Chapter 77 077 Ginger Chacha goes online, Dean Jian personally visits her (second update)

  Not to mention Xiangcheng, there are resource differences between schools in other places in Beicheng and Beicheng No. 1 Middle School.

  But Beicheng doesn't care about these.

  He only cares about the difficult ones when he publishes the papers, regardless of whether other places can keep up. Every time he takes the entrance exam, even Tang Ming complains.

  The top 100 in Beicheng are all without exception from Beicheng No. 1 Middle School.

   But that was before—

  Tang Ming looked at Bai Po and murmured, "I think there might be an accident this time..."

   "Song Ming?" Bai Po was surprised, the name of this thing has also been heard by Xiangcheng people.

   Ning Xiao had obviously heard of it, so he popularized science to Bai Po: "He is our favorite candidate for the No. 1 Scholar in Beicheng."

   "The hexagonal fighter doesn't have any shortcomings." Tang Ming added, and then looked at Bai Po, "Qian Shen, if your chemistry is better, you should be able to compete with him."

  Bai Po nodded and continued to write questions.

  **

  When Jiang Fuli arrived.

  Bai Po had just finished brushing up the new questions on the Jiangjing University app, and uploaded the answers.

   "Aren't you busy today?" Bai Po put down his pen, leaned back lazily on the chair, and rubbed his wrist carelessly.

  Jiang Fuli put the computer on the table, his expression was as noble and indifferent as before, his eyes were already shallow, but when the sun shone, the cold light refracted, making him look even more lonely.

   He sits down, legs gracefully crossed, "Okay, Sunday."

  White scorpion can't feel it.

   But facing her, Ning Xiao's writing speed was much slower.

   Tang Ming didn't dare to raise his head, and wanted to escape, so he bit the bullet and made an excuse, "I'll go down and buy milk tea for everyone, what do you want to drink?"

  Ning Xiao was very calm: "Coffee."

  Bai Po rested his chin lazily on his hand, opened a book of machine consciousness he took from the bookshelf and flipped through it: "I want cherry flavored fruit tea with Jiang Xiaoniao."

   Finished speaking.

  She tilted her head slightly, and asked Jiang Fuli instead of Tang Ming, "What do you want to drink?"

  Tang Ming originally wanted to leave, but he didn't.

  My heart was beating a drum.

   No, Mr. Jiang looks like someone who can drink this stuff?

  Jiang Fuli pressed the power button on the computer with his cold white fingertips, without looking up, his tone was light and calm: "Drink the jade pendant."

   "?"

What?

   Apart from Tang Ming, Bai Po didn't quite understand it for a while.

   "Huh? Oh, ok... ok." Tang Ming stood up in a daze. He didn't like milk tea very much. He thought it was a new type of milk tea, so he ran downstairs as if fleeing.

  Why did he feel that the three words Jiang Fuli seemed to mean "you are dead".

   "I'll go with you." Ning Xiao had a sense of crisis and made a decisive decision.

   When they got downstairs, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

   Feeling alive again.

  But when Tang Ming talked about the milk tea called "Yupei", the clerk was more confused than him.

   Tang Ming knew it was broken.

  He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to ask Bai Po for help.

   "No," Bai Po held the pen between her **** and index finger, and turned it between her hands. She crossed her legs and raised her eyebrows and asked, "What kind of milk tea do you want? I scared Tang Ming to death."

  Jiang Fuli glanced at her. The setting sun through the window was not hot, and his tall nose was outlined from the side. He looked at the white hair, his light-colored eyes were deep, and he didn't speak immediately.

Fine.

  Bai Po watched him change his pen, and was just about to go back to Tang Ming to do the same as her.

  Jiang Gongzi withdrew his gaze, continued to stare at the computer desktop with cumbersome graphics, and asked very politely: "Have you found your ex-fiance's jade pendant, do you need my help to find it?"

   His face was as cold and gorgeous as ever, with no expression on his face.

  Bai Po: "...?"

   "Thank you," she was taken aback for a moment, before replying cautiously, "I don't think it's needed, it's already been returned."

   "Oh." Jiang Fuli had a handsome face coldly.

  Bai Po stroked his chin, took out his mobile phone, typed a few words to Tang Ming, thought about it, and showed it to Jiang Fuli, "Is that the case?"

  Jiang Fuli glanced at it, and Bai Po's unsent chat box typed a line of words—

  【Cherry fruit tea, add double sugar for him】

   Double sugar?

  Jiang Fuli glanced at the line, then silently looked at Bai Po, his eyes lingering on her face for a while.

  What the **** gave her the illusion that he liked double candy?

   "It's okay." He nodded and looked away.

  Bai Po sent this line of words, and Tang Ming quickly showed his urgent needs to the clerk.

   Tang Ming and Ning Xiao came back with a bunch of things.

   First gave it to Bai Po Jiang He, and finally held Mr. Jiang's double candy with both hands, and handed it to him.

  Of course, why is Mr. Jiang so cold and cold that he likes to add double sugar—

  Tang Ming dare not vomit this kind of trough.

