Lu Xiaohan wrapped the box tightly, and Xu Nanjing took some effort to cut it open. There was something like a book inside, which was also wrapped with a protective film.

 It can’t be seen clearly through the protective film.

Xiao Bingwen said hello to Xu Feng over there, "She sent you... a book?"

This seems to be something Bai Zian can do.

Xu Nanjing spent some time cutting the protective film open, and finally revealed the front, the "invitation letter" with gold letters on a red background, and a majestic white tiger underneath.

"Invitation letter?" Xiao Bingwen picked up the red wine that was put aside and stood up to entertain the group of people who came today. He glanced at it casually and said, "What kind of invitation is this? It's from Baihu, Baihu Auction House."

 He said something casually.

 Halfway through speaking, his steps suddenly stopped.

Then he put down the wine glass with a "snap" and looked at the invitation intently.

There has never been a moment when he felt the sound of his heart beating so clearly. His throat tightened and his voice trembled: "This, this is..."

 They didn’t have an invitation letter, but they had seen it all.

White Tiger Auction House can buy almost everything they want to buy. Occasionally the things are too precious and it is difficult to get invitations, but in most cases, the Xu and Xiao families can still get one through official channels.

 So at just one glance, they recognized that this was the invitation they wanted this time.

"Is this sent to you by Miss Bai?" Xiao Bingwen looked at the tattered box next to him, and then looked at the low-key and mysterious invitation in Xu Nanjing's hand, feeling as if he was watching a comedy.

Xu Nanjing took out her mobile phone and called Bai Zian.

He was answered immediately, "Sister Bai Zian, what did you send?"

Bai Qian had just finished school. She was ordering milk tea at a milk tea shop with her mobile phone. Chi Yundai was handing her a plate of cake.

"Invitation letter," she took the cake Chi Yundai gave her, turned around and walked inside, her voice unhurried, "You haven't been looking for it, what's wrong?"

 Xu Nanjing: “…No, no.”

“Oh,” Bai Zian said in a casual tone, “Is there anything else?”

 She had a "don't disturb my study" tone.

 The two hung up the phone.

“She,” Xiao Bingwen heard the whole process, and finally recovered his composure, murmuring: “Where did she get the invitation?”

He and Xu Nanjing have been busy for half a month, and they really can't prepare to give up in the past two days. So this invitation letter fell from the sky?

 Did Jiang Fuli give it to her?

Bai Qian is a high school student in Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. Xiao Bingwen really can't think of any other reason besides Jiang Fuli.

   **

Bai Zian has been in seclusion, and she did not go to the auction.

Saturday.

 Jiang Fuli rarely rests. They are already regular visitors to the library.

The light shines through the library window and falls on the table by the window. There are many people in the library today, and the table on the right is occupied by Bai Zian and his group.

 Jiang Fuli is sitting on the far right, with black headphones on his ears and a thin computer in front of him.

His slender fingers were typing on the keyboard, and he occasionally turned his head to talk to Bai Zian. The sun fell on his face, and his eyelashes were drooped. His usually cold face looked a bit lingering at this time.

Tang Ming, who was opposite, raised his hand and looked at Jiang Fuli cautiously: "Teacher Jiang, let's have hot pot for lunch."

Jiang Fuli was used to being cold, and he didn't have the demeanor of someone who went to the food stalls with them.

Even though they had eaten hot pot together many times, Tang Ming still took a lot of courage to invite Jiang Fuli.

“Okay.” Jiang Fuli nodded casually.

Tang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down quickly.

 At noon, the hot pot restaurant in the mall next door.

In order to let everyone around them have a good meal, Tang Ming and others booked a private room. Bai Qian, Jiang Fuli, Lu Xiaohan, Ning Xiao, Tang Ming and Jiang He were not many people.

 I ordered the mandarin duck pot, but Jiang Fuli didn't care about these dishes.

He took a pencil, scanned the menu, and checked out a few things to eat.

 When he slid down further, Bai Qian reached out and held his finger.

