Yan Luge is more popular than other people now.

There are not many people in the entertainment industry who are serious about making music, there are only some old-timers. Although Yan Lu became popular because of three songs, the songs themselves are far more popular than himself.

 Many people know these songs but don’t know Yan Lu.

 The quality of the three songs is too high, especially in the uneven music circle. Both the composition and arrangement are of the highest level.

Everyone knows that the arranger is Jian Zhongyou, but Jian Zhongyou not only arranges music, he is more famous for his composition. He is one of the top ten composers today. His "Pingqiu Music", "Xiangyin", "Cangshan White Snow", etc. are widely circulated. music.

Netizens don’t know much about this kind of traditional musician. It was only after Jian Zhongyou was exposed in the recent public outcry that he learned about his influence. As a top-level composer, he arranged music for another composer. Everyone is speculating whether he got it for free. What kind of composer is he?

However, the other party did not reveal any information except for a Weibo post. There are no secrets in the entertainment industry, but Bai Jian's identity is not known even by insiders.

 Just like Jian Zhongyou back then.

The moment he saw Mei Yi’s WeChat page, with his serious avatar and straightforward WeChat name, his manager’s first thought was that of Yan Lu’s composer.

"I don't know," Mei Yi lowered her eyebrows, clicked through friends, and only thought for a moment, "But it should be Miss Bai."

 His temperament is kind, his features are strong, and his eyes are as clear as a **** under the light.

Mei Yi’s manager was also stunned, and then reacted, “Yes, when we just recorded the show, you said you wanted to add Miss Bai’s WeChat account. The boss of Time Entertainment doesn’t even know who the songwriter is, so how could he add you?”

 He lowered his head and looked over. Mei also sent a message to the other party, asking if she was Bai Zian.

The other party responded with a 1, and Mei Yi made a note.

Then politely type a line—

 【The program will be broadcast at the end of March】

“But having said that,” the manager rubbed his hands. He stared at Mei Yi’s mobile phone screen and suddenly said, “Miss Bai’s surname is also Bai. She seems to have the same surname as the composer and the same online name.”

   **

 Across the road.

Jiang Fuli left a four-seater car. There were many small vendors on the small road next to the school at night, and there was a bit of traffic at this point. Jiang Fuli parked the car next to the intersection that was being renovated.

He was wearing a white shirt and a thin sweater jacket, with broken hair hanging in front of his forehead, and an extremely cold expression on his face. He was standing under a streetlight talking on the phone to someone.

"Mr. Mao Kun invested 5 million yuan in currency, Miss Bai, your technical evaluation is 3 million yuan, Party C is the Chen family, Mr. Xiao Qi is the executor, the board of supervisors..." Chi Yundai was telling Bai Jian the details, " I have communicated with them correctly about the operation and management structure.”

Just as he was talking, Chi Yundai fell silent when he saw Jiang Fuli in front of him.

Bai Qian also raised his head. Jiang Fuli said something to the person on the other end of the phone and hung up the phone.

“Young Master Jiang, I’ll come back to see Miss Bai and the Third Young Master.” Chi Yundai came over.

 Xu Nanjing is secondary.

Jiang Fuli glanced at him and didn't say anything about his sudden appearance in Xiangcheng. He just said "hmm" and didn't say much.

Generally, nothing as outrageous as last time happened, and Jiang Xijue was willing to let people go, while Jiang Fuli never paid too much attention.

 He ​​has always cherished every minute and every second. Now that Jiang Xijue can stand alone, there are not many things that can allow him to put aside experiments and scientific research.

Chi Yundai breathed a sigh of relief. He stood there and watched Bai Zian get into the passenger seat. The phone automatically connected to Bluetooth, and Jiang Fuli slowly drove away.

It wasn’t until the car drove into the crowd that Chi Yundai raised his eyebrows and walked to the milk tea shop.

Miss Bai is really suitable for blocking murderous intent.

Ms. Bai, who was more suitable for blocking murderous intent, was playing the original text in the car. She was used to listening to the original text, so she told Jiang Fuli about the plan she discussed with Ning Xiao today, "She is always busy."

 It’s about Yang Lin.

 Jiang Fuli turned to the right. He had no other impression of the others except "hard rocks".

 But he could always grasp the key points of Bai Zian’s words and commented: “You are always busy too.”

"I'm talking about Yang Lin," Bai Qian lazily lowered the car window a little, refusing to acknowledge his statement, "I just receive academic influence every day. I'm not as busy as you. Jiang Xiaoniao said you have two hours a day, twenty-four hours a day." Fifteen hours in the lab.”

She has no memory at all from racing, recording a variety show for Yan Lu, going to a Chinese medicine store, and then Chi Yundai looking for her today.

Jiang Fuli thought silently, he didn't even count the questions he took in the third year of high school.

Of course, he did not dare to refute what Bai Zian said.

The car stopped when it reached Qingshui Street. He got off the car and walked inside with Bai Zian. Bai Zian put on an earphone and saw a new email in the mailbox, so he clicked on it.

"Academician Ma's," Bai Zian's eyes lit up when he saw the title, "This new article is a report he made himself."