   Mr. Jiang held the milk tea in one hand, and inserted the straw in casually, with a very calm expression. It was the hand holding the milk tea, which was cold and white, and looked colder than iced milk tea.

  Bai Po took a sip, observed him for a while, then took out the test paper Ning Xiao was writing, and slapped it in front of Jiang Fuli, "Teacher Jiang, would you like to read this question?"

  Jiang Fuli's complexion returned to that calm look, "Yes."

  He looked down at the question.

   Then explain to Bai Po.

  Ning Xiao on the opposite side still maintained the posture of holding a pen, "...?"

   Shouldn't he be here?

  **

  Bai Po finished the questions and went to see Shen Qing in the evening.

   Every time Ji Mulan and Xu En are staggered.

  She didn't hide this, so Ji Heng and Ji Shaojun pretended not to know, and sometimes when they were going to bump into these two people, they would tell Bai Po in advance.

  But today, Ji Mulan Xu En came here once in the morning, and Bai Po didn't expect that when he went in the evening, he happened to run into them who had just come out at the entrance of the hospital.

  Because of what happened last time, Ji Mulan had complicated eyes when she met Bai Po.

   Xu En greeted Bai Po generously.

  Bai Po pulled his lips, extremely perfunctory.

  Mao Kun has been squatting at the entrance of the hospital waiting for Bai Po. He doesn't care about Xu En. When he sees Bai Po, his eyes light up, "Sister, what you want is ready!"

  He took out a cloth bag and gave it to Bai Po.

  Bai Po unfolded it and saw that the plum blossom needles she wanted were neatly placed inside.

  Ji Mulan frowned subconsciously when she saw Mao Kun's yellow hair. She wanted to say something, and wanted to ask how the Song family's affairs were resolved today, but she didn't dare to say this time.

   Xu En glanced at her before stepping forward, surprised: "Silver needle? What do you want this for?"

   "Dr. Lance wants to try our acupuncture." Bai Chi put the silver needle away and replied perfunctorily.

  She didn't talk much to these two people, turned around and walked towards the inpatient department.

  Mao Kun stood where he was, and waited for Bai Po to leave, then took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit the fire and looked at Ji Mulan very fiercely: "What are you looking at, don't die!"

   To be able to receive strict attention from the police, and even dare to provoke the two police officers, Mao Kun just restrained himself in front of Bai Po.

other people?

   Do you see him taking it seriously?

   Not to mention Ji Mulan, even Xu En was taken aback by him.

   Waiting for Mao Kun to leave.

  Ji Mulan frowned, "Why is she still making friends like this after coming to Xiangcheng?"

  Xu En didn't say a word, he just remembered that that night, the group of teenagers riding motorcycles seemed to be led by this yellow hair...

  Shen Qing Ward.

  When Bai Po arrived, Lance had just arrived.

   is talking to Ji Heng.

   "Yihu, it's beautiful," Lance pointed at Ji Heng's robe, and kept talking to Ji Heng, "I shake it too."

   "Wine this..."

  Bai Po came in with a silver needle.

  Touched Shen Qing's pulse again. Shen Qing's ventilator hadn't been removed yet, she was still unable to speak with a tube inserted in her nostril, but it was obvious that she was in good spirits.

  Bai Po is relieved.

   Lance was still chattering, and Bai Po was tired of hearing it.

   "Grandpa, just make one for him."

  She was a little puzzled, Ji Heng should not refuse such a request, he should be happy.

   Beside him, Ji Shaojun wanted to laugh. He lowered his head, pointed to Lance's fancy shirt, and explained to Bai Po: "Doctor Lance wants a robe of that color."

  Bai Po: "..."

  Lance's aesthetics is crazily stepping on Ji Heng's thunder.

  The long gown made of this kind of floral cloth is really unimaginable.

  She didn't persuade Ji Heng any more.

   "I'll go back and make it for you." In the end, Ji Heng still agreed to make this kind of clothes that might destroy his fame for the rest of his life. "It will take about a week."

   "Fine!" Lance clapped his hands.

  Ji Heng couldn't understand English, Lance spoke in broken Chinese, and when talking to Bai Po, he switched to English again.

  Because Ji Heng would not laugh at him.

   But Bai Po will tell him seriously that your accent is a bit like a gorilla.

   "Acupuncture today?" Lance saw the silver needle in her hand.

  White scorpion took out one, slowly stroked it on his head, and raised his eyebrows: "But I haven't had it pierced for a long time, are you afraid?"

  Lance thought that Bai Po was joking, so he was very brave: "Don't be afraid."

  He sat on the sofa, waiting for Bai Ke to give him the needle.

  Bai Po took the needle, stood behind him, and found a place on his head. Under the light, the plum blossom needle glowed coldly, which was very dazzling.

  Ji Heng was taken aback by her, "Ah, what are you doing?"

  Bai Po leisurely found the acupuncture point, inserted a needle, and mouthed to Ji Heng—

  【do an experiment】

  Ji Heng: "..."

  He asked Lance every five minutes, "Doctor Lance, are you okay?"

   "ok, fine."

   "Doctor Lance, you still..."

  Lance predicts: "Oak!"

   "Dr. Lance..."