Jiang Fuli's fingers have always been cold. He stayed in the underground laboratory for too long. Even in Xiangcheng, it couldn't change his physique. His fingers, which were already cold and white, were even more like white jade.

Feeling a warmth, he watched Bai Qian's fingers press his hand, and then slowly take out the pen in his hand.

Bai Zian supported his chin with his other hand and tilted his head slightly, "Teacher Jiang, stop ordering, they won't be able to finish what they ordered."

 She is very experienced in this.

 Jiang Fuli released the menu, "Okay."

 He did not continue.

Having known each other for such a long time, apart from the fact that Jiang Fuli was prone to ridicule them when teaching them to study, Jiang Fuli basically did not disturb everyone's enjoyment during their daily meals, and he also tried his best to control the air-conditioning on his body.

 At the dinner table, Lu Xiaohan posted pictures in the group.

 Lu Xiaohan: [Grandpa’s clothes are almost ready]

After sending it, she looked up at the people at the dinner table and said, "Grandpa's class uniform is ready. I left a set for the good guy, but he won't be able to take graduation photos with us next month."

Especially Zhang Shize, Zhang Shize heard that the two of them were indispensable for the current atmosphere in Class 15.

When it came time to take graduation photos, Lu Xiaohan felt that Class 15 would be somewhat imperfect without Zhang Shize.

Although they laughed and laughed when mentioning Zhang Shize, Lu Xiaohan and the others knew that they could only use this mentality and spend a year in jail. The psychological impact on a high school student would be too great.

“Don’t worry,” Bai Qian watched as the food was served and used serving chopsticks to eat it. “Xiao Bei said he had prepared banners for the good people.”

"Banner?" When he heard it, the atmosphere became lively again. Tang Ming was curious, "What kind of banner? What good things can Beibei do? Hey, I was still thinking about how I would wear his clothes and help him take a photo with you."

Lu Xiaohan patted the table: "Yes, you print a big picture of a good person and stick it on your face..."

 A group of teenagers were eating hot pot, and their troubles disappeared as quickly as they came.

Jiang Fuli listened quietly to the conversation of these people, and occasionally helped Jiang He pick up the vegetables that he couldn't pick up, without disturbing their conversation.

Bai Zian was also listening lazily.

 After finishing the meal, Lu Xiaohan called the waiter to clear the table.

Jiang Fuli sat on the same side as Bai Zian, with Bai Zian on his left and Jiang He on his right. After the meal, the waiter also took away the extra bowls and chopsticks on the table. He originally thought that Bai Zian would be in a hurry to go back to the library to do his homework. .

But Bai Qian didn’t leave. Others at the table were still discussing what to do after graduation. Tang Ming said he wanted to take a photo with Class 15.

Bai Zian is also here. Jiang Fuli is not in a hurry. He leans back slightly and talks to Bai Zian, "They said they would go on a graduation trip. Have you thought about it?"

 Graduation travel?

"Have you traveled?" Bai Zian heard this word for the first time. She opened a can of Coke with one hand and handed it to Jiang He, tilting her head to look at Jiang Fuli.

 “No.” Jiang Fuli hadn’t been there either.

 His life consists of nothing but research.

“Then you said you would take me to the snowy mountains.” Bai Zian remembered this.

The private room was hot. Jiang Fuli had already taken off his coat. He was wearing a white shirt with the collar slightly open. Unexpectedly, Bai Qian still remembered this. He said softly: "You can go during the summer vacation, but the snow is not that thick during the summer vacation."

"There's no rush," Bai Qian suddenly said, remembering something, "I just want to go to the grassland."

  She turned over history and found the graves of the three princesses there.

“Grassland,” Jiang Fuli tapped his fingertips on the table, recalling the map in his mind and planning the route, “that’s okay too.”

As he was talking, the door of the box was pushed open and the waiter brought in the unwrapped cake.

Snow-white cream and red roses are spread all the way across the cake base, and roses are squeezed together and blooming along the green vines.

 Like a passionate oil painting.

　　It makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Ning Xiao stood up and took the cake, said thank you to the waiter before putting the cake on the table.

