Bai Po, please contact me if you have any questions in the future."

Zhu Jiaren was lying on the table, looking at Ning Xiao who did not say a word and bowed his head to do his homework. He was wearing a school uniform, and only looked up at Zhu Jiaren and Tang Ming at the very beginning. hair exposed.

   Looking at people was so gloomy that Zhu Jiaren couldn't help shivering.

  Looking at Bai Po again, she was leaning on the table in a casual posture, with her chin resting lazily on the palm of her hand, a strand of long hair falling down from the side on her white wrist.

   Then she casually put the exercises aside.

  What kind of mutual aid?

  Even if you can't make it to Chen Zhuren Wanxuan's group, it's okay to be assigned to other groups in Class 8.

  Why is it a mutual aid group that seems to have no future?

  Tang Ming looked at Zhu Jiaren, who had participated in the competition with him, "Zhu Jiaren, if you have any questions in the future, we can discuss with each other, and add a WeChat with Bai Po and Ning Xiao?"

   There is an event on the homepages of Xiao and Xiang, and there will be a lucky draw for those who follow the update. After three days after the update, there will be a ticket for Xiaoxiang. Hurry up and get it and vote for 蔹蔹! (Don't make me kneel down and beg you!

   Before going to bed, yell dog tea and see what you have done

  

  

  (end of this chapter)