This kind of article requires concentration in reading and understanding. Bai Zian only glanced at the title and abstract, then forwarded it to Jiang Fuli for him to print, and sighed, "Academician Ma's writing is really good."

Jiang Fuli leaned over and lowered his head to read the article. He read a few lines and then stood up straight. He said very ruthlessly: "Average, not as good as me."

As he spoke, he flipped through his document library, picked out a few at random, and forwarded them to Bai Qian. Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Miss Bai, eat something good."

ˆ Bai Qian, who has almost zero understanding of dark matter: “…”

   **

 In Ji Heng's yard, the embroiderer has left.

Jiang He was sitting on the stone table, putting together a tedious piece of Lego. When he saw Jiang Fuli approaching, he took the small coat next to him to cover up the puzzle.

Ji Heng sat on the embroidery bench, holding a needle and meditating on the dark clothes on the embroidery stand.

“Grandpa.” Bai Qian came over the steps and greeted Ji Heng as usual.

Jiang Fuli fell behind her, closed the courtyard door casually, glanced at Jiang He, and said nothing.

Seeing Jiang Fuli coming over, Ji Heng showed him the patterns on the paper and said, "Xiao Jiang, do you think it looks like this?"

Bai Qian also took a look. Ji Heng painted the Dunhuang auspicious cloud pattern, which looked very rich.

Jiang Fuli stood beside her, lowered his eyebrows, and said in a soft voice, "That's right."

"That's right." Ji Heng nodded and casually picked up the cigarette rod placed next to him. After drawing the picture, he knew it in his mind. He had been embroidering the same pattern and color recently, and he was going to use Jiang Fuli's work to relieve his fatigue.

 Jiang Fuli took Jiang He home, and Ji Heng sent the two of them outside.

 Jiang He waved to Ji Heng reluctantly.

Ji Heng lit a cigarette and stood at the door to see the two of them off. There were street lights in the alley a few months ago. He stood at the door to see the two of them off until they reached the corner.

 It was not until the person disappeared that he turned back to the yard.

Bai Qian never likes to see others leave. The first time she saw someone off was when Ji Shaojun went to Jiangjing suddenly, but that time she also left before Ji Shaojun.

Ji Heng didn’t ask her to do this either. When he closed the door and turned around, Bai Zian was taking away Jiang He’s clothes and looking at his work. It was a picture he drew himself and someone made it into Lego to the same proportions.

"Jiang He drew the picture himself and asked someone to customize it," Ji Heng blew out a smoke ring and said casually, "It needs to be spliced ​​in advance. I heard it is a birthday gift for his brother."

 This is what Jiang He quietly told Ji Heng.

   **

 Qingshui Street.

Jiang Fuli walked slowly in front, while behind him Jiang He tried to take long strides.

His phone vibrated. It was a message from Bai Zian replying to his paper—

  【[Applause]】

 After clicking it, the two small hands were enlarged, and Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows.

The first one and the second one came to the car. He pressed the key to unlock the car, and helped Jiang He open the back seat door with an expression of disbelief.

Jiang He climbed into the car hesitantly. He rarely enjoyed this level of treatment. After sitting on the seat, he looked at Jiang Fuli in the driver's seat and shook his legs: "I'm a little hot."

Jiang Fuli glanced at the rearview mirror, started the car, and lowered the back seat window a little. The wind blows in.

 Jiang He felt a little elated, "I'm still a little thirsty."

Jiang Fuli drove the car onto the road, opened the passenger compartment, took a bottle of mineral water and threw it to Jiang He.

His co-pilot is rarely someone who dares to sit in it. After Bai Zian sat behind him, there was always a lot of food and drink inside.

 Jiang He took the mineral water and became bolder, "The wind is a bit too..."

Jiang Fuli finally couldn't bear it and glanced behind him, and said coldly: "Sit down."

 Jiang He: “…”

 He immediately put the valve on himself.

 The car slowly drove to his residence. Jiang Fuli stopped the car and walked into the gate. The lights in the garden were brightly lit.

Xu Nanjing sat slantedly on the beauty's back and threw down a handful of fish food. The koi inside had been fed by him for a day and lazily waved its tail, refusing to eat any more.

 Seeing Jiang Fuli come back, he sat up straight and threw the fish food aside, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Fuli nodded to him and walked inside. Jiang He followed slowly behind, holding a bottle of mineral water.

 “He.” Xu Nanjing greeted Jiang He.

Jiang He didn't even raise his head, and walked slowly without paying attention to him.

"Look, He only talks to people with high IQs," Xu Nanjing spoke to Xiao Bingwen beside her, paused, and then said, "For example, Sister Bai Qian."

Although Jiang He is young and illiterate, he is naturally very keen on numbers.

Xiao Bingwen knew that Jiang He was valued by many professors despite his young age. This kind of talent was far from ordinary geniuses and could be compared with He Wen and others.

Hearing what Xu Nanjing meant, Xiao Bingwen only said, "Don't he care about his face?"

“I thought the same way before,” Xu Nanjing sighed as she thought about the scene she saw at noon, then took back the fish food and fed it to the koi, “Forget it, you don’t understand.”