The waiter did not leave, but looked at the handicraft-like cake reluctantly, "Handsome man, where did you buy your cake?"

"I didn't buy this," Lu Xiaohan smiled at her, "our friends made it."

 The cake maker is naturally Chi Lv.

Tang Ming signaled Jiang Fuli to blow out the candles, "Happy birthday, brother Jiang, please blow out the candles and make a wish."

Jiang Fuli looked at the slowly burning candle. He, who had always been calm and calm, didn't react for the first time. Maybe everyone in his family was gone, and it was not his birthday. In the past, he would stay in the laboratory on birthdays to avoid trouble.   Others couldn’t find him and left it alone.

Even Xu Nanjing, Jiang Xijue and the others just sent him a gift when the time came.

 This is my first experience of blowing out candles and making a wish.

The window in the box was closed, and the candlelight reflected his cold face. Under the urging of Tang Ming and others, Jiang Fuli slowly closed his eyes and made a wish.

He doesn’t have much desire. If we say before, he might have wanted to find dark matter.

Now.

 He thought quietly: I hope Miss Bai will be safe every year.

Jiang He stood beside him and helped him blow out the candles.

   **

 In the evening, Jiang Fuli stepped leisurely into the setting sun.

 Send Bai Qian back to Ji's house.

Ji Heng asked them to go back to eat.

Today he specially went fishing with Director Chen, and the aunt next door helped with the cooking. When the two came back, the meal was already ready.

 The dishes are very rich.

At the dinner table, Ji Heng gave Jiang Fuli the set of clothes he wore. It was a silver-gray coat, made of silk fabric, and looked very high-end. It had buttons.

 The sleeves are embroidered in the middle and on the front.

 Jiang Fuli took the set of clothes seriously, and his fingertips touched the slightly cool fabric.

At first glance, the stitching is dense and dense, and Ji Heng has put a lot of thought into it.

Both Director Chen and Ji Heng liked to drink. They drank and chatted at the same time. They didn't finish the meal for an hour. Only then did Jiang He find time to go to the room and bring out his Lego for him.

Lego is a privately customized tower.

 The drawing was drawn by Jiang He, and his teacher helped to modify it a lot. It is 30 centimeters wide and about 40 centimeters high.

 You can see the exquisite bricks and connecting beams.

 Jiang Fuli said two words of thank you today.

Jiang He stared at him intently after delivering the gift.

Jiang Fuli took it, pointed at one of the places with his fingertips, looked at Jiang He, and said leisurely: "This place is not well painted."

 Jiang He: “…”

 He decided to sleep with Ji Heng tonight.

 Ji Heng drank too much today.

Bai Qian made an exception and sent Jiang Fuli out.

At nine o'clock, Jiang Fuli looked at the long alley. As soon as he reached the corner of the door, he stopped and let Bai Zian go back first.

Bai Qian was wearing a green dress today, with her black hair half pulled up. She stopped, stretched out her left hand and spread it out. A unicorn that almost melted into ice under the light appeared in Jiang Fuli's eyes: "Teacher Jiang, happy birthday."

 Jiang Fuli was a little stunned. He probably didn't expect that she had prepared a gift for him.

He stretched out his hand to take it, and he could still feel the warmth of emerald in his palm.

   **

 End of May.

 As the college entrance examination approaches, the school takes graduation photos.

The location is the stone in the center of the school. There are five steps under the stone, just enough for the students to stand in line.

 Class 15 prepared uniform clothes.

The girl's dress has a stand-up collar, a white bottom with ivy embroidered on the edge, and a red sleeveless vest with delicate vine patterns embroidered on it, and buttons of the same color.

Below is a white skirt with vivid rose bushes embroidered on the bottom. Red roses and pink roses are in full bloom and dotted among the green leaves. When the girls take a step forward, rose bushes hidden in the folds bloom everywhere.

Men's clothes?

slightly.

At this time, below are the students from Class 14 taking their graduation photos. The photographer is taking the photo. The people from Class 14 are standing on the steps, looking at the students from Class 15 involuntarily, and their eyes fall on the last tall girl.