   "k!"

"orchid…"

"1."

   After confirming that Dr. Lance was still alive after accepting Bai Po's experiment, Ji Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  **

Monday.

  The first class was still Lu Lingxi's, and Zhang Shize, one of the three giants who was late, still arrived at 8:01 today.

  Lu Lingxi threw a piece of chalk, "I'm going to be late for the entrance exam the day after tomorrow, right? Look at you, your physics teacher will take quick-acting heart-relief pills even after you corrected that paper!"

  Zhang Shize subconsciously replied, "No way, I didn't get any of the questions right?"

  Lu Lingxi: "...you stand outside and stay awake!"

  Bai Po finished a Chinese class, recess.

  The students are all mourning about the entrance exam.

  Bai Po's cell phone in the table hole lighted up.

  She opened it and saw that it was the dog friend—

  Dog friend: [Is this you? ? ? ! 】

  Dog Friends: 【Video】

  Bai Po glanced at it, it was the video posted by Lu Xiaohan.

  Dog friend: [Is this you? Even though it’s blurry, I can still see your beauty]

  White scorpion: 【1】

  Dog friend: [You 1 me again? 】

  Bai Po: 【. 】

  The other side of the phone.

  North City No. 1 Middle School International Class,

  Bai Po's dog friend let out a "wow", and she showed the video to the people behind her, "Look carefully, this woman is also very good at playing Guzheng."

   "Really?" A group of people gathered around, "Who is it?"

  Because this dog friend really doesn't praise people very often.

  Most people looked over.

  Song Ming and Bai Shaoqi, who were discussing the topic, also looked over there. Both of them were very sensitive to the guzheng.

  Especially Bai Shaoqi.

  Guyou crossed his legs and raised his eyebrows, "Student Bai Po, I'll send you the video..."

  Hearing the word "Bai Po", Bai Shaoqi looked away dully, and she looked at Song Ming.

  Song Ming also frowned, and withdrew his probing expression.

  Bai Shaoqi took out her mobile phone, when a message popped up, she was taken aback, "Song Ming, I seem to have passed Dean Jian's first test!"

   "What?" Song Ming quickly took Bai Shaoqi's phone and looked down.

  There is a message on Bai Shaoqi's phone—

  【Hello, Bai Shaoqi, your video has passed the initial test, please bring your ID to Jiangjing University of the Arts on 10.27...】

   "It really passed," Song Min looked up, he looked at Bai Shaoqi, and counted the time: "After the joint exam, I will accompany you to Jiangjing."

   After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mrs. Song.

   "Academician from Jiangjing?" Song Ming exclaimed at the same table, "Student Bai, you are so scary!"

   Others also rushed over after hearing the sound.

   Listening to Song Ming's science popularization at the same table, I was amazed again and again.

  They don't understand the situation in Jiangjing either. After all, they are not from Jiangjing, and they don't know what Academician Jian means.

   Only Song Min, who had been in Jiangjing, knew the horror of this incident.

   It’s okay, Song Ming is a little thankful that he went to Bai Po yesterday to get the jade pendant back.

  Bai Shaoqi was very calm about other people's praise.

  There was no complacency on her face, she just looked at Song Ming: "My brother is also in Jiangjing, so you don't have to trouble. But this time for the entrance exam, you have to be careful. I have improved my math very quickly recently."

   "I'll wait." Song Min put down his phone and raised his eyebrows.

  He likes this feeling of evenness.

"Don't you two be in Versailles," Song Ming turned around at the same table and complained about them, "Anyway, you two are either first or second in math every time, can you take the test less and give others a way to survive? This time I bet Song Shao First!"

  Hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled.

   That's right.

  The conditions of the students in the class are very good. These two people are the ceiling of mathematics. Before each exam, some people in the class gamble, guessing whether Song Ming is the first or Bai Shaoqi is the first in mathematics.

  It's the same this time, some people are overwhelmed by math.

  The other part is Bai Shaoqi.

   Anyway, these two are either the first or the second.

   As for the others?

   They didn't even think about it.

  **

  Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

  Lu Xiaohan took the phone and flipped through private messages.

  Her video has become popular, and there are so many private messages sent to her, it is impossible to read them all. When I opened it today, I just saw a private message——

  Jian Zhongyou: [Hello, do you know the girl who plays the guzheng? 】

  Jian Zhongyou: [Can you give me her contact information? 】

  Jian Zhongyou: 【Please! 】

  Lu Xiaohan raised her eyebrows. She clicked on the homepage of this Jian Zhongyou, wanting to see which malicious person dared to hit her back table.

  Until she clicked on it and saw the homepage—

  【Account name: Jian Zhongyou

  1.12 billion likes

  12 followers

  1628.9w fans

  Certification: Honorary Fellow of the Royal Academy of Music, President of the Music Association, Dean of the School of Music of Jiangjing University of the Arts]

Good morning.

   I read a private message yesterday, everyone must be happy, if you feel pressure, you can talk to your friends, or the comment area, or the treasures in the group. Also watch more dramas, go out for a walk and drink a cup of milk tea, life is not easy, but we have to work hard together (compare heart)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)