Xiao Bingwen really didn't understand, so he changed the topic, "The contract here has been agreed. I will return to Jiangjing in two days. This year's Jiangda newcomers' party is about to start. I don't know if Liang Wuyu will go. There is also a congratulatory message. There is nothing I can do about it, your grandfather..."

The Xu family and the Xiao family share the same origin. This summer, a group of students from Jiangjing University are about to graduate. Competition in the talent market is fierce, and some people will choose to be registered under the names of foreign companies. Mr. Xu has given this important task to the Xiao family.

"Don't worry, he knows everything in his heart." Xu Nanjing leaned lazily on the railing, "Whoever wants to invite He Wen..."

 He suddenly thought of Bai Zian and stopped talking for a moment.

   **

 The next day.

Monday.

Bai Zian came to the classroom early as before. She was wearing a loose school uniform, with the zipper pulled to the top, and her hair neatly pulled up. When she came to the class, she took the first look at her classmates.

During this period, Yang Lin came early every day and never missed a class.

 She was lowering her head to copy the wrong question book, and her hair below her ears was hanging down, completely covering the side of her face.

Bai Zian slowly retracted his gaze, put down his schoolbag, kicked the chair back with his feet, and sat down casually.

Lu Xiaohan came in with a yawn, "Morning."

She said hello to Bai Xian and sat down sideways. She saw Bai Xian looking at her phone and thought she was answering questions, etc.—

“Are you watching a video?” Lu Xiaohan lowered his head and hesitated when he saw Bai Qian watching a jade polishing video.

  After all, it is rare to see Bai Zian doing other things in the class.

Bai Zian placed the mobile phone on the table, resting his left hand on the edge of the table, and lazily supporting his chin with his right hand, "Well, modern technology is really advanced."

 Developed?

Lu Xiaohan looked at the polished lens hesitantly. Isn’t this a grinder with some sharp tips?

  She didn’t understand, but she didn’t ask any more questions.

 Bai Zian watched until the first class. The principal distributed the exercises and the teacher explained the exercises. After listening for a while, Bai Zian silently took out his mobile phone and continued to watch the video silently.

Hearing that he saw Bai Zian looking at his cell phone secretly, he took out the cake and ate it secretly behind the scenes.

 In the past, Zhang Shize would eat secretly with him, but now he can only eat it alone.

The dean of students inspected each class early and saw that he was not paying attention to the class, secretly eating cakes and asking his classmates if they wanted to eat, so he knocked on the back door and called the students out.

 The dean is very serious: "The college entrance examination is coming soon. If you don't pay attention to the lectures in class, what cake will you eat?"

 “Yam paste and scallop cake.” Wen Qi touched his head.

Dean:"…"

As we all know, Zhang Shize and Wen Qi from Class 15 are very different.

Wen Qi reacted later and silently took the cake back. The chemistry teacher stood on the podium and looked at Wen Qi coldly. Wen Qi silently put down the cake, and then glanced at Bai Qian again -

Bai Zian is still looking at his phone openly.

 …Chemistry teacher and dean of students, can’t you see it?

 The chemistry teacher on the podium could clearly see the movements of all the students under the podium. As for Bai Zian, it was the first time in a long time that the chemistry teacher saw Bai Zian playing with his mobile phone in class.

She must have her own reasons for playing with her mobile phone.

 The chemistry teacher even suspected that she was studying the problem on her mobile phone.

"No, Sister Qian," Wen Qi sat on Zhang Shize's table, kicked her feet up on the ground, and leaned over to watch it for a long time. She found that it was just a video of jade grinding, "You...watch this hypnosis?"

Bai Qian slowly raised her head and moved her slender fingers to the next video, "Anyway, I don't eat taro paste and clams."

 “Holy shit, taro paste Xiaobei,” several other people in the class laughed. From then on, they just like Zhang Shize and lost their names forever, “Bei, Xiaobei!”

cowry:"…"

 The last period on Monday afternoon is the class teacher's class.

The students in the class worked much harder this semester than before. Lu Lingxi didn't have much to tell her. After class, she asked Bai Zian to go to the office.

Just after class, there were many people in the corridor, and Bai Yan didn't squeeze with others.

Lu Xiaohan, Ning Xiao and the others were all waiting for Bai Qian in class.

Bai Zian watched the video for almost a day, and now he opened the app to look at this month's challenge question bank.

Her ranking quickly jumped up and was already higher than Ning Xiao. Many people sent her private messages, and most of the red spots were blocked by the plug-in Jiang Fuli sent her.

Only the official news has changed from a private message to a banner at the top—

 【The social gathering on May 1st will be held in the auditorium of Jiangjing University. Travel and accommodation expenses will be reimbursed. Please fill in your personal information as required http://jjdx…】

Bai Zian glanced at it and crossed directly.

 Not filled in.

 Three minutes later, the flow of people dwindled. Bai Zian picked up the phone and walked outside, when a strange call came.

Jiangjing’s landline.

She guessed it was Xu En's office phone and picked it up.

“Hello,” came a strange voice on the other end of the phone, with a hint of curiosity, “Is this your classmate Bai Zhan?”