Bai Zian held her mobile phone and walked lazily at the back with Lu Xiaohan.

Today she still has her hair half pulled up, her almond-shaped eyes are half-squinted, her hair is too long, and under the wooden hairpin, half of her black hair is lazily hanging on her shoulders.

 Bai Zian is used to wearing plain clothes, but this is the first time she wears such brightly colored clothes. The Chinese-style clothes seem to be tailor-made for her, with the blue sky and white clouds behind her.

 The wind blew away the hem of her skirt.

The rose girl blooms in the wind.

More than half of the students in Class 14 were stunned. They came to their senses only after the photographer reminded them.

“They all say I’m stupid for doing this. Sister Xian, Xiaohan, take a look, are you stupid?” Wen Qi pulled out the banner he customized, about 70 centimeters in length, and it read -

　　【Photographed with Zhang Shize (a good man)】

 White text on a red background.

Lu Xiaohan looked up and imagined this thing appearing in his beautiful graduation photo.

 No wonder the cultural and entertainment committee members have been complaining.

 She refused.

 Bai Zian looked at this line of words and nodded, "I think it's okay. This color matches our clothes very well."

Hearing that, Qi's eyes lit up, "Right, I knew you understood me, Sister Xian!"

"You really think so?" Lu Xiaohan couldn't believe it, and she grabbed Bai Qian's arm.

 Bai Zian was surprised, "That's right."

 Lu Xiaohan: “…”

 It was the first time I discovered that Bai Qian was a straight woman.

   **

 The graduation photos of Class 14 were taken, and the principal, vice-principal and teachers of various subjects stood up in the first row.

Of course, it is impossible for the principal to leave. He has to take photos for the whole day today.

“Wen Qi,” Lu Lingxi called Wen Qi. He glanced at Wen Qi’s banner and paused before saying, “The chemistry teacher hasn’t come yet. He is in Class 9. Go and call him.”

 Wen Qi put away the banner and called the chemistry teacher.

 The principal, vice-principal and others came over and looked for Lu Lingxi and Bai Zian.

Finally, after graduating from the college entrance examination, the principal looked at Bai Qian and still sighed with emotion, "Bai, please relax. No matter how you do in the exam, just try your best."

 “Okay.” Bai Qian nodded.

"Time flies so fast," Lu Lingxi straightened Bai Qian's clothes and looked at the girl in front of him, "I remember when you took the exam for the first time, you scored fifty points in both science and comprehensive. At that time, I was still thinking that you had to repeat the exam. One year."

On the stairs next to him, Lu Xiaohan called Bai Qian to stand in line.

 Bai Zian walked over.

The principal looked at the direction she was leaving, "Fifty points till now, I don't know how far she can go in the college entrance examination. She hasn't taken the joint entrance examination. I don't know how far Song Ming's grades have improved. I always feel that this year's college entrance examination is not easy... "

 The vice-principal has now become a naughty student. “It’s not easy. The number one scholar in the province must belong to our classmate Bai.”

As he spoke, he murmured in a low voice, "Don't think I don't know that you have arranged the banners for the provincial champion."

headmaster:"…"

 The head teacher of Class 8 stood next to the principal, looking at Bai Zian in the crowd and saying nothing.

 Bai Qian stood in the second row, next to Lu Xiaohan. The wind gently blew the broken hair on her forehead. Behind her was the stone carved by Bai Xiangjun, exuding the youthful spirit.

 Hearing that he called the chemistry teacher over.

The rest of Class 15 had already lined up, and he stood behind Bai Qian and Lu Xiaohan, holding a flag and whispering: "Just now they were discussing, Sister Qian, how you got from 50 points in science and comprehensive studies to now. "

 How did you get to where you are now?

Bai Qian tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows at Wen Qi. His expression was always casual, but also mixed with a romantic spirit that Wen Qi had never seen before.

She didn’t speak, and only read a line of poetry on the stone behind through the gap. Many of the battles fought by the Bai family army were about turning defeat into victory, and this was what she was best at—

The game is about making a comeback against the wind, can a young man understand this?

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